(OOM: Fight and flight.)The door of the bar slams open with enough force to send it bouncing off the wall behind it. The figure mostly in dark-red that follows is running as fast as she can. Fast enough that it's only in the instant that she runs into the first table nearest the door that she realizes where she is ( Read more... )

Winter is a dark and bleak time of year. If past experience is anything to go on this ought to sit well with him, but... well, it neither appeals to nor dismays him. It simply is, and that is one more constant in the days that make up his very life. As ever, his core temperature runs at a steady neutral; as ever, he sits in the crook of his favored ( Read more... )

Rae has to make a few trips to the Bar from the kitchen before all of the gift baskets of baked goods have been delivered. Each has a note with them, and contain a variety of baked goods, from cinnamon rolls to Bitter Chocolate Death, from Lemon Lechery to Cran-Paradise, from apple-walnut bread to rosemary-garlic rolls, the ratio of sweet to ( Read more... )

Today's dismal weather (both in New Arcadia and at Milliways) has made Sunshine wonder how one goes about putting a permanent ban on winter. The day was so dark with rain that the streetlights around the coffeehouse hadn't gone off until nearly noon. Everyone had been cranky and tired - Sunshine included ( Read more... )

After Sunshine had turned in her room key to leave, a week ago and a couple months ago, Bar had apparently kept it for her. When Rae had asked for a room key, she'd gotten... the same key, as if Bar had known she'd be coming back. It was a heartening gesture, but it also made Rae wonder how much the bar knew that she wasn't telling anyone ( Read more... )

In the back by the lake, a solitary figure perches on a tree branch overlooking the water. The very last rays of light ripple off it; they could easily mesmerize if he let them do so ( Read more... )

Zelgadiss had tried his door repeatedly, thinking to go back to his friends and the journey they had undertaken in the strange, nigh magic-less Outer World. He could always forget, a little, around his friends. They brightened the world enough that he could smile, even if sometimes they caused him headaches as well. But the door stayed closed, ( Read more... )

Zelgadiss has slept better these past two night than he has in years. His rest had been deep, his sleep uninterrupted, his dreams pleasant ( Read more... )

It's been... a long time since he was able to leave this place. Three times daily he checks the door; three times daily he's rebuffed ( Read more... )

Ingress sits at the bar, her sword dangling from her sword belt and her legs kicking in the air. They are much closer to touching the bottom rung of the barstool than they've been before.

She sips her milkshake. Once she's done, she'll follow the rules and go home. The nice thing about milkshakes is you can sip on them for a loooong time.