The story is always this: a new person walks through the front door, pauses and looks surprised ( Read more... )

...look, it's not like he doesn't know the strange things this bar can do. He remembers he once fell in love with a young woman here, for no rhyme or reason. And he's a playa playa. Love is always one sided, and not on his end. So he's well aware the bar can make you feel strange, at least ( Read more... )

When Fox Mulder appeared in the Bar, he was wearing a dressy white shirt, sans coat, and his tie was loose. He tugged at it the rest of the way, tucking it into the pocket of his dress pants, and put his hands on his hips. This was a familiar place, though not where he'd expected to be right now. Having just finished examining some evidence related ( Read more... )

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Jane was looking for a quiet place to write and this was not her house.

Her hands are full of paper and her fingers stained with ink as she looks around trying to not look too confused.

(OOC: I bow to the headvoice and open for ages.)

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Eddie would be doing his nut in, being Bound this long. Leah's kind of enjoying it. She gets to meet people, practice out back, invent new weaponry, and there's real ale on tap ( Read more... )