{ OOM: He's killed her and he doesn't want to remember anything anymore. Spoilers for Season...Two. Also: Explains lack of remembering Milliways, for great help for me ( Read more... )

Quinn is seated at one of the tables with his back to the Window, doing his best to load books and a number of other packages into the largest backpack he's ever seen in his life. He and Creedy are going to be heading home sometime very soon, and he wants to make sure they'll be able to carry everything they need ( Read more... )

Guppy comes into the bar, sporting even more of a suntan than he was yesterday. He heads over to the bar and grabs a sandwich, and a cup of tea.

He sits in a booth near the infirmary, taking an opportunity to flick through the Times, something he's been unable to get in Cambodia. Come join him.

You think this is Apropos' entrance post. It looks like it. Smells like it. Yes, I saw you sniffing it, don't think I didn't. It sounds like it might be as well, what with it being in first person. Apropos might even be sitting in one of the booths enjoying breakfast. It is not, however, Apropos' entrance post ( Read more... )

At the Bar you will find one Lando Calrissian, gambler, scam artist, businessman, and former general. Of late, his life has taken a turn for the quiet. Oh, it's not a quiet time for the New Republic. But far from the intrigue of the new government, and even farther from the battles raging between fading Empire and rising Alliance, Lando is ( Read more... )

When a horse gets colic, it needs to be walked. Alanna is applying the same principle to herself, although she keeps Mithros at her side as she ambles along the lake shore. She looks tired and slightly uneasy in her own skin, possibly because not many of her clothes fit her at the moment -- she has resorted to a skirt and one of Adam's ( Read more... )

[OOM: "Have you seen this man?"]Whatever good temper Wells was in yesterday, it's long since gone. He doesn't even bother stopping at the Bar for an order, instead stalking straight through to the back door. Unless he greatly misses his guess, his heavy bag is still hanging from one of the trees on the edge of the wood, and he badly needs to hit ( Read more... )

It's been a few days. Jack's spent most of the time up until now sorting through the debris-- sometimes with help-- and salvaging what there was to salvage ( Read more... )

One year ago, in a galaxy far, far away, a band of rebels did the impossible. They killed the Emperor and his chief cohort. They dealt the Imperial Fleet a blow unlike any it had ever seen. They gave birth to a new Republic ( Read more... )

Annie makes her way down the stairs and heads over to the Bar. "Excuse me," she says politely, "but I don't suppose you might have some sort of newspaper or- oh, I don't know, some other source of information about the economy and business prospects in Yorkshire ( Read more... )