The door is right there, and he's slowly sitting closer to it, everyday, but he can't quite bring himself to get there. To get up and walk out and walk back home. He's being a coward, and he knows it, but he's sort of enjoying his escape ( Read more... )

Night falls, and the air begins to hold a slight chill ( Read more... )

The door opens to admit a tallish, blondish, tweedish, bookish fellow. He steps in with a warm, glad smile... until he sees what Bar seemingly has wrought in his absence. "Oh, my giddy aunt." Sidestepping several cloth-bound patrons, he stops at Bar for tea. "My dear, could I trouble you for a largeish mug of Earl Grey, the Daily Prophet, and a ( Read more... )

He isn't sure how it happens, but suddenly, he's somewhere else ( Read more... )

The Door opens.

Rather it's shoved open by a dappled, grey nose. Said nose is followed by an equine body...a filly not quite a year old.

"Cai! Come back here!"

The filly whickers playfully and trots quickly into Milliways. There is a mildly irritated man in robes who follows her.

Let's all welcome the Ranger and Cai back, everybody.

There's a dude behind the Bar.

Weird.

He's like. Serving and shit.

Maybe he's like. An employee or something?

He writes some specials on the board.

Whiskey Sour

Classic Martini

All Beer On Tap Half-Off

Weird. It's like this is a bar or something.

Last night was not one of the good ones, for Harry. Oh, he took the precaution of getting out to the woods well before sundown, and yeah, he stayed away from anything that walked on two feet or otherwise resembled a patron- but it was still the first of three nights surrounding an early September full moon. That's never a good combination for the ( Read more... )

The door opens, casting enough light that the girl who steps through for a moment is visible in spite of the darkness in the bar.

As the door swings shut, Alice blinks.

And blinks again, and observes that it makes very little difference.

"...Oh, dear," is the first thought to get voiced, followed closely by the second: "How curious."

Clatterthudtripcrash--

"Ow."

Careful where you step; there's a Mary Anne on the floor, sprawled over what used to be a chair.

After this, he settled in.

In the standard (Hugo Boss cotton striped dress shirt in a subtle herringbone pattern in periwinkle. Hugo Boss silk tie that has textured boxes inside of circles, yellow and navy blue. Cap-toe leather lace-ups, also by Hugo Boss. Salvatore Ferragamo belt. Burberry houndstooth pattern cuff-links, a classic look in ( Read more... )