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The Door opens. A reddish half-grown standard poodle puppy dashes through, followed by a length of leash, followed by YT. The puppy is totally psyched to SNIFF ALL THE THINGS, and YT has to make a determined effort to avoid being dragged around on the end of the leash.

"Stella! Stella, heel," YT instructs.

The puppy - Stella - complies, albeit with a big dose of guilt-inducing Sad Puppy Eyes. YT gives it a couple of seconds, then starts walking around the perimeter of the room, gently tugging the leash to indicate that Stella should come with her. It's only fair to let Stella sniff things, but she has to behave herself and do it on YT's terms. Which means no, Stella, you can't chew on the elf dolls.

YT herself is dressed festively in - from the feet up - ankle-high faux-fur-lined boots, jeans, and an ugly Christmas sweater with an unbuttoned red trench coat over it. The coat has lots of pockets, just the way YT likes it, but most of them are hidden. YT's also wearing a backpack with various Christmas gifts for her Milliways pods.

[OOC: See this back room post for the people on YT's Christmas list. If you tag this post you will get your gift in person. Otherwise she will leave it at the Bar for you.]

notapilot

It's that time again. Sam puts up the notice on the board and leaves flyers with Bar (as well as asking her politely to translate for anyone who asks).

Fight Club Outback tonight:
Rules are simple
1-Fight friendly; this is for testing skills not grudges
2-Be honest with skills and abilities
3-Break off the fight if it's getting serious
4-Square areas are for sparing with weapons
5-Circle areas are for sparing hand to hand
6-Any area (square or circle) that also has a triangle is for teaching

There are enchanted/high tech weapons available for use that will heal when they strike. (Weird, yes, but I've tested them so I know it's true.)
Security and Infirmary staff are present, but please try not to need us. This is for fun and not grudges.

[OOC: See this backroom post for OOC rules. Feel free to contact me via DM if you have questions or concerns.]

basic_powers

Today, Tyler's doing his usual routine for staying in Bar. There the hour spent outside during the early morning working on the katas Ray taught him, and a few of the other forms for other blades that he's picked up from patrons over the years. Then it's feeding, followed by a long session of 'Trying to wear out the Cyber Raptor' via launching the little beast's favorite chain ball long distances via homemade slingshot. A tired micro cyber raptor is a well-behaved one.

He's botherable at just about any point, so chat up the perfectly normal looking boy outside or snarfing down his breakfast of alien foodstuffs at the Bar.

basic_powers

Somedays, the only the response to things being crappy back home is to go out and let off some steam. So, he's outside doing training katas with a pair of very strange looking swords. Well, really he's switching between the black one and the dullish-white one, since while he has seen some great instructors come and go here in Milliways...double-weapon fighting was not overly explored.

Generally though, when the white weapon is swapped out through the swordkind strife specibus he is muttering an especially vehement set of words. What the words are varies quite a bit, sometimes it's 'Way of the Spark' sometimes it's just cursing.

basic_powers

There's a rush of clattering from inside of the kitchen doors as a certain someone hurriedly gets everything set in order to DO THE THING. It has been way too long since Beauford had a Dual Tending, and being several minutes late isn't helping him any tonight.

The smells coming from inside of the kitchen might be...because there's the tang of good barbeque sauce drifting out from those double doors. All smoke and sweet and a faint hint of spice...

HAPPY HOUR!
Get your food and drink on!
==MEALS==
=Pork=
Caralized Onion Smoked BBQ ribs with sweet potato home fries
Rosemary Pork Roast with garlic mashed potatoes

=Beef=
Asian Steak and Noodle salad (flank steak, seared, marinated, sliced and served on a bed of semsame-ginger-lime noodles with mint, cilantro and peach slices)
Beef Stroganoff: beef tips in a creamy mushroom sauce with thick egg noodles

=Chicken=
Mother-and-Children Donburi (Chicken and egg on rice with pickled veggie side)
Chicken Salad on a toasted Croissant with dill pickle and veggie chips

=Vegetartian=
Forest Veggie Risotto with parmesan cheese (white asparagus, portabella mushrooms, carrots and leek)
Homestyle Four Cheese Mac and Cheese (Parmesan, Cheddar, Gouda and Mascarpone)

=OTHERS=
Skullkicker stew: The hearty stew with just a bit of every kind of meat save the fowl and fish, and plenty of hearty potatoes and veggies! Stock made with apple cider and dark beer!
Godzilla Chili: Available in mere mortal and full furnace spicyness levels.
WARNING: WE ARE NOT JOKING ABOUT THE FULL FURNACE PEOPLE.

