milliways_bar | Entries tagged with x5-493 ben

After being scarce for awhile, Bill is finally down in the main bar again.

Boo's been doing better, and he's been feeling restless, so he's out getting some air.

Sitting at the counter with a Coke and a ham sandwich, he's keeping an eye out for people he knows, people who may or may not want to kill him, and even new faces as he hasn't been downstairs much lately.

wheatencrown

Demeter is worried about most of the people she knows in Bar and she can feel Winter coming closer. So she's by the fire cradling a glass of wine and trying to think of what she can do to help.

In front of her is a mint plant that has been fighting all through the Summer and is finally starting to do better. Every few moments her gaze switches to it from the fire since its a type of hope.

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Mother Nature is in an odd mood, today. Thinking of taking the animals of the forest a treat, she can be seen leaving a veritable feast of fruits and vegetables at the edge of the tress. Once done, she moves a small distance away and stretches out on the grass to watch and see how they react to twenty pounds of various fermented fruit. After all, it IS a bar, why should the humans have all the fun?

She laughs softly as a demon bunny hops into view and begins nibbling. This should be interesting!

No real animals were harmed in the making of this post, nor is any offense meant to anyone who opposes drunken demon bunnies. For crack purposes only. Mun does not endorse getting real animals drunk.

thebrokensoldier

When the kitten comes down and asks Bar for a glass of milk, he gets a note along with it. That has him scrunching his nose a bit. He's never bartended before. Not for a mission... nothing. Then again he's the broken one. Of course he hasn't. She provides him with a book of drinks that he goes through and memorizes. So he turns and writes the specials down on the board. They really have no significance.

Red Alert
Zombie
Fox Poison
Milky Way Galaxy

"Happy hour."

Even though he's never done this before it doesn't show.

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The door opens, and in walks a young woman in a loose-fitting tank top and yoga pants. She looks around, and a moment of confusion creases her forehead. Echo doesn't remember this room, and none of the people look familiar. Then again, there's often things she doesn't remember, and everyone tells her that's okay.

The crease quickly uncreases. If it's here, then it's supposed to be here. And if no one's asked her to leave, then it's okay for her to be here, too.

wheatencrown

The note that came with Demeter's wine makes her smile and she laughs as she looks through the cocktail book.

In time she decides and in an elegant hand writes up some fun specials for the night.

Specials
Green Hope
Field of Green
Sex on the Grass
All wines and beers half off if you can tell me a story of where they're made.

Tiny tag: Demeter, Tanya Adams, River Song
(OOC: Mun is feeling a bit sick so might be slow but I'll keep this open as long as I can and then will slow everything.)

wheatencrown

[OOM: Our past is always too close.]

Demeter is not terribly aware as she walks down the stairs from her room, she had slept so quickly after putting Momiji to bed and woken in such shock. She's not sure whether she wants to walk until she can't feel her feet and doesn't know the land under them or just sit.

In the end the fire draws her and she curls deep within her dark shawl, her hands are hidden so no one can see the marks deep in her palms. If you speak, she might hear you but her thoughts are far away on a dark day in Arcadia.

Tiny tags: Demeter, Doppelganger plot, Charles Monroe, the Pilot, Pan

(OOC: Warning for possibly triggery images related to rape in the OOM. Open to anyone, but the first person to post with an OOC note gets doppelgangered. Any queries should be directed here and here.)

thebrokensoldier

There's an X5 sitting near the fire place. For once he's inside instead of outside. Even though his kind can stand the cold for long periods of time (Manticore would say up to six days. After all, they can go without food or water for that long), he doesn't want to be out in the cold. He doesn't notice the people coming and going. If only because he's adamant about the puzzle laid out before him. One that has over a thousand pieces to it.

Only thing catching his attention is scents. Otherwise, he's in his own little world.

thebrokensoldier

Most people wouldn't have the gall to lay out in the snow. As if they'd sleep in it. Most would be too afraid that they'd freeze to death. The broken transgenic isn't one of those people. No... the super soldier is fine. He's outside laying on his stomach and watching the lake. Not that anything is happening.

Six days. It's how long they can go without food and water. It's how long they can stay out in the cold without it starting to bother them. Without it nearly killing them. Manticore knew this when they made their soldiers. They tested it every day. Sometimes they'd stay out in the woods.

