[oom: Some people never learn that Libraries are, in fact, not safe.]When Giles comes down from the library, he's leaning fairly heavily on the wall, looking incredibly pale and dizzy--and rather distracted and confused. It's a long, slow walk to the nearest booth, but at last he makes it and sits down heavily, trying very hard not to pass out from ( Read more... )

Buffy flip-flops toward the bar, idly scanning the room for familiar faces. While she doesn't immediately find any, she does find an unusual number of grim-looking faces.

"Jeez, who died?"

[OOM: Timeline crossing itself leads to awkward meetings.]

Giles is exhausted, troubled, and stressed out.  Besides having to track down all the books which strange and non-Scooby-gang people had actually checked out, they had to deal with an invisible girl turned more than a little psychopathic, and now...

And now he's translating from the Dagemon ( Read more... )

The Doctor is sitting in a booth by the Window staring down into his teacup. He dropped Martha back at home to visit her family. He felt like he needed to be alone, but if that were true, why did he come here ( Read more... )

(Out of Milliways: Time to do a little legwork.)

Andrew's in the bar, chewing on a piece of beef jerky (teriyaki-flavored, very tasty) and pondering. And intermittently scribbling in his notebook.

Botherable.

Jane is writing today as she tends to and at the moment, its a strange sort of story inspired by Kate that she met last night.

There's a pot of tea with a few biscuits and a small shot of whiskey for inspiration as Jane taps at her pen and wills the words to come.

Tiny tag searching for words: Jane Austen ( Read more... )

Giles peers around the door as it opens, nodding once with something resembling smugness. Last time he left the Bar he had a long talk with it about where to establish a regular door, so he could stop misplacing his office all the time.

And now he walks in, sits down, and orders some tea. His expression is thoughtful, even a little perturbed, and ( Read more... )

Heard the one about the blond who fell through the door and landed in a bar at the end of the universe?

Kate's not exactly laughing -- this hurts.

And (obviously) this isn't the driver's seat of the rental car ( Read more... )

Giles is getting a little used to this whole Bar thing by now--he stumbled in through the stacks today, luckily in the middle of taking down information on the books. As he's merely organizing the card catalogue to prepare for the electonization of the cross-referencing system later this year, he might as well do his work in peace.

With lots of ( Read more... )

Exciting things about Milliways, #342: summer is ending in Sunnydale, but it's just starting here. Like a buy one get one free (and inexplicably Scottish) deal.

Buffy settles down at the bar with a glass of apple juice and an early August tan, and proceeds to people-watch. And...alien-watch. And robot-watch. And sheep-watch.

Why is there always a