Sam is not attuned to the balance of nature the way Kaylana is, but he doesn't need his girlfriend here to know that Milliways is seriously out of joint. The cracks, the rotting by the back door, the debris, that odd yellow thing hanging over the Bar ( Read more... )

Once upon a time, a Good wizard and his companions, having vanquished the forces of Evil, wished to keep such dire straits from afflicting their world ever again. To do that, they sought to cut off the access point to the dimension that brought Evil into their world at the source, and for a time (too long a time) they were successful ( Read more... )

Specials:
Bistort stout
Barigan whiskey
half off non-alcoholic drinks

There are two assassins behind the bar. Technically, you can place your order with either of them, though Cata's got more of an eye on the crowd; Sam's having a look at some papers. (It is business, but not business that affects anyone in Milliways ( Read more... )

(OOM:

How do you dare to tell me that I'm my father's son
When that was just an accident of birth?

Warning for the vaguest possible references to rape.)Sam is at a table within range of the dart board, chucking darts at said board ( Read more... )

There's a pair of assassins in the rafters today.
Cata's leaning against the wall; Sam, meanwhile, is a bit further out over the room, facing her. There's a pile of papers between them.

Sam picks one up and makes a series of interesting faces as he reads. "Were we this dense as firsties ( Read more... )

(OOM: "What do you mean, you lost our papers?")Cata's at her usual table, looking very pleased with herself (Sam wasn't far off with 'the cat that ate the small village,' really). But then, she's successfully tormented her firsties, Sam's in Bistort for a while, and... well, that business with the sausages didn't turn out so badly after all ( Read more... )

Somewhere out in the forest, a call is made. It's a very quiet call, but it really is intended to draw someone's attention ( Read more... )

Sam is throwing darts at the dart board.
...From his seat a few feet away, with his feet propped up on a table. He's not actively showing off, but it's an impressive display all the same.
Every now and then he gets up to collect the darts; then he starts over again.

"...You do realise, I'm sure, what a risk posing that question could be."
Sam is saying this in reply to a napkin the Bar just gave him; then there's another napkin, and he nods.
"We both know I wouldn't do that. But I wanted to be sure you were aware."
After quite a bit of perusing of books behind the counter, he goes to the board:

Specials:
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A smallish, bulbous, electronic... thing is floating lazily around Milliways at about eye level. Occasionally, it rises up to peer above the rafters, or drops down to weave between chair and table legs. But for the most part, it just stays on level, apparently observing the people and things it passes by ( Read more... )