==DRINKS==
Watermelon Mojito
Aztec Chocolate Martini
Lemon Lavender Cheesecake Martini
Masked Vigilante

-Half off all tap beers and ciders-
-Eat a bowl of Godzilla Chili at full furnance without flinching and all your drinks tonight are free!-

Your tender is: Beauford Tannen

With a hasty flourish, the harried 20-something man signs his name onto the chalkboard and sets out the tip jar with a heavy clunk.

Soup's ON!

thekidfrombrooklyn

Steve walks into the bar, looking like a man who's just gotten the biggest prize on the fairway.

This is not a look he wears often.

He sits at the bar and spends a minute or two scanning the room, looking for familiar faces.

(A familiar face. One in particular.)

Not seeing it, his look turns wry, and he finally turns to the bar to order.

"I'm not sure what I want, Bar. I just want something that tastes like home."

basic_powers

[Inside Milliways Kitchens-IMK: Learning experiences are awesome. Even if there are more secrets flying about than a roomful of spies.

If you look closely there may be a recipe hidden somewhere...]

littleyellowboxes

The front door opens. There's sounds of chaos and a firefight from outside, shouts, and a vaguely squishy THUNK.

Then a BOOM loud enough to rattle the silverware on the nearest tables.

"Ha! Maybe that'll learn ya!"

Continued gunfire suggests that it has not, in fact, learned them. Moments later, the world famed mercenary DEADPOOL staggers into the bar. He's tall! Strong! Manly!

Oh god, he's a little on fire. And possibly covered in blood.

It's fine. That's why the outfit is red!

"Cool! Hallucinatory bar." He manages to haul himself up onto a bar stool, and promptly stares off into space. Not that you can tell with the mask.

no_more_hiding

The period of observation is over and Hank has been released from the Infirmary. Truth to tell, he's a little nervous to face people, despite what Guppy has told him of his alternate self, but stopping Shaw is more important than his fears. And so he is outside stretching and working to loosen his muscles.

Once he's feeling looser, he goes for a jog around the lake, running with a slow pace at first but eventually working up to a pace likely around 30mph. It's about time to find out just what his body can do after all.

After some lunch, he'll be at the warrior training ground and testing his balance on the various structures.

Finally, he'll be inside getting some food after such a long day working his body. Despite his misgivings, he's impressed with just his body can do.

[OOC: Hank is being a busy body but feel free to catch him stretching by the garden, running about the lake, at the training grounds, or inside getting food; just let me know where you want to catch him.]

basic_powers

So it's Scottish November outside, and most sane people would not be making a jogging circuit around the lake right about now. Beauford Tannen is not one of those people.

As it stands he's only passingly normal, and just waiting around for someone to show up. He did promise to help with some lessons today, after all. Once he's done with the jog, it'll be back into the bar for him. Botherable either outdoors or in.

heatherandsteel

The last couple of weeks in Milliways have been odd and Quentin's trying to not think too hard about some of the weird.

Milliways isn't a smart place to have a crush so he's on the couch with some sweet potato fries and a book. He's also keeping an eye out for anyone he knows.

basic_powers

(AU Info: Once upon a comic book page...)

Beauford exits the bar all the time, nothing really exciting about that. The interesting bits is that five seconds later he's coming back into the Bar wearing a completely different suit, rather strict haircut and stops dead inside of the door.

Just for a second, before he hitches his shoulders in a shrug and walks through the threshold. Now here's something even he doesn't see every day. It's not quite a code 084 but it IS going to make for a very interesting field report.

Making his way to the Bar and settling down onto a barstool to watch.

Just to watch for a while.

basic_powers

This morning, after sneaking into Milliways from the boys' room at school, Tyler took a good look at the calender on the notice board and the date coming up on it. After spending the better part of over a year Bound in the Bar, he reeeeeally doesn't want to spend more than a few hours here. Tops. But.... there's a friend's birthday coming up and he's not gonna be here then.

He's glancing at his door, which is still where it belongs, and thinking about how to pull off something, while still taking care of the pet monster he came here to feed.

Hrmm.

