The Bar at the End of the Universe

Wed, 13 Sep 2006 09:31:00 GMT

Posted by: fallen-april.livejournal.com

April inna bar.

She has discovered the joys of photoshop on her shiny new Macbook. She should be writing.

Feel free to interrupt.

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BARTENDING!

Sat, 05 Aug 2006 14:28:00 GMT

Posted by: wellthrownstone.livejournal.com

Were one not familiar with the situation, one might wonder at the presence of both a toddler and a wolf cub accompanying Garion behind the counter. His son is perched on one of the king's legs, little arms wrapped about his chest as far as they will go; Garion's a rather large man, after all. Geran is awake, though still somewhat nervous of the place and so he's sticking by his father for the moment. Wolf, the cub, has taken it as his duty to explore this strange place a little, but his most important duty seems to be to accompany Geran as his spot just beneath the bartender's stool attests to. The specials are already up on the board, though how he managed it with a child in his arms and a wolf underfoot is his own affair, and one might notice a theme.Drinks
Light and Dark
Blue Light Special
Lighthouse
Killing Light
Do forgive the boy. He's never really been subtle and, after everything, really, he's due just a little gloating.

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Mon, 08 May 2006 21:39:00 GMT

Posted by: and-far-away.livejournal.com

Sharpe has been home since he talked to Annie, but now he's back, with Patrick in tow.

Come talk to them.

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Sun, 30 Apr 2006 11:46:00 GMT

Posted by: and-far-away.livejournal.com

Sharpe stumbles sleepily into the bar, not noticing his surroundings immediately. He has no shirt on and has clearly just got up.

The grizzling toddler in his arms might explain why he's reluctantly awake.

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Sat, 29 Apr 2006 20:17:00 GMT

Posted by: and-far-away.livejournal.com

The front door opens and Sharpe comes in. His sword's on his back, carefully in its scabbard to keep the blade away from little hands.

As he walks through, he swings little Patrick up into the air just to hear the boy giggle.

Come chat with them.

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Wed, 26 Apr 2006 03:23:00 GMT

Posted by: gentleprince.livejournal.com

His mun knows it is almost 3:30 in the morning, but she is bored and cannot sleep. Therefor! Faramir is in the bar. There is tea involved. It smells rather a lot like lavendar. Ooh, tasty.

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Tue, 25 Apr 2006 22:33:00 GMT

Posted by: and-far-away.livejournal.com

The door opens... and it seems Sharpe wasn't expecting it to open here right this moment, because he's not alone when he walks in.

He's going slowly and carefully, for reasons that become clear when he gets all the way in... and so does the very small boy clinging to his hand and toddling after him.

Welcome to Milliways, Patrick Lassan.

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Tue, 25 Apr 2006 22:31:00 GMT

Posted by: prone-to-panic.livejournal.com

If there's anyone in the bar in need of an Archie Kennedy, or in want of one, here's your chance to get him. Or just gape at the fact that he's not wearing his umiform. Again.

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