[OOMs:

Do YOU know what happened last night?

Abigail does, but she's disinclined to share with the troops.

The hunt for Sven. No llamas or scary sheep robots were injured in the writing of this thread.]

[OOMs:

Walking like a one-man army,
Fighting with the shadows in your head,
Living out the same old moments,
Knowing you'd be better off instead,
If you could only,
Say what you need to say.]

[Dear Milliways: Please ignore the date we started this plot. Abigail has just been holding a grudge for a really long time. It makes sense, really. See: ( Read more... )

Sam drags his butt through the door. He’s slightly hung over so when he makes his way to the bar for a glass of V8 he gets a napkin with a note. Walking behind the bar he puts on an apron and then blinks his eyes clear, before writing on the board.

Today’s Specials
Tell me a good hangover cure and all beer is half off. 
Satisfied with that he then ( Read more... )

Brock has discovered the dart board. This is not to say that he is throwing darts at it, though.

No. His Bowie knife is far more manly than darts. He lobs it at the board, and it hits with enough force to knock chunks from its surface.

It hits just outside of the bullseye, and Brock grunts angrily. He's getting out of practise.

Fake Tags: Brock ( Read more... )

Don is sitting on the couch, reading a book. This is not out of the ordinary, but he's usually doing it at home, not in the bar.

Perhaps he's feeling social? Or maybe he just wanted some of the (admittedly excellent) tea?

Or maybe the door opened here, and he took it as a sign.

The front door just kind of fades away as it reveals a young woman one the other side, her left hand raised in some sort of gesture. She would look Egyptian if it wasn't for her red hair and eyes. On her side of the door is what looks and feels like a cave, on the other side ( Read more... )

Leo is giving a bottle of sake a long look. His glass is still empty but, he might. Yet.

The lovely lady who is sitting at the Bar has a cream-colored slip of a sundress, a coy smile, and a slender flute of pink lemonade.

(What? Not everything has to be alcoholic.)

If she sees you, she is likely to smile-- but exceptions will certainly be notified.

[ooc: slowtime in 3ish hours. have at 'til then! everything will be picked up ( Read more... )

When Bar wants Alanna to do something, she usually does it without too much question. No one asks her anymore if it was her twin brother Thom who scarred Bar and Bernard, but she remembers, and she still, to this day, feels partly responsible ( Read more... )

Don wanders absently into the bar. He may or may not realize he's still wearing some magnifying lenses strapped to his head.

It's close to lunch time in New York, so he settles down on a bar stool and orders sauteed tempeh and vegetables.

Yes, I bet you didn't know life as a mutant ninja turtle was this thrilling.

Munch munch munch.