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Sep. 29th, 2006 09:59 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png){kind=small}
eldorne-girl.livejournal.com[and in the bar, there was a Delia. A very pretty Delia, even if she did say so herself.]
[and this Delia did claim a couch, and curl up and start to read]
[...a little boring, but hey]
[and this Delia did claim a couch, and curl up and start to read]
[...a little boring, but hey]
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Sep. 4th, 2006 10:22 pmthat-valentine.livejournal.comValentine hasn't been feeling terribly sociable of late, for no reason in particular. But, today, he feels like he coulduse some company. Instead of hiding at the back of a shadowy booth, he's perched at the bar with his lunch, one elbow resting on the polished wood as he idly examines the other patrons.
He looks approachable, honestly.
He looks approachable, honestly.
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Aug. 10th, 2006 12:55 pmsinglesoledjest.livejournal.comMercutio, at a table with some breakfast. Mmmm bacon.
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Jun. 28th, 2006 07:54 pmvegetarianvamp.livejournal.comSitting at the bar sipping a coke and wearing a long, loose skirt and a peasant blouse with sandals, with her dark hair done up in Princess Leia cinnamon rolls, is Inari Raith. Open in front of her is a large hardback book about Feng Shui and her eyes flicker as she scans the pages. Every now and then she lifts a hand and turns the page.
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Jun. 26th, 2006 09:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
undignifiedWes (in orange flightsuit) wanders in, stops when he realises where he is, and gives an exaggerated mock sigh.
"Well, nice having a proper 'fresher while it lasted."
Apart from the other night, of course.
He does not seem at all put out really, though. Seems like a reasonable time for an Oreo milkshake, then!
"Well, nice having a proper 'fresher while it lasted."
Apart from the other night, of course.
He does not seem at all put out really, though. Seems like a reasonable time for an Oreo milkshake, then!
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Jun. 24th, 2006 01:14 amtreadingturds.livejournal.comSitting at the bar, is a crowd of people.
This crowd includes Mercutio and Valentine of Verona, sharing a decanter of wine. It includes Aeryn Sun, drinking quietly near the edge. It includes Richard Sharpe, Jack Harkness and Angelina Johnson, passing around a bottle of something strong. It includes Wes Janson, and... whatever it is he's drinking. And Jocasta Wiggs, who is quiet happy with her own wine, thank you very much.
They're well on their way to really rather squiffy.
Eight muns. Eight pups. Tag one, tag all. Just don't expect coherency.
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Jun. 12th, 2006 11:42 pmthat-valentine.livejournal.comValentine's less scruffy than usual - he's actually made an effort. He even looks positively handsome, hair softly curling over his collar - not tied back today. His shirt is the same blue as his eyes, his trousers are soft black leather.
Anyone who'd been at the brothel launch party might recognise the outfit. Anyone who hadn't, could be forgiven for thinking that perhaps he works there.
Gigolo all the way, baby.
He has the usual decanter of good red wine, spare glass, and interesting book.
Go ahead. He'll share.
Anyone who'd been at the brothel launch party might recognise the outfit. Anyone who hadn't, could be forgiven for thinking that perhaps he works there.
Gigolo all the way, baby.
He has the usual decanter of good red wine, spare glass, and interesting book.
Go ahead. He'll share.
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Jun. 9th, 2006 07:28 pmhttp://users.livejournal.com/_to_the_bone/He's been here on and off all day, because other places are seeming insanely lonely at the moment.
Though Jack generally tries to avoid this place when it's evening and beginning to be crowded, he's there now, curled up in an armchair.
He looks tired, which is strange, he generally doesn't. Without the need to sleep, things don't get to him that easily.
Though Jack generally tries to avoid this place when it's evening and beginning to be crowded, he's there now, curled up in an armchair.
He looks tired, which is strange, he generally doesn't. Without the need to sleep, things don't get to him that easily.