(mun is around until 8:30pm central time, after that it's gonna be slowtimes. ~~Not passing up a chance for Drive-in movies Avengers:2 and Jurassic World~~ There is no Avengers:2 showing.)

is_the_motion

Bonnie is standing at the notice board, with a box of shiny metal pin badges, and a big sign.

ATTN SCOUTS

You have been allocated into two equal teams for games and challenges. These are known as Patrols and they are designed so that nobody gets left out (but don't let it stop you hanging out with people on the other team should you desire).

( Patrol Lists )

Once you have found yourself on the list, please help choose your team name from the selection of attached badges (or make your own) and communicate it to me or your PL.
If you want to be a Patrol Second please see me.

Bonnie

P.s. if you are going camping this week, I suggest you use your patrols to draw up a kitchen duty/firewood/water-fetching rota, even if you don't use them for tents.'

Bonnie pins the photo of the badges to choose from on the board, then sits nearby with her box of jingly pins.

( Badges! )

wee_mad_arthur

There are a lot of guilds in Ankh-Morpork. Some of them, most particularly the Ratcatchers, do not like Wee Mad Arthur very much. He considers this a sign that he's doing his job well, or at least he used to back when rat sales to the dwarven restaurants around town were his primary source of income. A Watchman's pay these days does him just as well, so it hasn't really been an issue for a while.

On the other hand, the Guilds that have to do with clothing, particularly leather and furs, have been offering some interesting prices lately.

Which is why someone alert enough to goings-on about six inches off the ground will note a tiny humanoid figure in ratskin trousers, wearing a pair of even tinier bandoliers, periodically stomping across the floor of the main Bar and out to the back. More likely they will notice the reverse some time later, if only because a deceased or at least severely unfortunate demon bunny being hauled through the Bar and out the front door into the streets of Ankh-Morpork tends to be a bright enough red, orange, plaid, or otherwise interestingly furred colour to catch even the most jaded eye.

He'll stop at the Bar for a drink or two after he's hit his quota for the day. We'd say talk to him whenever you like, but people seem to enjoy having intact kneecaps, so it's probably best to wait until then.

basic_powers

Happy Hour!
because this bartender fancies himself a cook!

Specials!
Soups
Godzilla Chili - Mere Mortal or Full Furnace
French Onion Soup
Butternut Squash Bisque

Entrees with your choice of sides
Steak Sandwiches
Bison Burgers
Chef's secret BBQ ribs (does not come with secret)

Drinks
Lemon Lavender Cheesecake Martini
Aztec Chocolate Martini
Moon Shadow - Blueberry soda, moonshine and vanilla ice cream
Revenant - Espresso, heavy cream and anise liquor

DEALS!!!!
Be a guinea-pig for one of the chef's 13 test recipes for ice cream! - 25% per flavor, max of three flavors
Ray's Green Stuff- 50% off

With a little flourish on the last special Beauford almost cackles before turning around to face Bar. "You g'wan and take a rest Miss Bar, I'll handle things for a few hours." He says fondly, patting the wooden surface gently. There was no napkin.

He was just ready.

flashoflightning

Bart's brain is... weird. Like, he couldn't tell you where he came from, if he always had his powers or if it was just a thing that happened. But he remembers everything since the first time he woke up just fine. He knows facts, random shit about life in general, just not his life.

He has no memory of ever having gone to school, but he must have at some point because when Oliver lays down the law that he has to at least try to get his GED, there's plenty of stuff that seems familiar. Like he'd learned it before. But then there's stuff that's totally new, or maybe he he just really sucks at. Bart's sitting in a booth with a practice quiz on the latter, getting increasingly irritable while he stares at questions he should know how to answer. Eventually, he just snaps, hits Critical Frustration Mass. His pencil slams into the paper hard enough that the point breaks off. "Just remember something, you useless piece of - "

His head thunks against the table before he can finish that sentence.

bloodyvirgo

It's that time of year where her human compatriots either bedeck felled trees with shiny lights and baubles, light candles on a multi-pronged candlestick, and various other traditions. So, as the celebrations come to a head, Kanaya brings an armload of wrapped presents for her human friends.

( Adrian Shephard, Ellen Park, The Vance-Freemans, and anyone else friendly with the trolls. )

heatherandsteel

The door opens again to Quentin who quickly disguise himself in a magical scent of heather and steel as he curses, "Maeve's tits, your timing is awful."

