[OOM: Chase and guilt and nightmares and suppression. Rated D for Daddy issues, and A for some serious Angst.]

The front door opens and in walks a dashing fellow. Sword hanging proudly on his hip, panache bouncing brightly on his hat. And just look at him and his wee little boots.

Smiling when he see's where he's at Puss walks up to the bar, climbs up onto a stool and orders a glass of milk.

Chase is around, and he's sitting by himself, just enjoying the atmosphere.

He has a cup of coffee before him, thinking that Wilson was right when he had said it was the best coffee.

Feel free to disturb him.

The door flies open, and Mark runs in, followed by a mass of glittered styrofoam. "Kyle! Stop throwing things into my office! Go bother Adam. Seriously. He -needs- to get laid." Slamming the door, he turns around, eying the mass of glitter on the floor, then the bar. Facepalm.

[OOM: Chase, pre-ish-Milliways]It's been a while since Dr Robert Chase has been in Milliways--a great long while, in fact ( Read more... )