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May. 25th, 2006 08:39 ameldorne-girl.livejournal.com[there is a couch, one of many. This one, though, has been claimed by Delia, who is idly swinging her legs in the air as she reads]
[Shakespeare's plays, if you must know. Mary Anne has her curious.]
[...care to guess which play she's reading?]
[Shakespeare's plays, if you must know. Mary Anne has her curious.]
[...care to guess which play she's reading?]
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May. 16th, 2006 09:18 ameldorne-girl.livejournal.com[Delia is in the bar, nursing a cup of coffee. She'd had an interesting night's sleep, so the Delicate Flower is looking a trifle, well...
delicate]
[...more so then normal, anyway]
delicate]
[...more so then normal, anyway]
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May. 12th, 2006 10:00 pmsinglesoledjest.livejournal.comMercutio is cross-legged on the floor, a frown of deep concentration on his face. One narrow, precise hand is adding a fried paradox to the edifice of fried paradoxes in front of him.
It's supposed to be a castle.
What?
It's supposed to be a castle.
What?
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May. 7th, 2006 11:25 amtwiststhebladeJadis is, for once, not in her usual large armchair, but rather at the bar, picking in a desultory manner at a plate of salad, and looking very thoughtful.
Sheila has found a copy of Say True from who-knows-where, and is reading it with wide eyes.
Modesty, whilst she has all of the outward signs of being a morning person, really isn't. Coffee is the order of the day. Lots of coffee.
Valentine is of the opinion that it is never to early to start drinking, and has breakfast and beer.
Miho comes in from outside, where she has finished her morning training, and orders a light breakfast. Bar delivers, a lightly boiled egg and toast, and a pot of tea, all of which she eyes for a moment, before shrugging, and taking it to a table to eat.
Sheila has found a copy of Say True from who-knows-where, and is reading it with wide eyes.
Modesty, whilst she has all of the outward signs of being a morning person, really isn't. Coffee is the order of the day. Lots of coffee.
Valentine is of the opinion that it is never to early to start drinking, and has breakfast and beer.
Miho comes in from outside, where she has finished her morning training, and orders a light breakfast. Bar delivers, a lightly boiled egg and toast, and a pot of tea, all of which she eyes for a moment, before shrugging, and taking it to a table to eat.
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May. 7th, 2006 09:56 ameldorne-girl.livejournal.com[OOM: After the game of cribbage on Thursday (with a slight difference in the points system), Delia and Valentine retired to his room (to be formal). Rated A for Adult Situation]
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May. 4th, 2006 11:03 pmthat-valentine.livejournal.comValentine is sitting at a small table, toying with a pack of cards.
Perfectly normal playing cards, it should perhaps be made clear.
He's been playing patience for a while, but now he's just shuffling and re-shuffling them. Occasionally he cuts the pack, one handed. He looks a mite bored.
There's a glass of brandy on the table, but it looks untouched. Odd.
Perfectly normal playing cards, it should perhaps be made clear.
He's been playing patience for a while, but now he's just shuffling and re-shuffling them. Occasionally he cuts the pack, one handed. He looks a mite bored.
There's a glass of brandy on the table, but it looks untouched. Odd.
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Apr. 30th, 2006 06:14 pmagnes_nittAgnes has a new appreciation for clothing in this body. Instead of using it as a way to cover up, she's learning to use it as a way to show off.
Which is why she comes downstairs for dinner in a slinky black dress, sleeveless with spaghetti straps, and slit up to the thigh. Her old witch hat was too big for her, so she's going without. Instead, her hair is swept up off her neck and pinned back.
She feels more than pretty tonight. For the first time in her life, she feels sexy.
But she'd still love it if someone else told her that, too.
Which is why she comes downstairs for dinner in a slinky black dress, sleeveless with spaghetti straps, and slit up to the thigh. Her old witch hat was too big for her, so she's going without. Instead, her hair is swept up off her neck and pinned back.
