milliways_bar | Entries tagged with gert yorkes

An odd group of women are sitting on comfy leather sofas around a table just underneath the observation window. Helena Bertinelli and Gert Yorkes are sat on one sofa discussing anything and everything from literature to superhero-ing while on the opposite sofa Toshiko Sato is questioning Angelina Johnson about magic.

One mun, four pups. Ping one or ping all.

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Gert is sprawled on a sofa reading one of those really trashy vampire novels that teen girls seem to be going crazy for at the moment* and resisting the urge to throw it against the wall or burn the damn thing.

OL is curled by the fire waiting for Gert to give up on the book so that they can go for a walk by the lake. If OL knows Gert, it's not going to be long before the book finds itself being ripped to shreds.

*kinda like Twilight, only not

[OOC: Car key post for Tumnus (

friend_of_lucy ), open to all.]

laceandarsenic.livejournal.com

Gert and Old Lace are taking a walk around the lake. Or rather, Gert is walking around the lake, OL is taking off after the demon bunnies that roam the grounds of Milliways.

OL seems to be enjoying herself, but Gert is wondering how this weather - an overcast sky, intermittent showers and quite a fair wind - can be considered summer.

jacks-dead.livejournal.com

On a day like today, there's no point in staying inside. So Kyra had her lunch outdoors-- a cheeseburger, which was freaking delicious, and a bit of baklava because she got a taste for it in New Mecca and they have it here.

She briefly considered the beach, but is now at the outskirts of the forest climbing trees. And by 'climbing trees,' in the spirit of full disclosure we must confess we mean 'scaling trees at simian speed, then jumping from branch to branch and using the momentum to achieve impressive aerial gymnastics.'

She sort of misses the adrenaline that she got from doing this hundreds of feet above the floor, in the hole back on Crematoria. But every time she thinks about this, she remembers she can have steak here whenever she wants.

This afterlife rocks.

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A girl and her Deinonychus are in the bar, at a table. Gert has sushi and saki, Old lace has a bucket of raw steak. Company is welcomed.

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It's still slightly chilly outside but sun is shining and OL is suffering slightly from cabin fever so she and Gert have gone for a walk around the lake. This mostly consists of OL running off to investigate interesting smells, sounds and colours while Gert plods along behind, hands in the pockets of her jacket wondering how long it'll take the dinosaur to work off some of it's excess energy. Where, oh where, is Molly when you need her?

[OOC: Mun is on Easter holidays and is very very bored. Tag a pup: save a muns mind :D]

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Gert and Old Lace are eating dinner at a table - well, Gert is at the table, OL is eating raw liver from a bucket on the floor. Gert herself is eating miso ramen and sipping green tea.

They are not adverse to company.

shelley_winters

Shelley appears to have been shot. This is both irritating and inconvenient.

However, she will allow that despite the waiting period, the afterlife is acceptable, the company is pleasant enough, and her wardrobe is similar enough to her normal one as to cause no problems, despite the fact that it leans towards red and black - neither of which are her favourite colour. (Redheads should not wear red a lot, she feels.)

What is causing her consternation is the sudden appearance of a place she has not seen in over a year, and had almost thought she never would again.

You'd be excused for thinking she'd never been here before - let alone lived here - as she stands frozen in the doorway, staring about.

[OOC: Have gone for bedtimes. Slowtimes, as are placeholder tags, are most welcome! ♥]

laceandarsenic.livejournal.com

Gert is curled up on a sofa by the fire, eating popcorn and drinking hot chocolate. Old Lace is at her feet and every so often Gert throws a piece of popcorn at the large dinosaur who catches it in her mouth. Seriously, having Old Lace is just like having a very ;large and scaly puppy.

Current Music: Puke - Eminem

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Gert Yorkes is sat by the fire strumming a guitar she borrowed from the bar. Having some spare time on her hands, what with being bound and all, she decided to teach herself a new instrument. At the moment she is practising chords. She's not doing too badly, for a self taught begginer, but should any one with actual experience wants to give her aby pointers, she wouldn't complain. She also wouldn't complain if anyone wants to say hi.

grimsister.livejournal.com

You know, there's only so much time you can spend watching DVDs, worrying uselessly about Molly and attempting to understand headology. Therefore, Nico slips downstairs - Staff nowhere to be seen, outfit just the casual net skirt-and-bodice-over-babydoll ensemble - to attend to the next most important thing in life.

Coffee.

Spiced latte or toffee frap?

That is the question.

[OOC: ~~Out running - back very soon, though!~~ Back!]

raptorcanaria

Dinah Lance has a thing to do. And this thing for once doesn't involve training, or being poked at. Or running around in fishnets and a wig. In fact, this thing is entriely strange for her, and she's worried she might do it wrong.

She's committed to organising a Disney movie marathon. With people her own age. That hopefully won't be attacked by supervillains or aliens or devolve into chaos and destruction.

In short, Dinah is trying to do something normal, and she's not sure she can. She'll damn well try, though.

So after training out by the lake, she's at a table with a plateful of fries, a book on Disney dating from the 80s, and a notepad, trying to figure out if she'd rather have Cinderella or Sleeping Beauty.

Someone should tell her about movies that will be made in her future.

