Sikozu is wandering the bar, as she is want to do when she's bored. She does, however, have a purpose as well, which is nice. There's nothing she likes more than having a purpose. Aside from learning.

Anyway, alien wandering, looking for someone in particular but will try to be nice to anyone in general.

Lenny's been thinking lately, and he's decided it has to be done. A sign is posted on the notice board:

WANTED: NEEDED: Chick Sitter. Four multi-colored chicks, regular biology (as far as I can tell). They like bread and water, exercise and bed-time stories. Apply with me, Lenny Inchpot, or leave note with Bar, care of Lenny Inchpot. Interviews ( Read more... )

It's been a long few days, and Trina, tired of neat black suits and low heels, just wants to get back to her apartment, close all the blinds, put on sweats, and be alone ( Read more... )

Lenny Inchpot has always been responsible. He likes the feeling. So now he's got four multi-colored chicks to watch over, and to be absolutely sure he does this right, he had asked Bar for some books on chicks ( Read more... )

Draco was lounging on the couch by the fireplace. Martin the chick was peeping contently on his shoulder. Dressed in very fine looking dark forest green robes, lined with silver thread. Though it only made his pale face seem even paler. He was breathing slowly, watching the flames, and seemed to be in a light trance or meditative state.

Lenny clearly doesn't get it. But then again, he is stuck. So why not make the most of it? He's been wandering around all night, just thinking and looking around. He even went outside to check out the "meteor shower ( Read more... )

[Pre-Milliways]"Mom, can I get some pie? Prison food isn't that good." A young man, aged 23, six feet even with strong biker's legs and an even stronger mature face backs into Milliways, fully expecting to be in his mother's luncheonette ( Read more... )