She feels more than pretty tonight. For the first time in her life, she feels sexy.
But she'd still love it if someone else told her that, too.
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Apr. 27th, 2006 08:38 ameldorne-girl.livejournal.com[the last week or so of Delia's afterlife has proven to be very, very interesting and not, ultimately, in a good way]
[bewarned, then, those who might wish to talk to her. The lady is annoyed, and prone to snapping]
[this is not to say, however, that she doesn't want to talk to people, merely that the bitch!risk factor has gone up]
[dramatically]
[bewarned, then, those who might wish to talk to her. The lady is annoyed, and prone to snapping]
[this is not to say, however, that she doesn't want to talk to people, merely that the bitch!risk factor has gone up]
[dramatically]
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Apr. 26th, 2006 12:01 pmtwiststhebladeValentine is drunk. Not roaringly so, but enough to be maudlin. He's staring rather sadly into the fire, glass of cognac cupped in one hand.
Miho is for once at a table, large sheet of paper spread out in front of her. She's sketching on it, but spends as much time staring into the distance as she does drawing.
Jadis is in her usual oversized armchair, glass of white wine at her elbow, reading a book. She's frowning, and every now and then makes a note in the margin.
Sheila is hidden away at the back of a booth, with a large and syrupy breakfast. There might be waffles.
Modesty, icon to the contrary, is nowhere to be seen.
Miho is for once at a table, large sheet of paper spread out in front of her. She's sketching on it, but spends as much time staring into the distance as she does drawing.
Jadis is in her usual oversized armchair, glass of white wine at her elbow, reading a book. She's frowning, and every now and then makes a note in the margin.
Sheila is hidden away at the back of a booth, with a large and syrupy breakfast. There might be waffles.
Modesty, icon to the contrary, is nowhere to be seen.
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Apr. 24th, 2006 02:25 pmeldorne-girl.livejournal.com[this is a sight that hasn't been seen for a while...]
[Delia, in a booth, drinking. If one is observant, you could see that she looks very pale and her eyes are red, but only the blind could not see her drinking.]
[Delia, in a booth, drinking. If one is observant, you could see that she looks very pale and her eyes are red, but only the blind could not see her drinking.]
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Apr. 22nd, 2006 02:53 pmawesome_lilly[OOM: Millitimed to this evening, a party is beginning. Invitations have been liberally distributed, a sign was posted, and there was even an ad in the Say True. Everyone over the age of consent in their home universe is invited, and formal dress is suggested.
(The real dress code is whether it'll get you by Raph.)
Madame Lilly's Delicate Flower brothel is officially open for business. Please feel free to stop by. ;-)]
OOC: MASSIVE slowtiming will occur, as one of the whore-muns isn't even here yet. Please feel free to tag in any time, it'll all be summarized and relinked in the end.
(The real dress code is whether it'll get you by Raph.)
Madame Lilly's Delicate Flower brothel is officially open for business. Please feel free to stop by. ;-)]
OOC: MASSIVE slowtiming will occur, as one of the whore-muns isn't even here yet. Please feel free to tag in any time, it'll all be summarized and relinked in the end.
Tags:
- ace (pyro),
- audrey parker,
- boromir,
- damian,
- delia of eldorne,
- delicate flowers,
- ennis,
- foxtrot x-ray,
- jack harkness,
- jayne cobb,
- jo harvelle,
- josiane,
- lestat de lioncourt,
- lilly kane,
- lucy pevensie,
- mal reynolds,
- miho (deadly little),
- puck,
- raphael,
- rose red,
- sheila glamorgan,
- the doctor,
- trina echolls,
- truman burbank,
- tyrion lannister,
- valentine of verona,
- zaphod beeblebrox
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Apr. 21st, 2006 03:00 pmthat-valentine.livejournal.comIt would be unusual, would it not, for Valentine not to have a decanter of red wine by his elbow, and a spare glass? However, he does not.