Perhaps that's where he'll go soon. Or maybe he'll break ice in the lake and drop underneath. With Ben there's never any telling.

wheatencrown

Demeter has been hiding because she feels weak and rather foolish for falling apart as she did.

The little statue is safe in the pocket of her long black sweater as she gets a pot of tea and a simple meal of bread and soup.

Tonight she'll return to her walk and do some good to balance the hate of those women.

Tiny tag: Demeter

thebrokensoldier

Ben is... feeling lost. Pain radiates through his body from where he went running a little bit earlier. Not that he needs to. Manticore isn't training him. No one is. But that doesn't mean he's not pushing himself. So hard that he's shaking a bit. Even though he's stopped the shaking hasn't. He scrunches his nose a bit and heads inside. Bar gets a slight pat and the kitten gives a purr when a glass of milk shows up. That gets downed almost instantly.

That doesn't stop the shaking though. He's just... yeah, high strung at the moment from all the running and his body isn't liking him for it.

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A young lady of indeterminate age marches down the stairs, ramrod straight. Even accounting for the combat boots, her footfalls clank just a little louder than they should.

She makes her way to the bar, excitingly.

badinlatin

Simon and Kaylee are off doing...things.

Which leaves Mal in the bar, doing...not so much, with the variety of what one would call 'things'. It's not that he's expecting anything untoward to happen, but it's not like hanging about the ship more or less by himself was doing anybody any good.

Therefore, he finds himself with his boots propped up on a coffee table, slouching back into his chair with his iPod. He likes that Bar keeps surprising him with music, but...really? Bon Jovi? Skip.

[ooc: Slowtime in effect. I will pick up tags and/or new threads on the morrow, yo.]

i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com

The front door open to the main bar and a young woman steps in. She smiles.
"This is a familiar sight!"

She glances around, her smile turning thoughtful.
"And yet..also not."

She looks around again and then her eyes close in frustration.
"Not another time space differential!"

Turning around, "And the door's gone.

Of course."

She shakes her head and slides into a booth. She waves down a wait-rat. "A Bill milkshake, please."

[Tiny tag: Boo!]

[[OOC: Open to new tags until Sunday!]]

Current Mood: cheerful

wheelsy_sheriff

Bill is missing Kate quite a bit, as the world knew he would, but he met the bear from the tv earlier and that made things better. Or at least more bearable. :D

Kate's still gone but he's not so down about it. She'll be back and things will be great and he's got towels now that smell real nice and he kinda smells real nice too and so all is well at the end of the universe.

Right now he's at a table with cookies and beer. And snuggly towels.

He's totally happy to share.

[tiny tag: snuggleplot]

thebrokensoldier

493 is staring.

His door has showed up and he's tense. Then again the boy is also staying near the back door. Just in case the broken cat in him wants to bolt.

Behind that door is broken Seattle.

Worst yet...

Manticore.

Lydecker.

That door is looming. Like it wants to be opened. He's not opening it.

They'll take him apart piece by piece... stick him with the Nomalies.

Throw him down in the basement.

The kitten is frozen where he stands. We're not sure even the many unknown scents of Milliways will help at the moment. There's too much apprehension there. Too much fear.

thebrokensoldier

Kitten in the bar.

He's curled up in one of the booths, hazel eyes closed. Anyone that walks past would hear the purring. It's a soothing sound even if the one making the sound is nice and broken.

hopeless-son.livejournal.com

[OOM: Whoever said a mind was a beautiful thing was mistaken.]

Today was a day to cling to the shadows as much as possible. He knew there would be trouble here if he was spotted and for once in his life trouble was what he didn't want. So sitting outside on the opposite side of the large rock by the lake Brand tried to hurridly write a handful of notes for people he knew inside the bar- or people who had to know. Atton, Random, Will might be to unstable but there would be a brief one for him, Lucas.. His hand shook as tried to scribble them out before muttering to himself. "Stop it...just stop it and let me do this!"

Totally botherable..if you want to talk to a mad and wanted man.

