The door opens, as it does often ( Read more... )

Sharon is out by the lake at the minute she's just sitting by a tree staring out over the water. Loud sighing can be heard by anyone near by, she's very bored. She misses her Raptor, misses being able to get in the cockpit and just fly wherever she wants.

She definately needs some excitement here.

Bella was finding her way back to bed by the light of her invisible-to-everyone-else diamond when she realized she was a little lost. She looked around, then waved at the bar's ceiling. "Uhhh. . . oouhooo ( Read more... )

KARR is apparently pleased with himself today. The AI nudges the backdoor open with his prow and drives inside, his scanner moving a quick, happy manner. The observant might notice smudges of mud and grass on the lower parts of his prow and wheel wells-apparently, he was entertaining himself outside for awhile. He drives closer to the Bar, parking ( Read more... )

It's not the first time Adama's found himself in Milliways since he and Hektor spoke; it's the first time he's approached the bar.

It's a surprise, therefore, when a wooden figure appears, with a note attached (the four corners of the paper have been clipped ( Read more... )

Bonnie obviously was not pleased when she walked into the bar. In fact, she looked like she'd just been pushed over the edge into pissed.

She needed coffee. And more than that, she needed to pick up her fiancee, and her laptop.

And she needed to cool down.

Bonnie was happy to come in for once. Why? Well, it might have something to do with the handsome guy beside her when she heads in. "C'mon, gorgeous. We've not been in for a while and... well, if stuff happens out there ( Read more... )

"Interesting," said Kitt when he looked in ( Read more... )

The backdoor is nudged open, and Karr comes rolling in. Despite having been outside for awhile, he looks relatively unmarked-there's no lumps of snow or signs of an encounter with birds on him. He makes his way over to the bar, his scanner flicking steadily as he dodges chairs and patrons, barely avoiding running into pieces of furniture several ( Read more... )

Frank shuffles into the Bar, wearing black pinstriped pyjamas and shielding his eyes with one hand. The latter helps to explain why for a good few moments he doesn't quite realise where he is. The former... explains nothing. Frank does not normally wear pyjamas, unless he is having a special moment ( Read more... )