Today, Guppy has two signs up.

The doctor is in

And the second, because he's noticed some new faces:

New? Confused? Just plain stressed out? Free tea and marshmallows.

[OOM: Dexter's had a rough time lately, and it doesn't seem to be getting much better very quickly.]

For the first time in a long time, Dexter enters Milliways, and heads straight to the bar for something strong.

He's approachable - somewhat - but not nearly in the best of moods. Socialize with caution.

The front door opens onto a plain of dry earth and sun-scorched grass, as far as the eye can see ( Read more... )

Mary Lennox turned eleven yesterday.

There may, therefore, be an extra-proud spring in her step as she marches into the bar today, Angel the kitten trotting along behind her.

She's going to the bar for a milkshake. An eleven-year-old's milkshake.

There are three things you need to know ( Read more... )

Dexter's been holed up in his room for the past few days, coming down only to ask the bar for some peculiar things a bit at a time before heading back up. A new shirt, for one. Books you can't find on Earth. A DNA kit, a screwdriver, and a giant carton of red licorice, among other things ( Read more... )

((OOM: Elsewhere: Boredom and the single faeWARNINGS! For general creepiness and evil.))The door slams shut behind the newest patron of this fine establishment, with what was meant to be a rather obnoxious crash. However, due to the rather annoying properties this place tends to exhibit, it's much more of a thud then a crash, and that serves only to ( Read more... )

This could be one of the shortest entry posts ever. This post could consist of nothing but the words Atlantean hangover and it might, in fact, be enough. However, because less is quite often not more, there will be further description ( Read more... )

Dexter wanders into the bar, a little bit later than intended. He's never actually left the grounds, but he figured he'd have a good look around. Now he's back, looking for Mary. They have an appointment to keep with one Captain Jack Sparrow and Henry Wellard.

No notebook today. No scribbled tangle of equations and layouts and plans.

River listens to advice, sometimes. Even reluctantly ( Read more... )