http://mumbling-truth.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] mumbling-truth.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-08-22 07:29 pm

Entrance post

OOM: Pre-Milliways

Todd stumbled in, and nearly dropped his books in shock. Since when was his dorm room a bar? This made no sense, they didn't allow liquor at Welton. He turned around, wondering where he was.

A place to truly live deep and suck all the marrow out of life.

Milliways.

He then spied a familiar face, also looking confused.

[identity profile] wilsons-musings.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
So he got to do that part? Joy. Not that he minded, considering that he wasn't too busy around here when he wasn't looking after House.

"It'll be my pleasure to do it, then," he said with a friendly smile.

"Welcome to Milliways, the bar at the end of the universe, where people from all sorts of different worlds and times gather." He gestured to the observation window as well.

[identity profile] wilsons-musings.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Wilson nodded.

"Some people come from places that have magic. Others, who have technology. Some people look different altogether..." he shrugged his shoulders some. "It's odd, but you get used to it."

[identity profile] wilsons-musings.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"It is, isn't it?" At least the boy was willing to accept it all. It was quite a fascinating place, when it came down to it.

"Oh, do you want a drink? The first one is on the house." Which was another part of what he was explaining, wasn't it?

[identity profile] wilsons-musings.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Okay," Wilson said with a nod of his head.

"There's a few rules here that you need to follow. They're pretty simple, really. No violence, no sex, and no business in the bar. If you want to engage in those activities, you can either do it outside -- " he gestured to the door leading to the lake, "or get a room." Another gesture up the stairs.

[identity profile] wilsons-musings.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"That's good. I'd hate to see you locked up in the brig," Wilson said with a chuckle. "The security around here doesn't like being messed with." Not that he'd gotten in trouble with them before.

"Also, if you want anything to eat or drink, just ask the bar, if there's no bartender. If you can't pay right away, she'll start a tab for you."

[identity profile] wilsons-musings.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's quite all right. They do say that there's three people in the world that look very much alike." He smiled at Todd, gently patting his back.

[identity profile] wilsons-musings.livejournal.com 2005-08-23 10:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Wilson can't help but feel faternal for the boy. Perhaps it was the sense of innocence that came from the boy. Or how he had teared up in the beginning.

"If you need anything, don't hesitate to find or ask for me, all right? I'm pretty much in the bar or upstairs in my room most of the time."