The door opens, and a man backs in, laughing. His clothes would be considered formal by the standards of most worlds, though they're casual as far as he's concerned.

The laughter stops when he glances over his shoulder, replaced by blinking as he turns to get a better look.

Welcome to Milliways, Lune of Archenland.

A distracted red-head in a wheelchair rolls into the Bar. "Okay, Dinah, I'll give you another call after you land." She stops pushing herself along and reaches up to slide the headset off her head. She slides her glasses down and pinches the bridge of her nose ( Read more... )

It's early afternoon ( Read more... )

Colin is in the bar ( Read more... )

Edmund steps through the painting from the House of Arch, book and sketchbook in hand, with the idea of getting dinner and seeing who's about.

He is, however, quite thoroughly distracted by his first good look at the bar.

Why, he knows better than to ask, has there been an invasion of animate children's toys ( Read more... )

When Sophie enters the bar today, she has to expend some energy making sure a mournful-looking red setter stays on the other side of the door, before making her way to a table where she sits peacefully, working on her blue-and-silver sewing project ( Read more... )

The way Cliff figures it?
He's doomed.
Or someone put a curse on him, other than the Parental Curse delivered by his mother. * Maybe both.
He'd been Bound for weeks, barely dodging that bullet. It had been the middle of their wedding anniversary dinner. He'd stepped out to get a wine glass and BLAM OMG MILLIWAYS ( Read more... )

One thing about going for a long horseback ride in the cold, and then walking your horse dry and putting him away in the darkening shadows of evening: it makes sitting in the warmth with tea really, really appreciated ( Read more... )

Here's someone who hasn't been around in a while: Peach has somehow managed to make a stealthy entrance and is perched at a table in a shadowy corner, happily demolishing one of the chairs.

Also occasionally making car alarm noises. She's really not very good at the whole 'stealthy' thing.

[OOM: Some while ago, Piotr brings Edmund some news.]