That... thing that happened in Dickinson's office has left Artie more rattled than he'd care to admit. Enough so that he packed up and left immediately afterward, without making any further attempt to track down his would-be hacker.

What the hell was that, anyway? A timeslip? A spirit manifestation? A psychic distress signal ( Read more... )

Carl is blissfully unaware of who showed up the other night. This... is probably for the best, or that 'no business' rule might get tricky.
In any case, he's staked out a booth and is poking at his laptop. Someone may want to see if he's had lunch yet.

As soon as Dot enters the bar she drops a small file window onto the Bartop.

"Bar, if you could distribute these to everyone on the list, I'd much appreciate it, thank you."

( Christmas card for Agent K, Annebelle Newfield, Ironhide, Bumblebee, Optimus, Ray Stantz, Tommy Oliver, Barbara Gordon, Danny Phantom, Dani Phantom, YT, Hiro Protagonist, Hellboy and Liz Sherman, Mia Ausa, She-hulk, Suzi and Whistler, Carl Arbogast, Divis Mal, Foxtrot X-Ray, Bill Pardy, Garion, and Laini... )

[pre-Milliways: It's been how long since we did inventory, exactly?The door opens a crack, just far enough for a single eye (brown, with a bushy graying eyebrow, covered by one lens of a pair of wire-rimmed reading glasses) to peek through ( Read more... )

Even in Milliways, television can have a way of bringing people together. Especially when the TV in question is currently showing some variant on a World's Dumbest Criminals show.

Carl was mostly tuning it out, at first, but it's sucked it in. Same with someone at the next table over - who, after a particularly bad attempt at a jewelry store ( Read more... )

Penny is starting to get a little restless.  You can't tell it by looking at her, unless you watch her knitting.  It keeps coming start and stop, start and stop.

She takes a bite of banana and sighs.  She wants to go home.

Tiny Tag: Penny

Open til she gets a new one

Carl's at a table, poking around on his laptop. Or, well, trying to.
"..What do you mean the file's... Jesus."

It's probably safe to say it's not going as well as he'd like.

Carl's at a table, reading (The Moon is a Harsh Mistress, under a plain cover - you never know who's going to come in, and he doesn't want to give someone an existential crisis right off the bat ( Read more... )

Whistler originally had an entrance post about Thanksgiving and looking after Mother rather than going to Akron, but LJ ate the damn thing. This is the second time it's happened today, so you have been warned ( Read more... )

So Carl's got a date Friday, that being the first overlapping evening off he and Mary have had since they started talking. (That in itself took a good two weeks of phone tag before they actually got to talk to each other, and not each other's answering machines.) That... should be interesting, but he has his hopes that it'll go well ( Read more... )