[Pre-Milliways: Indy's room* Huffing and puffing, Indy struggles downstairs, supporting himself on the banister and lurching between empty chairs and tables once he gets to the main floor. Hobbling pathetically, he reaches the bar and eventually manages to drag himself up onto a stool. He catches the eye of the nearest wait-rat and wheezes his ( Read more... )

Hyde keeps wandering through the bar and out the lake door and back again. He has a blanket draped over his arm, like the weird velour kind you'd find in a hotel room. First he gets a chair, and brings that outside. He comes back inside ( Read more... )

Lucas comes downstairs, heads over to the bar, and reclaims his laundry.

* Indy's been sitting at the bar for some time. Alone. Knocking back the whiskey and staring off into nothingness. Pretty typical night really. Drinking and thinking. Thinking and drinking. The rats don't care. He drinks his share, pays his tab with various oddments and priceless artifacts, falls over once in a while, flirts a bit when Tere isn't ( Read more... )