[OOM: Easy breezey lemon squeezey, as Mal overheard someone in Milliways say once.]

Out of Milliways:

Spin the speed of light
Tetrahedron blue
One last paradise
You can make for you

Enter a world, light unshown
Following heart, following home
Here we are, light unshone
One round heart, one round home

[OOC note: At least one of these threads is still in progress.]

Out of Milliways, backtimed to December 9:

I have no idea how this happens
All of my maps have been overthrown
Happenstance has changed my plans
So many times my heart has been outgrown

Max looks mighty pleased with himself. Almost as if he'll start whistling at any moment. He runs his hand across Bar's smooth surface. "Thanks, doll," he says quietly as she produces two bottles of extremely expensive bottles of tequila.

He's flipping the key he received in his hands as he heads upstairs. Tonight promises to be very special.

Coyote walks into a bar. Hey, it's Milliways! Fancy that. She wanders over and perches on a stool, lighting up a cigarette.

[OOC: This one's plotlocked!]

The fact of the matter is, you stick two more people in a small space when you'd got used to there being two less, it's gonna feel a little cramped. Whether or not you're fond of the people in question. (And Jayne's reserving comment on one of 'em at least ( Read more... )

Peter looks surprised when the door swings open to reveal Milliways, which is probably because he is. He looks surprised again when the bar greets him with a box that turns out to contain a large and fuzzy gray sweater.

Very fuzzy. He pokes it, and looks surprised again.

She's wearing it a lot easier this year.

Kaylee also doesn't see anything wrong with drinking straight whiskey, either; these two things could have something in common. Then again, correlation is not causation. Or that's what the kids are saying these days, anyway.

The blonde who flounces into the bar - flounces would be as good a word as any to describe the way in which she throws herself into a chair, glaring at nothing in particular - is, in a word, annoyed"Can I have a drink, Bar? Please?" she asks, trying to throw a little extra affection into her voice on the hopes that she'll get something good ( Read more... )

Lilac is, to put it lightly, no fun.

It's depressing, is what it is. More specifically. And Jayne ain't in the mood to deal with no gorram Reaver fallout, and he ain't in the mood to be depressed.

Even a freakshow of a bar's better than that. Least there's liquor, and no one lookin' at him all judgy.