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[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*There's a Barman at the Bar, drinking coffee, and drawing.

Looks like an outline of his flat, with another square tacked on.

Imagine that.*

[ooc: back later]

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[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

There’s a lovely dark haired woman sitting at the bar, leaning over a magazine and a cup of tea. She doesn’t look too happy. It might have something to do with being a woman.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard doesn't really notice new patrons nowadays, especially when he's drawing.

Today is no different.*

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

Tony glances over across the bar and notices Bernard drawing. All inclination to curse at this has gone away with the coming of this foul mood.

"Hi, Bernard," he says.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard looks up, blinking owlishly.*

...Do I know you?

[iwasalevel6.livejournal.com]

He nods. "Tony. With a 'y'. As in Tony Almeida."

[last_adam]

*There's an Adam approaching the bar. He, unlike many other of the bar patrons, apparently, is still his original gender.*

Hallo again.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard, as well, is his original gender, and will always be. Woo? Poor Tonks.

He turns his head and smiles distractedly.*

Hey.

[last_adam]

*Poor Tonks, indeed. That could be hot.*

*He smiles, but there's not a lot behind it.*

Could I have a cider? Or a sandwich. Yeah, should probably have a sandwich first. How've you been?

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*No shit, dude. Did you ever read that Crowley/'Skandra/Tonks fic? BWUH.*

*Bernard's eyes narrow slightly.*

Um. What kind of sandwich?

And I've been good. You?

[last_adam]

*Adam shrugs and his eyes, now blue again, don't meet Bernard's.*

Chicken, I guess.

M'fine. What're you drawing?

[simple-secret.livejournal.com]

The fox catches the scent and creeps near. This one has a lot of Sunny-smell on him. If he wasn't Nymphadora-or-Bernard, he might know where they could be found.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Out of the corner of his eye, Bernard sees a flash of red. He turns his head, brow furrowed.

A fox.

Christ.

Place is turning into a zoo.*

[simple-secret.livejournal.com]

The fox sat a respectful distance from the man, fur slightly raised, sensing he was not entirely welcome.

Greetings, sai. Are you family of the child Sunny? I seek two named Nymphadora and Bernard.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard blinks.*

I'm Bernard. Why are you looking for me?

[simple-secret.livejournal.com]

I was told you are a caretaker of Sunny. She asked me to be her friend. I get the impression it may have been wrong of me to accept her invitation without her caretakers knowledge. Is this so? He waves his tail apologetically.

[sai_delgado]

Susan comes in from outside, pulling off her sombrera as she does and heading for the bar -- to get white tea and lunch, mayhap.

She sees Bernard, however, and hesitates for a moment-- then offers him a wave and a little smile as she approaches.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard glances up and smiles warmly.

He's completely ignorant of any and all security-related drama.*

Hey, Susan.

[sai_delgado]

"Good day, sai Bernard," she answers, smiling a bit more brightly now in return. "Long days and pleasant nights."

A beat. "How do'ee fare?"

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

And may you have twice the number, Susan.

I'm all right; how're you?

[sai_delgado]

"I'm-- I'm well enough, say true." It's oddly determined, mayhap, as though she's convinced herself of it-- but she seems sincere.

"There's an old friend new-come, and Cuthbert has a new hat." She looks pleased at this and very nearly mischievous for a moment, before sobering slightly.

"And-- and Nymphadora? With-- with everything?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Well. That makes two pyros at a Bar, doesn't it? There's an Ace a few barstools down, toying with the straw of her Brown Cow (not from Hell, it's entirely too early for alcohol).

"Hullo Bernard."

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard looks over and nods, grinning.*

Ace.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Didja hear the boom last night?" She still thinks that it's a grand idea to have a holiday for fireworks. Even if people pretend that's not the real reason behind it.

[the-woodpecker.livejournal.com]

*Bernard coughs*

We saw it, even.

*From the grass. Nekkid.*

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace really doesn't need to know that.

"Yeah? Shoulda come over. Bar let me have a mortar cannon for the night." Though, of course, it was rather hard to compete against Yrael's explosions.