2 more days until Tim leaves! Come say hi.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Tim got bored last night. It is generally agreed that this? Is a Bad Thing. It means he gets inventive with things. Especially magic.

Which is why Tim comes sailing into the bar for the first time in a while. No, he's not on his skate rug. He's apparently wearing some rather hevay boots. Funny, they look like he's got some kind of eaving on the bottom of them.

He soars across the floor, hootin and a hollerin and in general making a fool of himself. Once across the floor, off the rear wall, up a rafter, loop the loop and back towards the staff wing.

Yup, Tim made him self a set of roller rugs. Rug blades? Something like that. He is enjoying himself, to all senses. Come say hi, pick up a pair, tell him goodbye, what have you.

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[witchy-rebel.livejournal.com]

[ooc: on-off, may vanish...but have a Morgan]

"...what are you doing?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Tim tilts his feet to the side, coming to a stop.

"I'm flying. Kinda."

[witchy-rebel.livejournal.com]

"Not very well."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

He shrugs, sliding off a table and flipping head over heels.

"It's a different kind of flying. Closer to the gorund. Faster, in general."

[witchy-rebel.livejournal.com]

She tosses her hair.

"Perhaps."

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

95 manages a wan smile, watching him. "Good evening, Hunter-san."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Tim plants one hand on her shoulder and pulls himself to a stop.

"Heyo! How are you my Windows?"

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

This is considered carefully.

"I have Atlantean wine," she decides, gesturing with a half-drunk glass to a half-drunk bottle.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Tim winces.

"Ow. Uhm. Yes, that is one way of coping."

[95-tan.livejournal.com]

She frowns. "Is that bad?"

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Mun has been having difficulty in getting Snow in, but Tim will likely be able to catch her on a trip to Bar for supplies. Even if she's not hanging around, they still need to eat and it's not as if every store carries nutrient-enriched air*

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Tim glides to a stop near her.

"Snow. Heya."

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Snow gives him a small smile and stops*

Hey, Tim. What's the latest crisis?

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

"I leave sunday."

He's gotta make sure to tell people.

[fairest1.livejournal.com]

*Well. Not a lot that can be said to that, so she settles with a quick hug*

Good luck. You're coming back, right?

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace, who is, or was, being bouncy and cheerful and bouncing her way over to Bar to get some cookies stops.

And staaaares.

Coooooooool.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Tim slides to a stop next to her.

"I was bored."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. Noticed." She is distinctly Amused.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

He clicks his heels together and drops to the floor.

"Dunno why I didn't think of these before."

And he hugs his wife.

"How you?"

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

Svava is just watching amusedly. When Tim draws near, shakes her head.

"Wouldn't there be somewhat easier ways to fly?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Tim slides to a stop beside her.

"But this is fun. And takes skill."

[skjaldmeyjar.livejournal.com]

"Regular flying takes skill as well." Svava grins at Tim.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

'Not so much."

He hovers a circle around her.

"How you doing?"

[http://users.livejournal.com/_our_king_/]

Ron looked a bit wistfully at Tim flying around as if he wanted to do it too. Because he did.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Tim drops to a stop near Ron.

"Heya big guy. How're you?"