The girl who steps through the front door barely limps at all any more, and she looks tanned and healthy, and the sky behind her is bright and sunny blue.

Which makes the inside of the bar kind of a contrast.

A quick sequence of facial expressions:  surprise; delight; eagerness; dawning horror; wide-eyed panic; sudden anger;  determination.

Steph ( Read more... )

It has been a while.

But hey, look, Steph's not limping any more!  And the scars, red and glaring at last visit, have faded to pink. And if she wanted to, she could raise her arms above her shoulder-level. Both of them.  It's great.

And also?

She turns seventeen in a week.

Seventeen.

After seven years of being sixteen.

After all that, it's only the ( Read more... )

[oom: It's like forgetting the words to your favorite song.]Milliways is no stranger to the walking dead. In fact, one might even say that, in Milliways, the dead don't only walk, they rock ( Read more... )

The table of chairs is set out near the trilobite tank.

On the table are plates of cakes and biscuits to fit all sorts of dietary requirements. Tea, coffee and soft drinks.

LIFE SUPPORT!
OPEN TO ALL!
New? Confused? Worried about problems here or at home? Want free food and company? Come and join us?

[ooc: As said in back room post, now on a ( Read more... )

Wes makes it all the way to the Bar before he realises this is not, in fact, the tapcaf frequented by his fellow Rogues.

It's been a while since he was in Milliways, but he's thrilled. He beams up at the rafters, then sideways at the Observation Window, and finally down at Bar.

"Whiskey. All of-- okay, no, 'Nyri would kill me if I died of liver ( Read more... )

When the door opens for Steph this time she is framed against the background of a busy street in Nairobi, instead of the quiet villages she's been in.  She looks frazzled and tired and sore. And when she looks up and it's the bar, not the hotel lobby she expected, she looks very pleased.

"Finally.  I missed you," she informs the gleaming countertop ( Read more... )

[slightly off milliways: Guppy has suspicions, Enzo and Alex finally have introductions, and a Marvelous Escape happens.]Thankfully, after hotfooting it out of the infirmary, Alex did not encounter any more difficulties. Crawley didn't even ask why their youngest MI6 agent was nibbling a giant cookie. (He has to remember to properly thank Steph for ( Read more... )

Guppy got a little worried about... mislaying a vulnerable minor patient the other day. However, lacking in photographs, he has had to come to Bar for help.

"I appreciate the milk carton, but I'm not sure this is going to cut it." he says, looking at his rather pitiful sketch.

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It's been over a week in the bar since Black Canary and Green Lantern came into the bar looking for volunteers for a battle, but for them, it's only been a matter of hours, which is porbably why Dinah is stumbling slightly in her heels and fishnets - exhustion.

"I'm getting a drink," she's saying to Hal as they come through. "Oh, hell with it, I'm ( Read more... )

Cathy's sitting at a table in the middle of the bar, crosslegged and leaning on her elbows, creating some sort of popsicle stick masterpiece with great concentration ( Read more... )