[tiny!tag: Brand of Amber]

i-scare-monstrs.livejournal.com

The mun was not going to post Boo in this weekend. She was going to take some time to finish slowtimes and work on small plotty things. However, the mun forgot that she had IDEAS. She also forgot that she, too, is helpless against the cuteness that is Boo. And SO, here we are.

Boo is outside her blanket fort. She appears to be All Better! from last week's being sick thing. She's hopping around and singing. On top of her blanket fort there is a half eaten plate of cake and a pink Hello Kitty! sippy filled with lukewarm hot chocolate.
Boo has definitely been affected by the people she's met here.

It should be noted what Boo is wearing! She has on a white t-shirt with a large, red " Hello, My Name Is " logo on it. And in the name portion of the logo "Boo!" appears to be handwritten on it. (except it's not hand written; it's printed on there like the rest) On the rest of the shirt there are smaller and different colored "Hello, My Name Is" logos, with all of the names she's called on them. "Boo!" is there a few more times, "Grace" and "Gracie" are on there at least two times each, "Half Pint," "Squirt" "Zow" "Mike" and "Mike Wizowski" are also featured prominently. There is also "Little Bit", "Little One" "Cutie" and possibly several others that the mun has forgotten.

She also has on black jean shorts and white bunny house shoes that JINGLES WHEN SHE MOVES HER FEET. This might explain why she's dancing around. SHE LOVES HER NEW SHOES!

It's unclear where Boo got all these items, or how they got onto her person. But she has them on and she LOVES THEM and thus it's all happy making in the end.

[Tiny Tag: Boo]

[OOC: Mun is very bored so open till whenever!]

guppy_sandhu

Guppy has made a habit of going home at some point each day now, even if just for a couple of hours. Not just for logistics, but because of the one back there who turns his feelings of anxiety into those of hope.

In the bar, he has kept more to himself, fearing that his own fears are putting stress on those around him. Watchful for his friends' return, but buried in paperwork so that he won't disturb others.

At present, he is out back, just looking through the grass again where Will and Kate were last detected. Looking for something, anything, that might link the ominous B or Branden to the kidnapping.

Right now, he's looking for shoe prints that don't match the one he found before. But in his heart, he knows that hundreds of people must walk around out here.

wheatencrown

Demeter has a large low pot full of the start of an herb garden and one African violet.

She's making sure that the seedlings are happy and has a pot of tea beside her along with a magazine she's reading.

Tiny tag: Demeter, Carlotta Brown

(OOC: Back.)

always-okay.livejournal.com

When little kids get attached to a particularly special piece of clothing, they refuse to take it off. Whether it's the lucky pair of socks from the soccer game they won or the t-shirt they were wearing when they got that high test score, there's just no parting them.

X5-494 killed a man on assignment while he was wearing this black turtleneck. He looks magnificently pleased with himself as he strolls in from his debriefing, making a bee-line for the bar.

What can we say? It's better to return in triumph.

tinytag: x5-494 (alec)

note! if your character wants to maim, harm or otherwise do damage to 494, please ping acroBAMF before you tag!

wheatencrown

[OOM: Before her daughter comes home, Demeter brings home a stray.]

(OOC: Millitimed to the night of the 18th.)
Tiny tag: Demeter

thebrokensoldier

He's out by the stables. It isn't that he refuses to go in, wait..., yes he does. He doesn't like the scents that assault him. Which means we're not sure when the last time was that the genetically empowered super soldier ate. They can go six days straight without food or water. It's how they were designed. After that... it's a bit of a toss up.

Unfortunately there's also the slight tremors like what's happening now. His hands are shaking slightly and he clenches his hands into fists. In all reality he should go in and ask Bar for some tryptophan or at least a glass of milk. He'll get around to it... maybe. Either way there's something wrong with the kitten. Then again... that would be Manticore's fault.

If he can be coaxed inside... that'd probably be wonderful.

thebrokensoldier

The kitten is currently staring at the piano. If only because he remembered hearing Sallie play it. He'd picked up more than enough to know what he was doing if he did play it. Deciding to take that chance (even with all the scents and such in the Bar), he goes over to the piano and sits down starting to play. It all comes out beautifully and perfectly. They were designed this way.

So now there is a genetically empowered super soldier sitting at the piano, playing it with his eyes closed. Every movement and touch of the key precise and how it should be done.