[ Play Ball!]

[OOC: The link above takes you to the beginning of the Milliways Baseball game. From there, everything is linked in sequence, or you can hop around looking for your friends and relations. Spectators are still welcome. Later this evening, there will be a link to the post-game party, and everyone is invited.]

[OOC: Eco-friendly recycled post ( Read more... )

[OOM: Millitimed to the 25th, a small service is held upstairs.]

[tags: aramis, athos, cal chandler, michael, the old firm, william banks]

Father Mulcahy asks the bar for the day's (as in early December 1951) New York Times. He receives the newspaper, and a note comes with it.

His eyebrows furrow as he reads. "December 21st? Really?" His next request is for a large sheet of paper and a marker, and he busily sets to work.

The final result is a new notice on the board, beside an old ( Read more... )

It's been a while since Gabriel stepped through the door to Milliways, but the Lord works in mysterious ways, and only now does he find himself here yet again also known as a case of mun chickening out, but bucking up againSo, taking a seat in one of the booths, a cup of tea appearing before him, Gabriel sits back to watch and observe ( Read more... )

"--what do you mean calling yourself a tavern-keep without having any rum on hand, you pestiferous, feculent, maggot-ridden excuse for a --"

He's shouting back over his shoulder as he comes barreling through the door, but when he swings around and realizes where he is, Jack Sparrow breaks off there with a start.

"Well now. That's much more ( Read more... )

"There's a step up, Hawkeye," says a muffled voice, and then the door opens.

"It's always a step u--" says Hawkeye Pierce, and he stops, his head cocked to the side and his eyes bandaged as they were before. He's wearing a particularly loud blue-and-white Hawaiian shirt under his bathrobe ( Read more... )

[OoM: and back on the night of the seventh, Father Mulcahy runs into Medusa and Sam.]

[OoM: Out by the lake, Medusa and Mulachy talk of many things.

It goes a hell of a lot better than their last conversation.]

There is a slight man seated at the piano this afternoon, hacking his way through "Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring." There are several sheets of crisp music in front of him, which may give away that this is not his normal fare; Father Mulcahy tends to play music that he knows and loves by heart; ragtime, the occasional jazz, pieces that are bright and ( Read more... )