milliways_bar | Entries tagged with alana bloom

[OOM: So long, and thanks for all the fish!

Or, Alana makes a new life for herself in Seattle.]

[OOC: In the last leg of Alana's backpacking trip through Europe, she visits London, surprises herself in St. David's, and makes a resolution in Dublin.]

patterns_bloom

[OOM: In the next leg of Alana's backpacking trip through Europe, she spends a few weeks soaking in Prague, goes clubbing in Madrid, and shops in Paris.]

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[OOM: Following her dreams, Alana embarks on a backpacking trip through Europe. She lands in Athens, and spends the next few weeks touring Greece, including Delphi and Nafplion.]

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[OOM: The Confrontation.

Warnings for violence and character death.]

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Alana has collected her gun, and donned her protective jumpsuit from Jay under her red, dahlia-patterned wrap dress. She's ready to leave, to confront Hannibal Lecter in her world. She's tired of waiting for Rae--the past two years have been mind-numbing--so Alana has decided to take X's offer and go home with just her instead.

Hands trembling, Alana pens a few notes while sitting at the bar. Her nerves are jittery; for two years she's been putting off this confrontation, and though she's wracked with anxiety, she does feel she's ready.

( Guppy )

And also:

( X )

And finally:

( Rae Seddon )

Notes delivered, Alana wraps her shaking hands around her latte and waits.

guppy_sandhu

It's been a busy few days, what with fights and scary monsters and all sorts.

Some people might need a bit of a chat.

Regardless of whether they do or not, there's a big pile of bacon sandwiches and sausages sandwiches (and vegetarian equivalents). They smell good!

And of course a sign is up.

LIFE SUPPORT
OPEN TO ALL

NEED A CHAT? JUST WANT A BACON SANDWICH? COME AND JOIN US!

[ooc: All tags will be picked up by at least one of the LS crew. Threadhopping encouraged. Open until the next one in approx 1 month]

patterns_bloom

Alana's seated at the bar today, wearing a red Diane von Furstenberg wrap dress with black polkadots and a pair of black, high-heeled boots. She's got her bare legs crossed at the knee and her chin cupped in her hand.

She was reading Conquering Mountains: A Guide to Solo Female Travel, but now she's just people watching.

She might be watching you.

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[OOM: Alana and Cassidy take their conversation to her bedroom, where they bare their bodies and souls to each other. He does not call her Doctor in bed.

Warnings for a make out session with some fondling, and ftb sex quickly after that. Warnings also for discussions of emotional manipulation.

Tiny tag Cassidy.]

guppy_sandhu

The circle of chairs is out in the main bar. In the middle are a selection of fruit pies, with a choice of ice cream, or cream, or custard, or none of the above.

Behind the pies are a large sign.

LIFE SUPPORT
OPEN TO ALL

FREE PIE

[ooc: New? Confused? Pup has problems at home? Just want to make new friends or eat free pie? Come join us! All loose tags will be picked up by at least one of the LS team. Open until the next one. Threadhopping encouraged.]

cute_bruiser

After her conversation with Dr Bloom, Molly - now with Kitten soundly asleep in her arms - leaves a note for X-23 with the Bar.

( Hey, X... )

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Alana Bloom takes a long time to screw up her courage. She tells herself that she's only leaving a note--just an inquiry, really--and eventually gathers her wits and figures out what she wants to say.

( Security )

After she drops the note off at the bar, Alana takes a seat there. Bar offers her a latte, and she sips at it gratefully while waiting for someone from Security to respond, her knee jiggling.

[OOC: Open to all, and open forever.]

is_the_motion

Outside on the grass, from the Scout Hut towards the beach, there is bunting and fairy lights and a large banner.

MILLIWAYS THIRD COUNTY FAIR

The fair is here for the whole week, and there's something for everyone, so come along and join us!

[ooc: OPEN TO ALL!
Threadhopping encouraged!

For further details, this post, and this post.

Horticultural show entries are now CLOSED.
Sports threads are now CLOSED.
Stalls/other are OPEN]

guppy_sandhu

The circle of chairs is... not in the bar today, instead there's a sign.

LIFE SUPPORT
OUTSIDE TODAY, ON THE BEACH
FREE FOOD AND A CHAT
CAMPFIRE WITH MARSHMALLOWS

Out on the beach, there is a circle of deckchairs. It's too nice weather today to waste inside. There's also a yummy picnic, and a thermos of tea.

New? Confused? Problems here or at home?
Come and join them!

[ooc: Open until the next one in approx 1 1/2 months (There will be no LS in July due to the fair).
All tags will be picked up by at least one of the LS crew. Threadhopping encouraged! All welcome xx
ETA 23.30: Guppy-mun now heading to bed but will pick up any slows tomorrow]

childofrebellion

Cassian enters the front door pushing it backwards with a sauce pan in his hands and with his shirt sleeves pushed up saying, "Kay, that's not helpful. I know I'm not making it the same way I did before."

He pauses and a metal face tries to peer in and follow him, "Why can't I enter?"

"I don't know but go back in and see if you can get that pilot out of the kitchen," Then Cassian shoos Kay away before turning around, Milliways' timing isn't the best, but there is a kitchen here.

He goes up to the counter, careful of the pot in his hand that's full of the smell of peppers cooking down. At the counter he gets a napkin which he sighs at, "I'm already making dinner on base."

Another one appears as he answers, "Fine but only this once."

Then Cassian goes behind with a few muttered curses in Festian, setting the pot down on a hot plate that appears as he stares at all the bottles. He decides to keep it simple and grabs a beer with something that almost looks like Festian on it before sitting down and stirring his pot to keep it cooking while he does this duty.

