You know what there's been a low occurance of in the bar lately?

Spanish sword-wielding revenge-seekers-turned-pirates.

Fortunately, this recent lack is currently being remedied somewhat.

Arr?

Alanna has become quite good at multitasking, which normally would not be worthy of note, but the introduction of triplets into her daily life has made it so ( Read more... )

It's Monday, so George can be found in the usual place.

Behind the bar!

He's here to serve you drinks!

Won't you indulge him?

"Tonight's drinks are Acid Rain, Affinity, Afterglow and Alexandra."

Have at.

"What'll it be?"

[ Vesper leaves. ]This is James Bond ( Read more... )

There is only so long that a man like Bill Block can brood on his insecurities.

Because there are other doctors here and they're better then him goddamnit and he could have done tons more with his life if he hadn't been fucking Hill Billy trash and if his dad hadn't been a bastard and if his wife wasn't a whore and-

Yes.

Doctor. Goddamnit. ( Read more... )

[OOM: Scheherazade's ploy appears to be working. Warning for some sexual references.]

Scheherazade is still in her dressing gown when the door that she opens turns out to lead, not to King Shahryar's gardens, but to a strange, dimly lit room made all of wood.

She frowns.

I must have taken the wrong door ...

But somehow, she rather doubts it.

Day Two of servitude.

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[Pre-Milliways: In the kingdom of Persia, there is a wedding.

Scheherazade is not so sure she will live to see the next day.]