When Ramon was lounging around this afternoon, it occurred to him that it's been a week and a half since he was let out of the cells and he hasn't been down to the bar yet. And he can't have that because it looks weak and also, he has to get out of bed some damn time. Change of scenery for a few hours won't hurt. So he distangled himself from Fi, ( Read more... )

On a table, in the bar there is a small door, locked in a frame, and a stand holding a page with diagrams and instructions in Japanese. At the table, there is a girl with a collection of small pieces of wire and an expression of great concentration ( Read more... )

Kaworu is over on the one of the couches in the back. He looks truly and utterly bored, as all he has to ponder at the moment is his own memories, or lack thereof. What he is supposed to rememeber, what he is supposed to not forget...

Well. It is annoying him. Distraction would be cared for, at this point.

It's a happier Speed that enters Milliways tonight, happier than he's been in a while ( Read more... )

Molly had never been so glad to see Milliways as she is right now. It was nice seeing Micah again, and helping REBEL. But Claude, although he means well, isn't too keen around kids especially one that just wants to go back to her grandmother in India ( Read more... )

The insurgency's begun to ask for information regarding a New Caprica Police graduation ceremony scheduled in a week's time ( Read more... )

Cal was right about coming unBound as soon as Halloween was over, and he's ignored a Door or two in the couple of days since he got home ( Read more... )

At the first note, Applegate raises a derisive eyebrow.

"My dear, I don't work for free."

At the second note - he pauses.

". . . Ah. Yes. Well, if you put it that way."

Who knew a piece of wood could be so persuasive?

Specials

Apple Martini

Apple Brandy Highball

Snake in the GrassSubtlety is only one of Applegate's strong points when ( Read more... )

There's a Guardian on his hands and knees on the floor in front of the fireplace.

:: C'mon, Mairi, crawl to daddy... ::

:: Da! Da! :: The turquoise baby soars toward Bob; he gently pushes her back.

:: No, Mairi, don't fly, crawl. Come on, you can do it... ::

This process repeats several times. The baby is becoming increasingly agitated.

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There's a panel in the bar's front wall that wasn't there a second ago. Looks like it's about where the front door usually goes and--hang on, it's just swished open ( Read more... )