Specials
Anything from Corellia
Alderaan beer
Introduce me to something good to eat or drink and your drink's free

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor
OOC: Its my birthday and here's a cooking Captain for everyone. Open for ages.

patterns_bloom

Alana is much more at peace with herself when she steps through the back door of the bar today. She's not unkempt, but she's not as coiffed; Will's place didn't have a blow dryer.

She lingers in the bar for a while, sipping a latte she orders at the counter, and then heads upstairs for a proper shower with conditioner.

childofrebellion

OOM: A complicated mission.

All Cassian wants is to stand under a 'fresher and not listen to orders from anyone for a few hours, maybe even do something other than monitoring. All the parts of his disguised uniform are on his bed, he's only in his shirt and grey pants when he enters Milliways.

As the noise changes, he sighs, this will do for now. He sits down near the fire and orders caf with a shot of rum in it and some waffles, Imperial food somehow is flavorless and filling. He clasps his hands until his drink arrives to hide the small trembles which come and go. Once he's settled, his gaze goes over the main Bar.

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor
OOC: Still open and all other threads happen before Alana's.

patterns_bloom

Alana--in a persimmon blouse with billowy sleeves and a black pencil skirt, the height of fashion of 2013 Earth--is somewhat engaged on her laptop, her latte neglected beside her.

She looks like she's doing some very important work.

She's playing solitaire, and she's bored out of her skull.

Anyone who catches her eye, she glances up and smiles at, looking to start a conversation.

(But not you, Hannibal.)

[tiny tag: Cassian Andor]

collects_strays

There's a stir at the edge of the forest. First rustling leaves, then footsteps scattering the underbrush, then barking, loud and excited and uncontainable. The dogs jump out from the trees, dashing back and forth and circling the man who has just emerged from the forest with them.

Graham crouches down in the grass, arms open. He murmurs to them, mostly "Hey, hey...," over and over, as the dogs keep barking, jumping and tussling a little with each other for room. They're maybe a little impatient that there's seven of them, and Graham only has two hands.

[ooc: Feel free to lend a hand! Open until it scrolls.]

run_barry

Barry is lounging in a comfy chair with a Gameboy. Yes, an actual, beastly grey brick from a bygone era Gameboy.

It's so retro!

It's also been Cisco'd.

Kicked back on the cushions with his long legs hanging over the arm of the chair Barry is playing Tetris, but the game is basically Tetris on crack. It's totally exercise and training for him, testing his cognitive and problem solving abilities at super fast speed.

That's the line he and Cisco used with Dr. Wells and Caitlin, at least, and they actually won the argument with it, so yep, Barry gets to play Tetris and call it hero training.

For once he's being mindfully careful, holding the game over his chest so that he's the only one who can see the screen and no one should be able to see just how fast his thumbs are moving.

He hasn't bothered with ear buds, though, so sorry to anyone who gets the music stuck in their head.

childofrebellion

Cassian's on a sofa with a view of the Bar and he's doing some work but he keeps looking up at the television. In his various travels, he's seen some odd holovids but nothing like what's showing now.

It seems to involve a species that's not Nautolan but tentacled and truly involved. He keeps leaning forward to try and make sense of the plot then back as he has research to do.

Tiny tag: Cassian Andor

guppy_sandhu

In one corner of the room, there is a circle of chairs. Inside the circle is a table, full of warm hot cross buns. The smell of yummy warm buns wafts across the room.

A big sign is on the wall behind the group.

Life Support!

Free Hot Cross Buns!

New? Got worries at home or here? Just want a free bun?
Come and join us!

You didn't need any more chocolate, did you?

[ooc: Open to all. All loose tags will be picked up by at least one of the Life Support Crew. Threadhopping encouraged :)]

has_it

If one sits at a particular table in the bar room, a patron can command a very nearly complete view of the entire room. And there is always something going on or someone doing something interesting.

One of the people is the woman called Hedda Winchell, sitting at that particular table, typing quickly into a sleek little tablet with detachable keyboard. Milliways has been a fascinating occasional distraction, and perhaps it's time to share some of the things she's found so fascinating.

Her attention is split between the tablet and the room, however, so if someone approaches they are sure to catch her eye.

guppy_sandhu

There's already been a fairly big party this week, so Life Support today is a quiet affair.

On the usual table, there is a selection of teas and coffees and snacks.

On another table, nearby, there are packets of seeds, plant pots, bags of dry compost and labels. On this table there is a big sign saying NOT FOOD, just in case.

Behind both tables there is another large sign.

'LIFE SUPPORT
OPEN TO ALL

FREE RELAXING ACTIVITY TODAY - PLANTING SEEDS

ARE YOU NEW? CONFUSED? WORRIES AT HOME OR HERE?
JUST WANT NEW FOOD OR CONVERSATION?

EVERYONE WELCOME!'

[ooc: Open to all. Threadhopping encouraged! Tag in any of the crew, any loose tags will be picked up by at least one of us. Open until the next one.]

guppy_sandhu

It's the first wednesday of the month. Doesn't time fly?

The circle of chairs is today centred around a large chocolate fountain, with warm chocolate pouring deliciously around the edges. Surrounding the fountain are pots of various things to dip in the chocolate or pour it into - sticks for strawberries or marshmallows or pieces of fudge, shot glasses for drinking from, or bananas to drizzle it over.

Just behind the group is a sign:

LIFE SUPPORT
OPEN TO ALL!

NEW? CONFUSED? NEED HELP WITH PROBLEMS HERE OR AT HOME?

WANT FREE CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN?

COME AND JOIN US!

[ooc: Open until the next one. Threadhopping encouraged. All loose tags will be picked up by at least one of the LS crew.]