"Oh, hardy har har."

Of all the nights to get a sense of humor on him, Bar, this is not the one. Between the steady march of progress at home, the ruckus out by the lake, and the deeply unnerving vibe inside the bar, a guy just wants to sit down, eat his waffles with extra syrup in peace, and then do a truly magnificent runner toward someplace ( Read more... )

She recognizes what is happening, at least to some degree. How could she not?

(when the Dark comes rising)
Blodwen moves lightly through the winter storm and over the snowy ground, and ghosts silently past the dark shape of the bunker that waits outside the lake door. She pauses there, looking up at the blood-bright sky and the dark space within ( Read more... )

[not really but sorta OOM: ███████ finds herself]
[OOMs millitimed to sometime soon after this.]

Sleep. Ha! Who needs it? Not Sarah, apperantly. Many of her recent nights have been filled with stargazing, digging, trips to her world, and trips to the forge to use that strange device that just appeared along with the added room to the forge in ( Read more... )

Specials:
half off anything ordered in rhyme
(if you're not a natural, take your time)

One god of poetry (among other things) behind the Bar, letting the poor girl have a nap. Rhyming orders not required; he just felt like it.

Out of Milliways:

Last week, Kali attended a housewarming party at Raven's, and met all kinds of interesting people.

She also ran into, and exchanged a few barbed words with, her ex ... and was seen doing so by Coyote, who talked to her shortly thereafter.

Let's just say it didn't end well.

[Note: All but the last link are from the party ( Read more... )

[OOM: Halloween. The barriers between worlds are thin- especially if you happen to have a key to a certain door. Welcome to Alaska, and to Raven's housewarming party.]

Coyote comes into the bar with a small stack of envelopes in hand.  She hums cheerfully to herself, flipping through them before dropping them off with a fond pat to Bar's surface. She's out just as fast, shutting the door firmly behind her.

They are addressed to:
( Raguel, Puck, Havelock, Mary Anne Bell, Mal Reynolds, Lilly Goodfellow-Kane, Alanna of Trebond, Merriman Lyon, Ray Stantz, River Tam, Kali, Castiel, Nita Callahan, Artemis, Kaylee Frye, Epimetheus, Lan Mandragoran, and 'Loki' )

Here's the thing about PETA protestors ( Read more... )

Another day, another shape--the one she'd worn in is nice, but it seemed like time for a change, and so here she is, with red-streaked black hair, more tattoos and visible piercings than her last form, and a rockabilly-style black dress with a cherry print. She's come down to the bar to people-watch and to drink--and to eat, of course--but doesn't ( Read more... )

Ah, you all know the drill by now, right? Boots up on the table, guitar in his lap, whiskey close at hand.

Epimetheus is picking out "Down On the Corner," but his heart's not quite in it. His thoughts are a million miles away -- or maybe, more accurately, a few thousand league deep.