"I should have known this would happen sooner or later."

[tinytag: gordon o'dell, jake o'dell, dennis doyle]

Hades is Sulking*.

* This means that he is currently over by the fire, sitting in a stiff way on one of the couches. He's on the right side, arm on the arm, hand curling over the edge. His face is carefully blank, but to say that he looks even remotely happy would be vastly wrong. He's not drinking, though.

He does look, however, as though he hasn't ( Read more... )

He should have done this ages ago, really.

Still in his work uniform, Shaun pops in just long enough to post a notice on the message board. Noticing the debt collection posting, he mutters a curse and leaves a handful of notes and assorted coins on the bar.

His tab is now... marginally smaller.

When Liz treks out to the shed in her slippers, she expects to find Shaun and Ed playing video games.

Instead, she finds a pub.

A pub.

"This isn't funny, Shaun," she says, standing in the doorway with a half bewildered, half annoyed look on her face.

... at least it's not the Winchester.

Tinytag: Liz (SotD)

David's sort of been around.

Sort of.

Been doing as well as an undead man could be.

Currently? At a table, plus tea.

[ ooc; Hi world. I claim slowtimes. ]

OOM: Zombie wants beer.

Shaun not giving him beer.

Zombie wants to go to pub.

Zombie fed up with toolshed.

Zombie yanks chains free!

Zombie breaks through toolshed door!

...Zombie in Milliways!

"Huuurrrrh?"

Zombie syntax quite similar to Neanderthal syntax, which is completely unintentional. Mun will stop it now, it's silly.

[OOC: ( Read more... )

Someone has aquired an iPod today. With the music turned up the harsh words of Rammstein can be picked up as he types away at his little laptop paying no attention to the rather large chicken sandwhich or pile of fries. A half empty bottle of Pepsi sits off within arm's reach though the majority of the tabletop is covered in papers. Floor plans, ( Read more... )

As opposed to much of the rest of bar, David's helping himself to a nice big dollop of peace and quiet.

He's holed up in one of the corner booths, with a blanket slung over his shoulders, looking quite warm and content. He's drinking hot cocoa, both hands around the mug. It looks a little like those campsites you make in your room, where you get two ( Read more... )

Sometimes it seems like the Thunder Plains are never going to end ( Read more... )

Celebrating with James, apparently, had not been enough. Sarah Jane comes into Milliways today with a huge smile on her face. She takes a seat at a table somewhat close to the door, where she can see anyone who might walk in and out. When a waitrat passes by, she orders a pot of green tea - it's the closest to a celebratory drink she'll allow ( Read more... )