milliways_bar | Entries tagged with owen davies

[OOM: The tale of Arthur and Guinevere and Lancelot in Fionavar has come to its ending, To the immeasurable relief of Bran, Will, Merriman and the other Guinevere, Arthur, King of the Summer Country, returns home to reclaim his kingdom.

Not long after, Bran also returns home.]

owendavies.livejournal.com

Last Saturday, Owen Davies drove Bran to the Machynlleth train station. Since then he has been working very hard indeed on the farm, and volunteering more than usual at chapel. David and Jen Evans had him to dinner three times, and John Rowlands has been a great support, and there has been plenty of work to do.

At night, though, when Owen comes home, leading Lluchddu into the house, the little cottage is far too still.

If anything, Owen is relieved when he finds Milliways at the other side of his bedroom door.

owendavies.livejournal.com

"There has been nothing odd going on there at all, lately," said Bran earlier this evening.

"That is unusual, isn't it?" said his da.

"Yes, unfortunately," answered Bran. "Would you like to come along with me tonight?"

***

Therefore, Owen and Bran Davies are sitting together at a side table with a pot of tea.

awesome_lilly

Indy and Veronica did Happy Hour together last week. Indy's heard about it ever since, from a deeply (if perhaps a bit theatrically) wounded Lilly. His protest of "but Princess, I've been asking ya to do Happy Hour for ages and you've always said it sounded like too much work" fell on deaf ears, but eventually he figured out how to make it up to her.

Lilly's getting her own Happy Hour. She's behind the bar, chalking up the specials list with a serious look on her face. There's not much that Lilly takes seriously, but alcohol is on the list.

That's why the specials are mostly shots.

Three Stages of Friendship
Virgin Whore
Sweet Flower

She smiles triumphantly up at the board celebrating a few of her favorite things. The liquor bottles are within easy reach. The shot glasses have been washed and lined up. Her skirt is shorter than her apron. This is as close to ready as it gets.

"What up, Milliways? Who wants a drink?"

theravenboy

Owen Davies has prayer meeting tonight, so it is a good night for Bran to come to Milliways. Bran sits on his bed, harp on his lap, and plays the high strange song that has always opened the Milliways door for him. When he reaches the bar, Bran finds a table where he can sit and observe the crowd, his back to the wall.

A little while later, Bran is surprised to hear the same high music beginning to play near the front door. Owen, still dressed for chapel in his second-best suit, his hair neatly combed back, walks into the bar.

[One mun, two characters, one entry post; address either or both.]

mother_lost

[Not exactly OOM:

With Merlion's help, Arthur conducts Guinevere to his kingdom outside of Time.

There are goodbyes, as there could not be before; and introductions, as well.

Though Arthur never enters the bar, some important conversations take place: the passing of the sword Caliburn, to Bran Davies; the reassurance of Arthur's servant, Ulfin; and finally, Guinevere's homecoming.

And in spite of all, the world looks a little brighter.]

mother_lost

[Millitimed to yesterday: After an exchange of notes Monday, Guinevere is assured by Merlion that she is welcome in the summerlands.]

*Time moves on.

When Guinevere comes downstairs, harp tucked in the crook of her arm, she stops at the sight of the door. This is the first time she has been able to see it since she came to the bar, over a year ago, now.

Smiling, she approaches the bar and places the harp on the surface with a murmured thanks. The instrument vanishes, and Bar provides her with a goblet of wine. She takes it to a table near the door and sits, keeping a close eye on the bar's patrons for a white-haired young man.

Tonight, if all goes well -- and for once, Guinevere thinks it will -- she leaves.*

owendavies.livejournal.com

[OOM: After a short detour to John Rowlands' house, Owen tells Bran about his evening at Milliways.]

puckishly.livejournal.com

You know what's a bitch about going incognito?

A shapeshifter will know you every time.

Therefore, when Robin Goodfellow notices a certain conversation taking place, he does what any fine, upstanding fae in his position would do.

He hops up onto a table, clears his throat, and begins to speak.

It’s funny, really, about the Fair Folk: They can be quite the compelling orators when they choose to be. If Puck's voice is thrilling, arresting, if it projects a little too well …

It should come as no surprise, that’s all.

“Friends, fellow patrons … sworn enemies,” he says, and his smile is sweet and sharp.

“Do lend me your ears.

"Tonight, it is my particular honor and my terrible dismay to call to your attention the return of one of our very finest."

From his tabletop platform, he turns cheerfully towards the bar.

"Bar, milady? I do believe a spotlight is in order."

Hopefully, Blodwen's pupils are really good at dilating.

"Fair gentlefolk, Blodwen Rowlands-- known in some elite circles as the White Rider-- joins us once more. I trust that those of you who remember her will do your utmost to repay her in kind."

Another smile, poisonously sweet.

"But do remember: We frown upon violence."

[OOC: Does your character know Blodwen? Does your character have no idea what Puck's talking about? React here! But, uh, mun has an AP test tomorrow, so Puck's unavailable.]

owendavies.livejournal.com

Months, it has been, since Owen Davies heard the music that takes him to Milliways. He is not displeased to hear it now.

He isn't smiling, of course, but he never really does smile, so that's all right.

politestpirate.livejournal.com

Risking the wrath of a 10 year old girl-

If you knew Mary Lennox, you would know how bad that could be-

Wellard is back down in the bar, for the reasons of- out of books to read, getting possible food, and being quite sick and tired of being up in his room to rest. It can be argued, however, as he sits toying with a cup of tea, that he still looks sick and tired, even down in the bar.

