[OOM: Millitimed to this evening, a party is beginning. Invitations have been liberally distributed, a sign was posted, and there was even an ad in the Say True. Everyone over the age of consent in their home universe is invited, and formal dress is suggested ( Read more... )

Lilly stumbles downstairs, yawning, her arms overflowing with packages. She makes it to the bar and starts dropping them off.

( Delia, Goldy, Jack Harkness, and Puck )

Lilly is back in the bar. Same sign, same smirk. A few more words have been scribbled on the sign, and she's actually got a notebook with her tonight, but this is what happens when you decide that hey, starting a whorehouse was a more brilliant idea than even you realized. The additional words read:

Madam Lilly's Delicate Flowers is still looking ( Read more... )

Superhacker in the bar, still working away at his laptop. It's quite possible he's been there all night.

See, he talked to a couple of people and got some ideas, and yesterday he met the closest thing he has to a goddess, in the form of Philotic Jane, and got some inspiration.

And now? He has a projectThere's a person or two he'd like to talk ( Read more... )

Miss Susan is sitting with a gin and tonic at a table near the Observation Window, observing the apocalypse critically. She may be giving in marks out of ten for style, use of colour and artistic merit.

((Pre-Milliways, eight August, 1898. Warning for violence, rape, and death. Not half as graphic as it could be, but not what you'd call pretty.))

( Cut for graphic (non-violent) description )