There are scratches on his cheek and hands, he and Raj were sparring in Goldengreen when Toby and the Duke entered. He had been meaning to get ready to head back to Shadowed Hills, not here. That's why he's grumbling as he heads towards the counter, as long as he's here, he can wash his face.

Tiny tag: Quentin (October Daye)

whipped_weapon

There is a pair of tall, black skinned elves at one of the longer tables. One is in armor,metal and spidersilk, fully armed. He's relaxed, but is clearly trying to see if there is anyone he knows in the Bar.

The second dark elf is in lighter traveling gear, leather and fabric. He's talking to his companion, a pale skinned, golden haired elf in green and silver armor.

They're sharing the table with a young elven woman with (for now) dark hair, clad in elaborate, expensive Tudor dress. She seems to be playing with a sort of mist very moodily. She's had a fairly annoying day serving as a handmaiden to the Princess Mary Tudor, and is feeling somewhat rebellious.

She's making things out of the mist right now...for a given value of 'thing', since she specializes in living constructs. She's got a fairly large stock of it, but she will eventually run out.

Apparently, they all came in through the same door, this time around.

(Botherable. Slow time, though.)

basic_powers

Chances are good that tonight's happy hour is getting a bit of a rush set-up tonight. Someone said they weren't feeling up to making the shift, someone else volunteered to cover. That'd be Beauford, putting a few different decks of cards on top of the bar with one or two board games before leaning out to write all of the specials on the board.

Happy hour!!

Dinner Specials

=Sandwiches=
(with choice of chips or your choice of sides)

Avocado, Goat cheese and Cheddar Grilled cheese on sourdough (bacon optional!)

Pesto Chicken and mushroom pannini

Thai Quesadilla: Kim chee, goat cheese, basil, peanut sauce and sesame chicken in a tortilla

Sides

Chef's Spring mix salad: Mixed greens, dried cranberries, celery, broccoli and bell peppers tossed around in balsamic vinegerette

Garlic Roasted Brussel sprouts with dipping butter!

Spicy sweet potato baked fries

Steamed veggie medley

Desserts
ICE CREAM
(get your food order 20% off if you guinea pig for one of the five experimental batches)

DRINKS
It's what you came here for

Arctic Red
Cranberry vodka, Sugar, Lime peel, Soda water, Lemon

Moon Shadow
Blueberry soda, black raspberry vodka with a scoop of vanilla ice cream and a shot of ever clear (optional)

Revenant
Espresso with steamed cream, anise liquor, whiskey and Bailey's irish cream

ALL CIDERS Buy one Get One half-off

All shots two for one

Pick up a board game, find a partner and have at folks!

Current Mood: chipper

slayer_fray

When we say Mel comes flying through the door, we mean it literally, but it's nowhere near as impressive as she'd like it to appear. Her shoulder blades hit the door with a force hard enough to send it flying back on its hinges and smack against the bar wall. If you looked out of that door at the time, you might catch sight of the vampire that hit her, holding her scythe in his hands, eyes glowing yellow in a way vampire eyes are not meant to glow.

But it's more likely your attention will be distracted by the flying Slayer, who lands on the floor hard on her upper back, knocking out what breath she'd manage to regain after that punch. Or the bood splatter from her nose, which flies across the room far more gracefully than she herself can manage

Mel doesn't keep her eyes off the door. She scrambles to her feet and wipes the blood from her nose angrily before thrusting her hand backwards at the person standing just at the edge of her peripheral vision.

"Weapon!" she barks.

You'd better give her something.

unglitched

President von Schweetz is up in the rafters of Milliways.

She's got a pocket full of jelly beans which she is occasionally chucking at people's heads, just for the heck of it.

(No, she didn't learn a damn thing from the Krampus incident, why do you ask?)

[tinytag: Almanzo Wilder]

anti_kringle

Out by the lakeshore, among the frost-rimed rushes, there is a creature at dusk which you might see from the corner of your eye, tall and long-furred, ungainly and rough, with long horns, skulking.

[[OOC: Establishing post; not for tagging -- reaction tags welcome!]]

unglitched

It is the day after the Winter Solstice, making it properly "winter" as it is understood in America. Likewise, in the simulated Scotland behind Milliways, there's a substantial layer of snow coating the ground. The snow is wet enough to keep its shape, but not wet enough to melt and slump--perfect for a young girl to build a charming snowman.

And then beat the crap out of it using various martial-arts moves.

...wait, what?