[identity profile] oldschooljedi.livejournal.com
The Force does strange things. Really it does. Even Jedi of the old Republic can't figure out everything. One moment, he is sensing the demise of a Jedi, a friend, a man of great potential, and the next moment, he is standing on the inside of a door, looking out over a cantina. Well, not exactly a cantina, a place like he has never seen before. He stands there for a moment, hand linked in his belt. Why had the Force sent him here, what was he supposed to do? Only time can tell.
[identity profile] senator-queen.livejournal.com
She's not at the stage where she's showing, yet, but by now Padme's very aware, on some level, that she feels pregnant.

Of course, the morning sickness does a lot to help with that one.

Tea. Nice tea. Tea is good.
[identity profile] redeemed-one.livejournal.com
Anakin sits at a table, sketching. Occasionally he crumples up the piece of paper he is working on and starts anew.

(OOC: Mun is v. v. sleep-deprived. If I abruptly die on you, this is why.)
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[OOC: Gone and back again]

Obi-Wan comes downstairs, looking for Anakin. He doesn't spot him because LJ is being ebil and not letting [livejournal.com profile] redeemed_one log in, but he does see someone else from his part of the cosmos.
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Ron Weasley isn't having a very good day. Right now he's behind a strange, twisting cluster of trees. all gathered near one wall of the bar. Ignore them if you like. They're not that noticeable. Just try not to get too close or the branches might take a smack at you.

There are dark shapes starting to filter through this little grove--lethifolds, coming from a doorway beyond the woods. If your character perhaps undergoes the misfortune of being engulfed by one because you, the mun, want to torture your character a bit they can be taken out by cold, and intense light, and Patronuses or similar spells.

In the meantime, Ron will be having a very unpleasant time inside the little woods.
[identity profile] empath-wiggin.livejournal.com
Valentine walks up to the front of the space she has prepared in the corner of the bar. She has no notes, just herself, in a green sweater and long black skirt. There is a determination on her face, and eyes. She looks out over the assembled croud for what she hopes is the only time tonight. Biting her lip at everyone there, she takes a deep breath, and starts to explain herself.

"I thank you all for attending this Speaking. What you are about to hear is the story of the life of Anakin Skywalker. It is without embellishment or change, simply the truth."

And with that, and another long pause, she begins.

Anakin Skywalker. Darth Vader.... )
[identity profile] jonathanparagon.livejournal.com
Jonathan wanders downstairs from the guest rooms and sits down by the bar.
[identity profile] redeemed-one.livejournal.com
He has Val's gift mostly done, and has moved out into the bar to finish it. He has a feeling she will be wanting it soon, with what Luke told him the other night.

He sits at a table and works, occasionally glancing up at the room around him.
[identity profile] desert-worm.livejournal.com
Luke wanders in, sits down at the bar, and asks a rat for something hot to drink.

It appears a few minutes later with something brown and thoroughly unfamiliar.
[identity profile] redeemed-one.livejournal.com
This holiday spirit thing is finally starting to have an effect on Anakin. He emerges from the painting fairly whistling and bearing a number of carefully rolled up papers. He has realized it is doubtful he will get parts to make everyone's present before the upcoming holiday, and so is settling for giving them the plans for their presents instead, with a promise to build them as soon as parts are available again.

Andrew, Jonathan, Meg, Val, and Tom all get carefully labeled plans. Luke's present is to obtained by way of Peter, and Peter's present is going to be given at Val's party. He and his mun hope he's remembered everyone.

As he walks away from the tree, he spots Obi-Wan sitting at a table. He smiles at him and approaches. They have not spoken since the night Obi-Wan arrived, but that's all right. "Hello, Teacher."

Arrival

Dec. 20th, 2004 07:45 pm
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[OOC: Pre-Milliways, Part 2]

The door opens, and an old man walks in, pushing back the hood of his brown and white robes. "Excuse me," he says quite calmly. "I'm looking for..." His gaze lights on the man sitting as if waiting for something. He only saw that face for a few moments, but he obviously recognizes it just the same. His calm doesn't completely disintegrate, but it weakens significantly. "...Anakin Skywalker."
[identity profile] mandercommander.livejournal.com
Bonzo Madrid and seven of his friends are walking along a corridor to a bathroom at Battle School. He's wearing his Salamander Army uniform, complete with Commander's patch. .o0(Ender's alone...it's his turn to lose...)0o. He comes to a door, opens it by pressing his hand on a palmpad, and walks quickly through. And isn't in the bathroom... .o0(???)0o.

(OOC Note: Salamander uniform: Mostly dark green w/light green and either burnt orange or brown stripes (depending on what source you work from; there are several opinions on this...bug me for more details later))
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*Raph storms into the bar and makes a beeline for an empty stool. He is looking on the angry side of grumbly. You've been warned.*
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*Tom walks into the bar, not quite cheerful, but not completely glum, either. He seems a little older for some reason tonight - a touch more serious, and yet, more at peace. He's looking forward to an enjoyable, quiet night at Milliways. Since he's feeling more on an even keel, he even orders a scotch from a serving rat. He sits down, ready to enjoy his drink and some pleasant conversation. He has no idea people might be discussing him. Silly Tom.*
[identity profile] empath-wiggin.livejournal.com
[ooc: Read this. It explains all.]

The front door opens, and gunfire can be heard beyond it, however, no bullets come into the bar. What -does- come into the bar, however, is a figure, long, dirty hair, bruised, bleeding, and quite thin. She's wearing a coat, and holding a gun as she collapses on the floor. Sitting up, she looks around the room, then collapses again, calling out weakly.

"Ender? Luke? Anakin? Peter? Someone? I'm home...."
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Del enters--well, enters is a bad term--appears, then--slowly, humming to herself happily as she pets a small salamander.
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*Moiraine comes downstairs quietly and enters the bar. The Aes Sedai looks unusually wary and seems somehow both fragile and slightly confused. She studies the room for a moment, then selects a corner table that is very well-lit and sits there. A rat runs up, and after a startled look, Moiraine hesitantly makes a request. It goes away and comes back with tea. She accepts with thanks, and goes back to studying the room.*
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[OOC: Continued from events in the Tower of Ghenjei. Warning: battle violence.]

A bright light shines from beside the door, slicing through the air, and widens into an open gateway. The sounds of a brazen bell loudly tolling can be heard from beyond, as can an odd reverberation, as though metal walls were vibrating in an earthquake caused by the noise alone.

Mat, Will, Tom, Bran, and Inigo all quickly hurry through the door, spattered with blood and dust. Another moment passes, and then Rand strides through, a small smirk on his face, carrying Moiraine in his arms. The Aes Sedai looks dazed and disoriented, but is clearly alive.

A flash of bright light and the sound of a tremendous explosion rock the world on the other side of the portal, which immediately snaps shut.
[identity profile] jonathanparagon.livejournal.com
Jonathan, yawning, wanders down the stairs and into the bar.

He's still wrapped up in Meg's pink blanket. He appears to have forgotten it's there.
[identity profile] jonathanparagon.livejournal.com
Jonathan comes down from his room.

He quite clearly hasn't slept.
[identity profile] jonathanparagon.livejournal.com
Jonathan is entering his third day and counting in the main bar room.

It's entirely possible he hasn't slept since he arrived.
[identity profile] redeemed-one.livejournal.com
Anakin is in an absolute panic. Bernard is hurt, and no one can stop it. There's no explain, except...wait, the Bar. It must be the Bar.

With that thought, he lifts everyone within two feet of the bar off the floor and moves them as far away as he can. It's the only solution.