There are always problems when it comes to gambling ( Read more... )

It's been a pretty good day, all things considered.

Simon Tam is sitting at a table, with a mixed-greens salad and a salmon filet, going over a list on his portable datareader.

Hawkeye Pierce sits at the bar, martini carelessly dangling from one hand and microphone from the other. The microphone, it should probably be mentioned, is attached to a big old-fashioned-looking (brand new) reel-to-reel tape recorder ( Read more... )

It's funny how much a little bit of hypnotism can change your perspective, even if all you thought you were getting out of it was attacked by a giant wasp ( Read more... )

It would be inaccurate to say that Brennan is 'eyeball to eyeball' with the skull in her hands. Ditto for 'nose to nose'. Skulls have neither eyeballs nor noses. In this particular case, all soft tissue would have completely disintegrated months ago, leaving nothing but bone behind ( Read more... )

Here's someone who's been busy with his shop in Lunar, but now Draco was piling over notes, contract laws in the Wizarding world, and Lunar. Also commerce regulations. It was all scattered haphazardly over a table, with a tea service half buried in paperwork and parchments ( Read more... )

There's something new behind the bar today. Someone new, anyway. Hawkeye Pierce is leaning on the Bar with all the loose-limbed lazy grace in the multiverse, wearing a ratty maroon bathrobe over his uniform but appearing to be relatively awake and alert ( Read more... )

Hawkeye Pierce sits at the bar, martini in hand and brown cap of his dress uniform on the bar. This is probably because he is wearing his dress uniform, for once in his life. It is crisp, brown, and proper, with shiny buttons -- and a red kimono thrown over the top ( Read more... )

It's been a long, tiring day of reading, and drawing pictures, and wrestling with Benny.

In fact, Jordan is still wrestling with Benny when she tumbles through the door to Milliways.

Oops?

At least she's too busy rolling on the floor with her dog to be scared--for the moment.

Give her a second to realize where she is.

Or maybe a couple minutes

[OOM: Gabriel Tam gives a speech to a cheerful crowd, and to a few surprise guests.

And things really, really don't go as planned.]The door slams open, and Regan Tam runs through. For once, she's neither composed nor immaculate, though she was a short while ago; her hair is straggling, her face white and eyes wild. She grabs the door, holding it ( Read more... )