http://mister-vimes.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mister-vimes.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-03-19 10:02 pm

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Everyone's seen a ruined man, a hopeless man, walk into a bar.

They probably have never seen one walking in and standing so taut with pent-up...
something, that he looked as if he'd tear the head off of someone with the slightest provocation. Not that Vimes would do such a thing, but it was certainly what he looked like tonight. Deep, dark circles were under Vimes' eyes, and he was chewing fitfully on his cigar.

He barely noticed when he walked into Milliways--or rather he did, but he had so much else on his mind that he merely accepted it in an instant and walked up to the bar, sat down, and ordered some water.

He would not go home to sing to his son tonight. He had not in the last few weeks. He would not until he found the one responsible for his man's death and stopped him--really stopped him--at last.

[identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com 2005-03-20 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
Penny for your thoughts?

[identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com 2005-03-20 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
What puzzle?

*Tim is good at puzzles.*

[identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com 2005-03-20 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
You find a way to immobilise the person in the place you can;t kill hima nd drag him back to the place you can. Whats the cop code....?

*Tim thinks*

In hot pursuit?

[identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com 2005-03-20 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
*Tim snaps his fingers.*

It's posted for all the staff. Oh, that reminds me... Do you employ a rather big orangutang?

[identity profile] timsbooks.livejournal.com 2005-03-20 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
So he's a good fellow? Trustworthy?