[Taglets: Dinah Lance, Cassie Lang, Billy Kaplan, Larxene]

[OOC: ILU guys, but I love Descent more. Ditching you all to play Tabletop games! Post stays open and I'll pick up tags tomorrow]

raptorcanaria

[OOM: Hero Worship Part II]

The door to the bar opens, and Dinah comes in -

- no, sorry, the door to the bar opens and the Black Canary comes in, because someone forgot to change.

Picture a young blonde woman with a black leather jacket over her ridiculously low cut bodice, gloves and boots with noticeable cuffs, and nothing on her legs except for fishnet tights. She heads to the bar and orders a lemonade, where she sits, glowing in the satisfaction of a first job done.

[Taglets: Dinah Lance, Hercules]

laceandarsenic.livejournal.com

Gert and Old Lace are in the bar eating dinner: Sushi for Gert and a bucket of raw steak for the dinosaur.

They are totally botherable.

friend_of_lucy

The warmth of Summer is strange now, the Winter of Narnia feels so close as Tumnus sits drinking his tea and watching the wall where his door should be.

laceandarsenic.livejournal.com

Anyone who knows Gert might say she's been acting strangely the past few days. The usually serious, sarcastic and often downright broody teen has been relaxed, cheerful and pleasant. Even her dinosaur is starting to get worried. While there isn't anything technically wrong with Gert, it is very unusual to see her quite so... well. Happy.

It's for this very reason that OL has been trying to stay out of Gert's way. Easier said than done when you share a psychic link. Of course, Gert thinks she's acting perfectly normally and that theres something wrong with the dinosaur , which is why Gert is trying to coax OL out from her hiding place under one of the booths with a box of donuts.

snugglesoft

There is a small, cuddly, soft two-foot tall teddy bear wandering the bar today. He's cheerful and smiling and accompanied by the smell of freshly laundered clothes.

He might be looking for something. He might just be wandering aimlessly. It's kind of hard to tell, with teddy bears.

[OOC: If all your character needs/wants is a "drive-by" hug from Snuggle (like this one), this is the post to tag. I'll pick them up as I can, but feel free to assume you've been hugged once you've tagged. The bear will be around later for a proper EP. Thanks, y'all!]

[tiny tags: eirene, snuggle bear, snuggle plot]

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Gert is sitting at the bar eating a breakfast that consists of a packet of Oreos and a glass of milk, while Old Lace munches her way through roughly a dozen boxes of stale Krispy Creme donuts. Mmmm. Tasty.

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Gert was getting cabin fever. No doubt about it. Being stuck in her room, staring at the same four walls was driving her crazy. She had to get out of that room so she's come downstairs hoping for a quiet meal, maybe a conversation or two and a nice long walk by the lake to burn off some of OL's pent up energy.

She hadn't realised that the bar had been over run with small people and a full scale tag battle was taking place inside the bar. Gert, not really being all that at ease with small people, has retreated to a corner to eat, but O.L. is watching the game with wide amber eyes.

"Hey, I know what you're thinking and the answer is no. Those kids would kill you. Seriously."

laceandarsenic.livejournal.com

OOM: Gert and Chase are cute at each other ~~AKA Lauren throws Charlotte in at the deep end~~

{ooc: We have a new Chase mun. You all know her. Charlotte, who plays Guppy and Shufti, has taken him on and this here is her first thread playing him. Be nice to her. It's my job to be mean ;)}

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Hello Bar!

Hello Gert!

Hello Old Lace!

What are you eating? Oh! It's a cheeseburger! And a bucket of raw steak for Old Lace! That looks very tasty, Gert.

Where are your friends today? You don't know? Oh dear. Poor Gert. Perhaps you could make some new friends! Shall we see who's around?

In other words: Gert inna bar. Have at.

undignified

There's a pilot behind the Bar. And a message on the Specials board:

Free drinks for the singers

Heh. Wes is amused.

grimsister.livejournal.com

For once, Nico doesn't have the Staff of One either ready to hand, and also doesn't feel the constant need to reach for the switchblade. She's been chatting with Nanny, which also seems to be a lesson in itself at times, relaxing with the others, apart from Xavin, who she's been avoiding as quietly as possible, and all in all feels pretty okay with the world.

That means she's tucked up in an armchair against the hellish and unnatural cold outside, redoing her nails with the blackest black nail polish Bar could supply.

Apart from the slightly chemical smell, all is well.

nothawkingbird.livejournal.com

(OOM: Millitimed some after her cold: Kate went back to New York to check on health, and meet with her friends. And there were some discoveries.)

Kate walked in through the Front Door, dressed in simple spring attire of light jacket over buttoned down blouse and good jeans, and looked annoyed. The conversation with Tommy did not go well at all. Though at least the property damage was minimal with Billy's efforts and magic. She knew it was going to be ugly, but hadn't expected him to take off to possibly the Catskills to cool off. She just hoped he'd calm down eventually, and flopped unceremoniously at a table.

Her dad's publishing firm for a distraction? :D

blackholesandrevelations

John never left a note for Allana...he instead found her when she came in next and explained Sarah's situation to her. Allana's smart. She understood.

And only sniffled a little. But then John distracted her with the prospect of building a snowman. And that worked incredibly. They got the proper outerwear and bundled up before John picked the little girl up and took her outside.

It's where they are now, outside, building a snowman. John's impressively covered in snow, and Allana's very diligently patting more and more snow onto the snowman's body.

(So far, it looks more like a snowewok).