[Plot! please ping StarCPenny on AIM before tagging.]

maydaybrat.livejournal.com

There is a Mordred in the bar. No badge, just himself in his black jacket and plan pin-stripped pants.

Just himself, drinking. Not steadily, but not slowly, either.

[ooc: tag may be slow, as mun is very tired. But they will come]

a-fell.livejournal.com

Aziraphael is curled up in a dim booth with a cup of tea, reading some Sayers. (Escapism of the angelic sort). It's probably for the best that this isn't the brightest of spots, because he's really not looking his best - a little pale, perhaps. He looks rather as though he hasn't slept for a week.

He is, as ever, incredibly willing to be interrupted.

Current Mood: drained

owendavies.livejournal.com

The high melody wafting about the doorway, although mostly familiar, seems disembodied, as if no harp is playing it. Indeed, when Owen Davies pushes open the front door, he comes alone, carrying no instrument.

Anyone who has previously spoken to Owen Davies at length might notice something indefinably odd about Owen's posture, and about the lines on his face.

theravenboy

[OOM: After Tuesday night's confrontation with Blodwen Rowlands, Bran and Owen Davies process what they have learned. Contains references to attempted rape, Nyarlathotep dreams, murdered dogs, and the Book of Psalms. Do I need to rate it for woe?]

theravenboy

[OOM: After Bran reclaimed his harp from the lake and went home, Bran and his da had a quiet holiday, and an interesting conversation.]

Harpsong winds through the front of Milliways. Owen Davies holds open the door so that Bran can go through first, and follows after. Both men are dressed in their Sunday best.

Bran goes immediately to the bar, where he receives a gift and a note. As he reads the note, his jaw tightens.

[ooc: Yes, they're both here. Please ping before tagging, though.]

theravenboy

[After this thread (still in progress)]

The six return from the lake area in bedraggled ones and twos. Bran Davies comes back first, drenched and shivering, carrying his golden harp in his arms. He goes directly to the front door to try the handle. The handle turns.

Bran goes home.

owendavies.livejournal.com

[OOM: Back at Clwyd Farm, Owen Davies realizes that Bran is missing. With guest non-appearance by Will Stanton. Rated HR for Horrible Repression.]

theravenboy

[OOM: Back at Clwyd Farm, Bran warns Owen Davies and John Rowlands about some dangers of Milliways.]

Only twice, since the day a year and more ago when Bran and Will pulled the golden harp from the pleasant lake, has Bran Davies come to the bar without it. Always, when he enters the bar, Bran plays a strange high aching melody that sounds almost, but not quite, familiar. He plays that song tonight, as he pushes the front door open.

theravenboy

[OOM: 30 October 1966. Eleven years ago, on Bran and Owen Davies' timeline, an unusual visitor showed up at chapel.

Come on, you all want to see Merriman Lyon impersonating a Methodist minister.]

theravenboy

Owen Davies heard the harpsong in the upstairs hallway and asked politely if he could come along with Bran.

Therefore, both Bran Davies and Owen Davies are walking through the doorway to Milliways now.

[In which Owen Davies demonstrates the presence of a backbone! Accompanied by Bran, Owen listens to Dream of the Endless compliment his son, speaks politely to Mordred and invites Mordred to visit. Owen and Bran talk to Blodwen Rowlands and escape unscathed. Score: Davies 6, Blodwen 3. Also, Bran meets Liz Imbrie [slowtimed].)

theravenboy

[Sometime last week, Guinevere got a shawl from Blodwen Rowlands. It was a comfortable shawl. Really, it was rather too comfortable. Bran found out about the gift and came to Milliways in a wild rage. He lost his temper and control of his magic in front of Blodwen Rowlands and Merriman Lyon.

A day or two after that, Bran returned to Milliways in search of his mother. After a brief detour at Lilly and Mel's housewarming party, he found her.]

theravenboy

[Yesterday, by great abuse of Millitime, Blodwen Rowlands gave the lady Guinevere a shawl in the presence of Owen Davies. Today, Bran Davies found out.]

Bran pushes the door open with one elbow, carrying his harp before him like a shield or a weapon. With his white hair blown into furious tangles, and his cold, cold eyes, he hardly looks human at all. He tilts his head back and forth, as if sniffing the air, turns sharply to one side, and paces to the table where Blodwen and Merriman are sitting.

[Locked to plot; my apologies.]

owendavies.livejournal.com

There is faint, high music around the doorway. Owen Davies enters the bar, wearing a staid, ordinary unfashionable suit. He's just come from visiting a sick member of his congregation.

[Owen meets Paul Stanton. Odd how they seem to be meeting friends of friends at the end of the universe. Elsethread, Owen and Guinevere talk. They are joined by Blodwen Rowlands, who has a gift for Guinevere with certain interesting properties. There is conversation, in which Blodwen says poisonous things in her sweet little voice. The thread is complete now, but will be millitimed to Monday, August 8, 1977 or thereabouts in Owen and Bran's timeline, due to unavoidable mun scheduling issues.]

owendavies.livejournal.com

Owen Davies is dressed for church, in a plain bland grey suit that is well behind the fashion even for 1977, when he enters the bar. He does not look pleased to be there.

[Owen meets new and scary people like Raven, Morgan and Thursday Next. He actually talks to Raven, almost.]