http://galactic-prez.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-08-16 06:13 pm

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Galactic president inna bar.

Actually, sleeping inna booth, with a magazine portraying the question What in God's name is our president up to now and why won't he just abdicate already (pg. 5) lying over his face. On the seat next to him is an empty-looking glass cage, which looks as though it was supposed to have been a present for a suite-warming.

Maybe.

Why don't you wake him up and see?

[identity profile] mctrillian.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Trillian picks the magazine up off his face and kisses his nose.

"Tell 'em why is none of their business."

[identity profile] mctrillian.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hey, watch it -- I need to write with that hand," Trillian chastises, smacking him lightly on the head with the magazine and then sitting down next to him.

"... interviewing you without actually talking to you, were they? Well. Maybe they need a bit of a talking-to from Val."

[identity profile] mctrillian.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:43 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, hush, you are not," she insists, kissing the nearest cheek - and expecting to get the end of her finger chewed off again.

"I prefer the real interesting you to the made-up supposedly-interesting not-you. So, who are they saying you're dating, these days?"

[identity profile] mctrillian.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"The day you date Arthur is the day I come down with parvo," Trillian remarks, giggling and toying a little with his hair.

"The others I think I could probably see, especially Alianti. God would probably suffer from self-esteem issues around you."

[identity profile] mctrillian.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Curling an arm around Zaphod's neck, Trillian laughs.

"I guess I'd get parvo then, too. And I'd rather not get parvo," she inputs, kissing him, "so don't do it, okay?"

[identity profile] mctrillian.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
"-- you'd still have a head anyway, and you know Fenny's far from violent."

She scrinches her nose up at him, smiling foolishly.

"And your arms are quite comfortable to be in, my dear. The extra one adds a sort of emphasis - the question is, though, can I picture you and Fenny together."

No, not really.

[identity profile] mctrillian.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 11:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"The only problem with two is that when you talk to yourself everyone's got to listen," Trillian teases.

"But I don't know if you'd be able to handle dating Fenchurch. She's even harder to follow than I am. And part of me's ready to write a treatise to these reporters about what you're really doing. Not that all of it would be true, but they'd at least get your whereabouts and your girlfriend right."

Well, maybe.

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[identity profile] torch-reporter.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"What in God's name is our president up to now and why won't he just abdicate already?" Chloe reads, leaning over from her booth to spy on the sleeping galactic president.

"If I were the editor of this publication, I'd fire this reporter for a headline like that."

[identity profile] torch-reporter.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Chloe laughs. "Who writes this stuff?"

[identity profile] torch-reporter.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"The name some sort of publicity stunt to get elected?" Chloe raises an eyebrow, looking at him doubtfully. "No offense, but you don't look like a president of the galaxy, let alone a college fraternity."

[identity profile] torch-reporter.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"Chloe Sullivan." She's always thought it was a pretty name, if not teetering on the ordinary. "So let's have it, Mr. President." It's a mocking use of the title.

[identity profile] torch-reporter.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 11:15 pm (UTC)(link)
She tils her head. "Going to give me any evidence to support your claim?"

Chloe looks down and notices the interview. "He doesn't look very happy."

[identity profile] torch-reporter.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Chloe grins, trying to muffle a laugh at the picture. "And what if I were interviewing the real you?"

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