Happy Hour

Oct. 29th, 2012 06:09 pm
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Carol was only trying to be helpful when she blasted the door down and she did try to fix it, but she's really much better at engine repair than carpentry. The door is at least back on it's hinges, sort of, though it's possibly a bit lopsided, and the doorknob is definitely bent—but if you thump it, then turn it with enough force, it still works.

Really, it shouldn't come as surprise when a napkin from Bar pops up in front of her.

"But I fixed it!"

Another napkin.

"Okay, fine. But no booze."

Carol barely pauses to contemplate her specials.


Specials

Root Beer
Root Beer Float
Bacon Cheeseburger


It's always best to keep it simple.



[ooc: Okay, though the storm rages on I still have power, but if I disappear suddenly, it's gone, and I'll pick threads back up whenever I can!]

[ooc: And I'm calling it a night. Thanks for the threads, everyone! I will hopefully be back in the morning to tag up on slows.]
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Kate wanders downstairs, tiredly running a hand through her hair. The instant she reaches the landing, she finds her fingers brushing cold fiberglass rather than soft hair.

She blinks.

Glancing down at her outfit, she can't help but be grateful that she's actually covered up this year. Perhaps the Bar took pity on her after the night she's had. Still, she isn't sure she gets it.


One USAF pilot in flight suit at the Bar. With a sudden, strange itch to go flying.


[ooc: I declare this open forever, given how late it's actually going up. Tags welcome anytime. ^__^]
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It's Halloween.

And while Barbara works pretty hard to keep from getting her hopes up as the day approaches each year, she's only ever partially successful. Disappointment is a hard thing, of course, but as each year comes and she's not disappointed, it's hard not to anticipate just a bit.

So if she's smiled a bit more, and laughed a bit more, and generally seemed more approachable over the past few days (maybe even enough for some people to remark on it), she can't really be blamed for it.

And, once again, she is not disappointed.

At this very moment there is a slightly built woman with red hair and costume infused with bright yellow perched on the bar. Her legs swing freely over the edge and she seems to be taking long sips from her milkshake as she has an energetic conversation with her seat. Napkins and happy observations fly back and forth.

If she seems a bit giddy, or a bit flushed, it's likely due to the fact that she only recently sat down, and that until she did she was essentially frolicking around the bar. It took the form of gratuitous gymnastics and a few trips up and through the rafters, but it looked an awful lot like frolicking. Though, of course, the woman will deny that it was any such thing.

And, by her expression, she'll probably be back to it shortly, so if you want to talk to her, better catch her quick. And if you want to frolic yourself? Well, she probably won't object to company.

[Open until it falls off the page. And even after, if you like!]
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It's been over a week in the bar since Black Canary and Green Lantern came into the bar looking for volunteers for a battle, but for them, it's only been a matter of hours, which is porbably why Dinah is stumbling slightly in her heels and fishnets - exhustion.

"I'm getting a drink," she's saying to Hal as they come through. "Oh, hell with it, I'm getting the entire bar a drink. MILLIWAYS. Drink on me!"

And then she's making a bee line for the nearest table.

[OOC: Two pups, two muns, tag either! Open forever.]
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[Out of Milliways: The Appellaxians' invasion might have been stalled, but there's still a hard choice for the heroes to make, and their decision will tell the world (and beyond) whether the Justice League is truly worthy of the name.]
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Sometimes, even when you have all the resources available in the world, the need stretches those resources just a little but more than there is for them to go. Such it is when defending the entire world from an alien invasion. Even when you have the entire world's population of superheroes at your disposal, sometimes you still end up with a shortage of people for all the jobs at hand.

Hal thinks it was his idea. Dinah thinks she's humouring him by letting him think that.

Anyway, the door to the bar opens with a flash of green light, through which the noise of battle can just be heard, and into the bar step Green Lantern and Black Canary, fully costumed and in full hero mode.

"Attention Milliways," Canary says loudly. "We need volunteers for a save-the-world mission and we need them now!"

[Plot locked for participants, sorry! Open to notice.]
[identity profile] overcame-fear.livejournal.com
Clayface is the sort of perp a Green Lantern usually leaves for one of Earth's other heroes, but Hal will say this for him: he can really pack a punch. Which Hal always appreciates, because there's nothing like getting socked a good one to make you feel like a fight's really worth it.

And even Hal's never been punched so hard he landed in another dimension. It was nice of the Landlord to open the Door for him, but Hal has to flip himself in mid-flight to avoid knocking over two tables, not to mention the full beers resting on them, which would really have been a shame.

