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Orpheus has decided that, given the current instability of the bar, it's best if he stays here until whatever doom is coming actually arrives. He really doesn't want to lose access to the place.
So he's at a booth that is still in reasonably good condition, watching chaos mount with appropriate musical accompaniment.
Posner isn't quite sure what to make of all the changes. He's currently arguing with a waitrat over why he can't seem to get a proper cup of tea. He doesn't want to be a bother, though, so he finally gives up with a faint sigh.
"No, it's fine. I'll manage."
After having made sure that he could still make it to his cabin, Lorne decided to come back into the bar just to make sure there wasn't anything he could be doing to help with all the mess. Or just to be on hand in case something ugly happened.
It's his experience that weird shit like this usually precedes something ugly.
Teyla had brought Torren in for a break from the city, hoping the change of scenery might be a welcome distraction for them both. Unfortunately, Torren is now of an age where he delights in wandering off and hiding under anything at once convenient. Teyla is seriously considering making Rodney pay for having taught him the concept of hide and seek.
At the moment, he's decided an occupied table is the best thing to conceal himself under, and Teyla is attempting to discover which table he's decided to use.
Alcide hasn't been coming here often enough yet to be at all immune to the strangeness that is Milliways, so he's looking rather concerned as he steps into the bar, looking around warily.
"This place just keeps gettin' weirder and weirder.
As things have been getting more and more complicated in Wonderland since the arrival of that Oyster (not the Alice, but an Alice), Hatter is well satisfied to find himself in this strange, little watering hole once again. Even if it is a bit of a shambles at the moment.
Having tried and failed to get a plate of muffins to go with his tea, and having been given a pizza (something he is entirely unfamiliar with) and a tall glass of milk instead, he's going to find a good spot to sit and watch the end of the end of the universe from. He's always been good at spectator sports.
Bertie hasn't been here in, oh...simply ages. And he doesn't seem to think much amiss with the current state of the bar.
"Here again, is it? Are we having a party?"
[ooc: Multi-pup post! Tag one, tag all! This is a last shebang for some of these who won't be coming along in the move. I may be a bit slow, but I will try to get back to tags as soon as I can manage.]
So he's at a booth that is still in reasonably good condition, watching chaos mount with appropriate musical accompaniment.
Posner isn't quite sure what to make of all the changes. He's currently arguing with a waitrat over why he can't seem to get a proper cup of tea. He doesn't want to be a bother, though, so he finally gives up with a faint sigh.
"No, it's fine. I'll manage."
After having made sure that he could still make it to his cabin, Lorne decided to come back into the bar just to make sure there wasn't anything he could be doing to help with all the mess. Or just to be on hand in case something ugly happened.
It's his experience that weird shit like this usually precedes something ugly.
Teyla had brought Torren in for a break from the city, hoping the change of scenery might be a welcome distraction for them both. Unfortunately, Torren is now of an age where he delights in wandering off and hiding under anything at once convenient. Teyla is seriously considering making Rodney pay for having taught him the concept of hide and seek.
At the moment, he's decided an occupied table is the best thing to conceal himself under, and Teyla is attempting to discover which table he's decided to use.
Alcide hasn't been coming here often enough yet to be at all immune to the strangeness that is Milliways, so he's looking rather concerned as he steps into the bar, looking around warily.
"This place just keeps gettin' weirder and weirder.
As things have been getting more and more complicated in Wonderland since the arrival of that Oyster (not the Alice, but an Alice), Hatter is well satisfied to find himself in this strange, little watering hole once again. Even if it is a bit of a shambles at the moment.
Having tried and failed to get a plate of muffins to go with his tea, and having been given a pizza (something he is entirely unfamiliar with) and a tall glass of milk instead, he's going to find a good spot to sit and watch the end of the end of the universe from. He's always been good at spectator sports.
Bertie hasn't been here in, oh...simply ages. And he doesn't seem to think much amiss with the current state of the bar.
"Here again, is it? Are we having a party?"
[ooc: Multi-pup post! Tag one, tag all! This is a last shebang for some of these who won't be coming along in the move. I may be a bit slow, but I will try to get back to tags as soon as I can manage.]