The number of neon-clad teenagers in the bar has just gone up by one.

She got her pink boots up on a table over there, see? Yeah, the one with the chocolate milkshake peoplewatching.

Earthman at the bar. Staring at the small plush dolphin that came with his tea.

Sentient drink-serving furniture has an odd sense of humor.

Suzi Darley has developed a love for high-heeled shoes. They're something unknown in her world, in her time, and while many of the women in Milliways are about the same height she is, the fact of the matter is that compared to her lover Suzi is shortIn general her balance sheet (if she were to get around to making one) is firmly in the black; she ( Read more... )

She has not felt especially inclined toward company for the past few days, as it happens. Instead, Moiraine has spent the time in her study, searching among histories and legends for anything that might stand as a solution to a potentially very large problem. When she comes downstairs today, it is with the intention of retrieving tea and a light ( Read more... )

Mark walks into the bar, snickering, and shaking glitter out of his hair. He really can't believe that they'd -do- that, but hey. Get a pack of Bohemians together, and -someone- is going to end up looking absurd. He just doesn't realize that he's got a glittered sign on his back bidding people to kick him. Whoops.

[ When you're kidnapped, mentally screwed with, and arrested all in one week, there's not a whole heck of alot you can do. Figures that the good would only be balanced out by the bad. And it figures that after surviving a face off with a serial killer and the machinations of a mysterious figure who rivals the Cigarette Smoking Man, you'd be ( Read more... )

Somewhere in UNIT headquarters someone is reading a report on Milliways. To some degree they're wishing they were allowed to drink on the job, but that's their problem, really, isn't it? Not the Brigadier's, certainly. He's off duty for the evening, which is why he's here rather than back in England. There are a few things he'd like to check out in ( Read more... )

Michael wanders in through the front door, intently reading some kind of report, and almost trips over a chair before he catches himself.

"...huh. The door's never been there before."

[OOM: There's always fire.]

The door opens, spilling heat and smoke and the sounds of crackleburning trees. Flames rage in the background, not yet beaten back by streams of water.

And then - there's a woman.

For a moment, she's nearly impossible to look at. Red hair, white skin, eyes reflecting the blaze even though she's turned away from it, Fire ( ( Read more... )

A small preteen girl comes flying through the door to crash into the bar, the long ears of her pink bunny hat streaming behind her. As she gets groggily to her feet and stares around, her wide, scared eyes are glowing pink. Her hands might be curled into fists, but something of her face says clearly 'little girl lost ( Read more... )