Almost cat-like, he lands on his feet and hands, skidding across a good portion of the bar, his head already pointed toward the Door as his right foot comes to rest on a conveniently placed pillar, the better to launch himself right back through the Doorway. Hal grins as he balls his right hand into the fist he's going to plant right between those beady little eyes--or their nearest equivalent.

Hal's body tenses, and he's just about to hurl himself forward--when the Door shuts. Hal blinks, and he stands up, giving Bar a confused look.

"Hey, I was... in the moment."

Bar, of course, says nothing. So a (slightly befuddled) Hal finally shrugs and walks over to her to order a... He looks down, still in his uniform. Maybe they have Gatorade?

At least he knows Clayface isn't going anywhere. But that Landlord can really be a buzzkill.
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It's not often that this particular redheaded woman is seen in the bar with anything on the table in front of her other than a laptop, but there are apparently exceptions to all trends because today the laptop is closed and set to the side so that there's room for the massive plate of pasta in front of her. Spaghetti carbonara with a huge crusty piece of Italian bread, still steaming from the oven.

And boy is it good. Barbara's eyes are half-closed in pleasure as she actually lets herself relax. Well, sort of relax. As close as she gets.
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It's easy to ignore stress and mistrust at home when you have a garden and a springtime to throw yourself into at the Bar.

To say Dinah is hiding out in bar would be entirely accurate. Still, she has plenty to buusy herself.

She's jst placed a freshly cut flower in the centre of your table, for one. Say thank you.
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[Out of Milliways: Nothing alleviates inter-team awkwardness like being betrayed by another teammate]
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It's still cold outside, and it's getting colder in Gotham, too. There is one surefire remedy for this: hot cider with lots of honey!

Dinah's throat is a weapon. That means there's any excuse for honey-loaded hot cider.

The dim sum is just because she likes it.
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[OOM: A Less Than Perfect Day

It's bad enough that the Justice League find themselves fooled by a dangerous illusion. But to have to be rescued by Superman?

And then when they try to offer him a seat at their table, well....]
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[OOM: A Less Than Diplomatic Day

Still smarting from their encounter with Superman, the Justice League head for Star City, looking for a dangerous alien.

The problem is, lately, the JLA is making more troubles for one another than they are for anyone else. Then again, there's always Green Arrow....]
[identity profile] overcame-fear.livejournal.com
The Door flies open and into the bar strides a Green Lantern.

This is not a subtle thing, but then GL probably couldn't do subtle even if he wanted to, and -- surprise! -- he doesn't want to.

He is happy to be here, though. Bar has the best coffee this side of Oa, even if he's still not sure exactly which side of Oa this place is on.





[Making a run to the grocery but will be back soon for any tags. =D ]
[identity profile] twiceahero.livejournal.com
Barbara Gordon looks... well, like she usually looks. Laptop, coffee, concentration.

But underneath that she's a mixture of pleased and anxious. Things had gone well in Gotham. They weren't out of the woods yet, and she hadn't had a chance to talk to Steph (or had been avoiding that chance), but she thinks things are going well.

Which might explain the subtle little grin on her face.

Chalk one up for the good guys.
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[OOMs; the Gotham Billionaire Club edition:

The Justice League have something to say to Simon Carr
Then Dinah has something more important for her universe's Bruce Wayne]


She's rubbing at a crick in her neck as she enters, her thoughts not really in the bar with her buit with her friends back home - can they really be friends if they have so many secrets from each other? Can they really be a team if there's something they don't know? Is she kidding herself about that spark between her and the Flash?

Meh.

What Dinah wants now is a beer, a meal, and to hang out with people who are decidedly less complicated than costumed superheroes.
[identity profile] overcame-fear.livejournal.com
There's a young Green Lantern in the bar, and man, is he happy about that. Hal still isn't sure which Sector of the universe this place is in--his Ring doesn't seem much help at all when it comes to that question--but he knows it's not in Sector 2814, so he's off the hook.

Even a dedicated GL likes to kick back and relax now and then. He strides over to the bar, orders a coffee (still in uniform, after all), and takes a seat.
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[OOM: The Sum of Their Parts

The Justice League have their very first team up!
It involves the dismantling of the Justice League itself. Although not in the way you'd imagine.]
[identity profile] overcame-fear.livejournal.com
[OOM: Young Hal Jordan gets a hard lesson about the price you sometimes pay for spending too much time being a first-year superhero.]
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[In a different universe entirely:

OOM: A first official meeting brings a few surprises.]

[Plot!tag: JLA: Year One]