Detective Grace Hanadarko, Oklahoma City P.D., is having what even she considers to be an odd day ( Read more... )

When an operative enters a room, usually she checks the exits first.  After that, counter surveillance and potential threats.  And finally, potential clients or contacts.  Information is useful and there is always information to be had.

Fi has never quite gotten used to the constantly shifting layout of the room, so she usually ends up tucked up at ( Read more... )

It hasn't escaped Indy's notice that Mike has been taking quite a few bartending shifts of late. As assistant bar manager, Indy really ought to be pulling his weight as well. So, he's behind the bar this afternoon, fedora in place and a bar towel draped over one shoulder. If there's any reluctance on his part, it doesn't show. His demeanor is ( Read more... )

Urania is behind the bar again, but this time she's not alone. She's flanked by two of her elder sisters, who are lounging against the bar, bickering amiably. Apparently it's family night. Three Muses, Urania, Euterpe, and Erato

So.

A lot of things have happened since this particular face was seen in the bar, but now it'sback, standing by the door, assessing the situation.

It's been four months for Claire Bennet Butler (no, we'll go with Bennet, that's how people know her, here), and they've not been particularly happy ones, though safe enough. She didn't think she'd see ( Read more... )

A muse in her usual black and silver draperies and bare feet walks through the observation window and over to the bar. She wrinkles her nose when she sees there's no 'tender and walks around behind the polished wooden surface. The trail of tiny planets and stars that followed her in dance around for a moment and then spread themselves out along the ( Read more... )

In Tortall, in a seaside village recovering from a late winter storm, a knight in riding leathers kicks in a cottage door when her demands to surrender to the king’s justice go unanswered. Sword drawn, she plans on searching the property for the last of a group of raiders her party has been tracking since midday ( Read more... )

Over near the door, a redheaded knight holding a sword in her lap is perched on a table, people watching. For want of a better place to put it, her security badge is attached to the waistband of her trousers, just visible under her loose linen shirt. She's mostly still, brow wrinkled in thought, but every now and then she stands and paces an ( Read more... )

It's Indy's turn to work the bar tonight. He arrives from outside after a lazy afternoon by the lake, and, as he makes his way behind the counter, he removes his shades and fastens a few of the buttons on his shirt. Apparently, these actions and a quick hand wash are all that's needed to transform him from beach bum into professional bartender ( Read more... )

Poof!

Veronica! Bar!

It's maaaaaagic.