The structure in the middle of the bar is a dark, sooty gray, and its height is a marvel -- as though nothing could ever be that high. As though anything that high must support the very structure of the bar itself.

Of the universe.

Of the multiverseSurrounded by roses the red of hearts' blood, the tower seems to be constructed of dark slate, and ( Read more... )

X slips through the door, pausing to slip her Security badge out of her ( Read more... )

In the Milliways kitchen, the door and windows have been thrown open to let in the cool breeze and sunlight of early spring. The breeze helps combat the heat of the ovens, while helping cool the Caramel Cataclysms, pieces of Chocoholia, and giant cinnamon rolls already on the cooling racks near the door ( Read more... )

It's a rather somber-looking Munch that walks into Milliways tonight; pensive, like something's weighing on his mind.

He pauses as he steps behind the Bar, lays his hand on the wood and asks something quietly. Two moments, maybe three later a napkin with the answer appears on the bartop. Munch smiles. "Thanks. Take five now."

Tonight's ( Read more... )

This time he's ready for it.  This time he's prepared for that odd little shift in light or gravity or what have you that makes this place manifest in the stead of his study.  Or his kitchen.  Or the ruddy anatomy laboratory.  This time, it will not get the better of him.

Which is, of course, why his head is down over his mobile when he loses signal ( Read more... )

Today, his milkshake came with a little fortune cookie garnish hooked over its rim. As soon as he saw it, his eyes lit up, and he plucked it free of the mountain of whipped cream to crack it open.

Soon you will be sitting on top of the world, said the slip of paper inside ( Read more... )

Here's a face the bar hasn't seen for a while.

One tall and lanky, slightly clumsy and definitely awkward male nurse by the name of Rory Williams enters this afternoon with a cup of hospital-coffee and a set of folders, not quite unlike the first time he'd entered.

His last odd encounter had been at the Warehouse, and since then life's been a bit ( Read more... )

The last thing Nynaeve was expecting this morning was to walk out of her -- all right, her bedroom -- and wander into Milliways ( Read more... )

 When Jack comes down to the bar tonight, a little something extra appears with his customary cup of coffee: a large cupcake ( Read more... )

The front door opens, and a pirate pokes his head through.

Captain Jack Sparrow takes a quick look around the room, and then brightens. He promptly saunters in, just as though he hasn't a care in the world and certainly hasn't done any such thing as that ( Read more... )