Matilda has an armchair by the fire, a mug of hot chocolate, and a copy of Beowulf in the original Anglo-Saxon. By her standards this counts as non-academic relaxation. Do say hello.

Jhalak is hanging from the rafters by one arm, surveying the bar with two eyes, the remaining two arms tucked close to its body. It's not sure it likes being away ( Read more... )

The translucent pink woman who bounds through the front door of Milliways is very precariously wearing a white men's button-down shirt as a makeshift dress ( Read more... )

Veronica's in the bar, though you'd be hard-pressed to find her.

She's under a table.

Considering that:

1. Her disguise has most likely been compromised (yeah, thanks, Elle); and
2. Some sort of electrically-based hit has been taken out on herself and friends (Elle again)...

Well, she's decided to lay low for a while. Literally ( Read more... )

Lissar checks to be certain that Ace is not around. Then she enters the bar with a catalog under one arm and announces to the room at large, "I am setting up Ace's Hen's Night. I am entirely asexual. I need assistance in choosing appropriate party-games." and sets the catalog down on the table.

Lissar is brilliant, brilliant red.

So the thing is, it's damn near impossible for a goo girl to conceal a watergun about her person. She would probably have to wear actual clothes, and that's just right out ( Read more... )

One Isaac Mendez, in the Bar, at a table by himself, staring down a glass of whiskey like he's in a staring contest and he's in it to win it ( Read more... )

Well.

Goo girl at the bar, folks.

No drink. Big smile.

Three guesses what she's after and the first two don't count.

Bother at will, especially if you're pretty.

[tinytag: assassin]

The door slides open, and X5-494 loses the game of expectations ( Read more... )

The door opens before River; she doesn't touch the handle, nor push. (On Serenity's side, this doorway is an open arch between hall and kitchen, the sliding doors recessed into the wall as they nearly always are.) Her fingers drift over the doorframe, the smooth sudden transition between metal and hardwood, as she steps through ( Read more... )

John comes downstairs. He's around. Perhaps he'll run in to you.