[[Millitimed to a few days before Gordon Freeman left Milliways. God, getting back on the horse is so daunting.]]Chell has been many places and done many things in Bar, including learning of tea, her past, and her condition... she still can't believe that her body laid dormant in Aperture Science for 20 years. It explains so much, and yet so little ( Read more... )

Gordon found a small biomechanical engineering textbook crammed between several more popular volumes in the library last night. (He's prone to using the Milliways library as a substitute for sleep.) He took one look at the contents and put the book back in favor of walking the lake until dawn. The subject's still on his mind, though, which is why ( Read more... )

*The front door opens and in comes Andrew, shoulders slumped in weariness ( Read more... )

It's a little chilly out tonight, so Ouranos is stretched out in a chair near one of the windows, admiring the sunset.

Isn't it a nice sunset?

YOU'RE DAMN RIGHT IT IS.

[tinytag; Ouranos, assassin, Paul Varjack, Demeter]

[[ OOM: Wherein we find out where Aphrodite has been for the last year, why, and there is a lot of swooning. Backdated to Sunday 30th.]]

Hephaestos is in a booth, nearly done with his mechanical cat. One hand is tightening a few things while the other is writing out designs for Axel's cat.

Botherable.

*The front door opens, and Andrew steps in. And stumbles slightly as his sneakers are replaced with boots.*

*He glances down, plucks at the front of his shirt with a resigned sigh, and heads on into the bar. He's looking for his cousin, and then for somebody else.*

Bob didn't go back up to his room last night. Instead, he waited downstairs for someone to find the notice that Enzo posted up last night.

His arm doesn't hurt as long as he doesn't try to actually move it, but he still wants it fixed as soon as possible. Ray's note said that this time displacement effect was liable to wear off any time now, and ( Read more... )

Someone is Not PleasedThere's been a surplus of people from his neck of the woods, lately. And to be perfectly honest, if he was asked, he'd probably ( Read more... )

Ace is humming.

Ace is humming off key and softly enough that she probably can't be heard from too far away, in a distracted fashion that suggests that she doesn't consciously realize she is humming, which is too bad, because if she did, she'd stop. She is also happily (and tunelessly) connecting wiring from one random metal stud to another in ( Read more... )