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born-running.livejournal.com

Luke, in his general exploration of Milliways, happened to wander outside and discover it's snowing. There's a thick layer on the ground already and more on its way down. His coat isn't exactly suited for this type of weather, but he doesn't go back inside because it's snow and it's brilliant and he's never seen snow before.

{Right, then, you lot. One post for snowball fighting, as promised. Build forts, gain allies, launch sneak attacks, hop threads, have fun, and may God have mercy on my inbox.

EDIT: Mun is sick and off for tea and sleep. Will tag tags tomorrow if wanted, carry on with the mad fun! :D (Any threads with Luke in just progress as if he's there.)}

stilljustandrew

*Andrew Wells steps into the bar, and abruptly loses about two feet of height. That's the only change he notices immediately; the larger and tougher (and suddenly bare) feet will be the next thing.*

*The clothes, about a second or two after that. And the fine silver chain hanging around his neck.*

... oh, grife, is it Halloween already?

tookfoolery.livejournal.com

Pippin sits on his feet in a too-large chair, looming over a tremendous slice of pie on the tabletop.

~~Cue Jaws theme.~~

From the way he smiles at it, you'd think it was an old friend.

[OOC: Very plot-locked; sorry!]

stubborn-annie.livejournal.com

Annie has been fiddling with a few of the recipes she tested out last month, and today she intends to get her particular tweaks and changes validated. The sour cherry tarts have been upgraded to a full-on couple of pies, and she has taken the time to work up a small sign giving her name, the name and location of her bakery, and the recipe for the pies. She sets the pies down on one of the tables, gets some empty plates and flatware from the Bar, and sits down behind the pies before putting up the sign.

And before putting up the other sign, which reads:

If you suffer any peculiar magical effects such as memory loss, body swapping, power issues, etc. after eating the pie, please contact me or Sgt. Harry Wells immediately, because that means someone's playing silly buggers. I haven't got magic.

Possibly not the most reassuring sign, but this is Milliways.

tookfoolery.livejournal.com

Peregrin Took is a very dignified hobbit.

This is why he dashes through the door, looking over his shoulder -- and immediately trips and goes down in a tangle of legs, scarf, cloak, and vegetables. Cabbages, carrots, potatoes, and a couple of mushrooms go rolling across the floor, lodging themselves under tables, in the middle of the floor, and quite possibly underfoot.

With a huff, young Pippin starts to lever himself up -- and then he stares dumbly at the floorboards directly under his nose. He looks up, and a wide grin blossoms. He had begun to think he would never again stumble through the door into this place with magically appearing food and strange Big People (but mostly magically appearing food).

Thoroughly pleased to be proved wrong, Pippin sets about chasing down his escaped vegetables, with an occasional, "Hoy, you! Get back here!" as a cabbage rolls away from him.

tookfoolery.livejournal.com

Pippin blinks as the door swings open. Merry has gone back to Brandy Hall and he is alone today, which is why he pauses in the door a moment. He glances over his shoulder, appearing uncertain. Looks at the bar.

He grins from ear to ear.

The hobbit makes his way through the bar, dodging Big Folk as he goes. With a little effort, he manages to climb onto a stool that is too tall for him. He tells the Bar gleefully, "Mushrooms, please!"

A plate of said mushrooms appears.

Pippin sets to demolishing his second breakfast with a will.

[~~As a side note, mun will be here until 2:30 EST. Beyond that, will have to slowtime for a few days.~~ Gone! Will pick up slowtimes Wednesday or Thursday!]

the-woodpecker.livejournal.com

There's no real sign that a party went on yesterday; the loompas made an exception and got busy outside once most patrons headed in to sleep.

It's much like it was yesterday.

Hot sun. Warm water. Abundant food. Unending drink.

And a certain air of lassitude that only an entire weekend of lying around in the sun can bring.

If you haven't yet joined the party, you might as well. We're only just getting started.

tookfoolery.livejournal.com

Despite what the farmers of the Shire may mutter, Meriadoc Brandybuck and Peregrin Took are two thoroughly helpful hobbits.

When the table ran short of biscuits, Merry volunteered their services to fetch more, as it was, after all, Frodo's party (and Bilbo's, even if Bilbo had been gone these past ten years), and Frodo ought to stay with his guests. Pippin, laughing at a particularly good joke of Fatty Bolger's, was not best pleased at being volunteered. He shot his older cousin a look of pure confusion, but obediently followed. Merry explained the plan rather easily: they would fetch the biscuits from the kitchen, and as they were being so helpful, Frodo certainly wouldn't mind if his favorite cousins liberated a pie or two, would he now? Pippin beamed and nodded, for Merry was right, of course, and they tramped through Bag End.

"-- They are simply more succulant and better for cooking, roasting, or plain eating. There's no use arguing it, Pip," Merry declares authoritatively.

"Yes, there is!" says an indignant Pippin. "Tuckborough mushrooms are hardier than Farmer Maggot's, too, and they--" He steps through the doorway into the kitchen and stops short, eyes flying open wide. "... Merry?"

"Yes, Pip?" Merry asks, equally stunned.

Gaping at all the Big Folk, Pippin says, "We're in a tavern."

"... Yes, Pip."

Pippin finally looks back to his cousin, confusion writ large across his face. "... Bag End has a tavern in its kitchen?"

"It does seem so, Pip."

Two curly-headed tweenage hobbits stare at Milliways Bar in awe.

[OOC: As of 2 AM, at least one of us has to sleep. Slowtimes are love! Thank you! :D!]

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