"Whoah!" is the cry, as a young woman in a super-suit goes tumbling through the door, knocking over several chairs as she skids along the ground before eventually being stopped by the bar ( Read more... )

You know, Kronk's not one huuuuuundred percent sure he's allowed to be using the kitchen. But he picked up his own ingredients at the Bar, so really all he's borrowing is the space!

Besides. Some nights are just really good nights for s'mores. Who doesn't love chocolatey, marshmallowy goodness ( Read more... )

[OOM: Way, way back, Linguini got permission from Nico and the other Runaways to take Molly to visit Paris. So they did, and there was cuteness and sillyness and French food and funky hats, and Molly acquired herself another foster brother. And fangirled Notre Dame. Millitimed to ages and ages back.]

[OOM: Up in Mel's suite, Roshaun dreamsThere's a small commotion on the stairs as someone comes down - a young boy with long blond hair, stumbling and clinging to the rail. Patches of blood are visible on the shoulder of his tunic and on his pants at the thigh, and there's a burned spot right through the cloth at his side ( Read more... )

From a plain, dim corridor lit with flickering candles, the light and noise of Milliways is startling, to say the least. A tall, thin man dressed all in faded black glances around quickly and warily, before tilting his head with a small, inscrutable smile. Well, well ( Read more... )

Sam Linnfer is outside, shirtless and swordfighting illusions in the snow. Considering how long he's been Bound, he currently looks extremely damn pleased with himself.

This smugness has very little to do with his current pastime.

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Molly Hayes, by contrast, is huddled up with a large dark hot chocolate milkshake on a squishy chair by the fire, ( Read more... )

So. There are now photos up around the bar of one Atton Rand with his hair in braids. Very pretty braids, really. He looks slightly drunk (okay, more than slightly) in the photos, for the very good reason that he was drunk at the time. Very drunk.

The source of all this is the small girl sitting on a table in the middle of the bar, a sheaf of ( Read more... )

Nathan was at the bar again with a scotch in hand. Not much else to do really. He thought he might have woke up briefly. But only to be told by his mother that Peter was missing, while he finally got a good look in the mirror at what the explosion had left him as. He didn't remember passing out, but he was back here again so it must be so. Nothing ( 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... )

( It has been a rough couple of days. )