Fear not, he has port, today.
Fear not, he has port, today.
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Apr. 21st, 2006 09:05 amthe_lionessYawning, Alanna pushes open the staff door and stands blinking at the lights. She's dressed for training, hair tied back and her sword tucked under her arm. It's time to get over this; she's had enough of weakness and rest. After leaving a note with Bar, she takes a large plate of breakfast to a corner booth and attacks it with gusto. And there's coffee, naturally.
( For Bernard )
[ooc: Again, responses slow, voice might give out. :D]
( For Bernard )
[ooc: Again, responses slow, voice might give out. :D]
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Apr. 20th, 2006 03:53 pmthat-valentine.livejournal.comValentine, who has been sitting at his usual table, abset-mindedly sucking on the end of his pencil, when he's not sketching on a scrap of paper, finally sighs, folds the paper into quarters, and crosses the room. He deposits the paper on the surface of the bar.
"Lady Bar, if you could find something as close to these as possible, I should be most grateful."
There is a long pause, and then a smallish bundle appears on the warm wood, and Valentine's positive balance is decreased by a goodly amount. Not a particularly significant amount, given the extent of his ill-gotten wealth, but still no small change. He opens the bundle, nods, smiling, requests blue and green velvet, then makes his way back to his table.
Pehaps fifteen minutes later, he returns, a small neat package in each hand. Each has a note tucked into the folds of fabric, neatly written out in his somewhat stylised hand.
( Josiane )
( Delia )
He nods, pleased with himself, and returns to his table, where he sits contemplating his decanter. Does he want a drink, or not?
"Lady Bar, if you could find something as close to these as possible, I should be most grateful."
There is a long pause, and then a smallish bundle appears on the warm wood, and Valentine's positive balance is decreased by a goodly amount. Not a particularly significant amount, given the extent of his ill-gotten wealth, but still no small change. He opens the bundle, nods, smiling, requests blue and green velvet, then makes his way back to his table.
Pehaps fifteen minutes later, he returns, a small neat package in each hand. Each has a note tucked into the folds of fabric, neatly written out in his somewhat stylised hand.
( Josiane )
( Delia )
He nods, pleased with himself, and returns to his table, where he sits contemplating his decanter. Does he want a drink, or not?
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Apr. 19th, 2006 11:48 pmthat-valentine.livejournal.comSo, Valentine.
At his usual table, with his usual cut-glass decanter of good red wine, and spare glass for a friend. Today, he also has some fruit - grapes and figs - and a small loaf of dark bread. He also has a piece of soft white cheese, and he is alternating pieces of bread with cheese half-crumbled half smeared onto it, with mouthfuls of fig. The grapes are, thus far, untouched.
He has a book, but it's sitting on the table, face down, opened about half-way through. The spine is surely being ruined. But it's a cheap kids paperback, after all.
At his usual table, with his usual cut-glass decanter of good red wine, and spare glass for a friend. Today, he also has some fruit - grapes and figs - and a small loaf of dark bread. He also has a piece of soft white cheese, and he is alternating pieces of bread with cheese half-crumbled half smeared onto it, with mouthfuls of fig. The grapes are, thus far, untouched.
He has a book, but it's sitting on the table, face down, opened about half-way through. The spine is surely being ruined. But it's a cheap kids paperback, after all.
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Apr. 16th, 2006 08:21 pmsinglesoledjest.livejournal.comHere's a boy you haven't seen around for a while. He's lying on his back on a couch, pedalling his feet aimlessly in the air and reading a letter.
There's been a sad lack of Mercutio in your life, hasn't there? Uh-huh. Of course there has. And now his mun is no longer freezing in a field, he's here! With a new earring! He wants you to talk to him. Come on.
There's been a sad lack of Mercutio in your life, hasn't there? Uh-huh. Of course there has. And now his mun is no longer freezing in a field, he's here! With a new earring! He wants you to talk to him. Come on.
