Perhaps you'll have already gone an' heard this story, my friend. Now, I ain't gonna tell you that tired ole line 'bout a man walkin' into a bar, 'cause I don't reckon you'd believe me anyway -- iffen you did, well, more fool you -- an' moreover it ain't exactly true, now is it ( Read more... )

Fina doesn't exactly strut from the door to the bar, but it's an odd kind of walk nevertheless. It seems to involve a lot of neck craning and turning to get a glimpse of oneself in any handy reflective surfaces.

Someone has New Hair. A bit shorter and a bit darker.

There's a bunny.

Don't you worry none, though, 'cause he ain't one've them demon bunnies from out back, no.

Ain't nothin' like that.

Jus' a normal-lookin' bunny, for th'most part.

O'course, there's the bit where he's sittin' an' nibblin' at th'leg've your trousers, but I reckon that's just a popular misconception regardin' property rights an'

Now, might be I reckon, as there was a conversation once upon a sometime as went mayhap just a bit like this:

Oh please oh please don't throw me in that -- lessee, it ain't a briar patch... Restaurant, bar... I s'pose "restaurant" at least scans right. Guess that'll have t'work.

Oh please oh please don't throw me in that restaurant, Miz Typist. ( Read more... )

There's a Scion in the bar, curled up with a book and a mug of mint eggnog ( Read more... )

She has had enough time, now, to repair the damage done to her work by Raven's interference ( Read more... )

The door swings open, and someone who looks, currently, like an elderly Native American man stumps in and looks around.

He has a stick - he doesn't actually need it to walk, but he finds it useful anyway.

After an inspection of the room, he seems to approve. Then he looks round for the other Tricksters he knows full well are there.

Gray Jay has

Now, I ain't exactly sayin' this here fellow Rabbit's been absent from this location of late. Reckon he's been around, right enough, same as you or me.

But mayhap he ain't been seen all that much. That much, sure, reckon I can grant you that ( Read more... )

It is an anthropomorphized Fox sitting at Bar with a pot of tea and a plate of Inari sushi. Do feel free to talk to her.

Do not feel free to assume that she is a foxgirl, because she is far, far closer to the "cuddly furry thing with big teeth" type than the "sexy person with ears" type.