Hawkeye Pierce has: the driest mother of all dry martinis, his favorite ratty maroon bathrobe (which is less a matter of having and more a matter of wearing) loosely knotted over his undershirt and shorts, unlaced Army boots on his feet, and a seat at the Bar. He is also humming snatches of "My Blue Heaven" under his breath and absently conducting ( Read more... )

Angel's in the bar, at a table, having some lunch and looking... very, very pleased with things.
There's a sewing project nearby as well, but he's not working on it at the moment. It's mostly done anyway.

[OOM: Luke & Mara talk, then get ready to kick ass.]

The door opens and a Mara Jade Skywalker, clad in a flightsuit, her helmet dangling from her fingers, red hair strewn over her face. "Huh."

This is a place she wasn't expecting in her snubfighter!

The room shook.

That wouldn't have been so bad if it hadn't sent Mary's book - a fairly heavy book, too - flying flying across the room, skidding along the floor to rest under a table.

Mary emerges from under that table a few minutes later, clutching the book tightly, and looking more than a little vexed about the whole situation.

Now here's something you don't see every day. At a table are three men and two women, all playing Sabacc. Biggs Darklighter, Valentine Wiggin-Skywalker, Qui-Gon Jinn, Mark Cohen and Joanne Jefferson are playing with various degrees of skill. If the piles of change in front of them are any indication, Biggs seems to be raking in the cash ( Read more... )

There is a Matilda.

Sitting by the fire with a notebook and a large bowl of peeled carrots, munching away and doing some kind of maths. It's best not to ask what kind, as she's using several alphabets in the process, some of which she may have created herself.

Here's someone that that bar hasn't seen in a while. At a table, with a pile of papers surrounding her is a blonde woman, looking a bit bored, actually. She probably could use some conversation. Any takers?

"Luke, just wear what you usually wear!" a voice calls out as the door opens. In steps Mara Jade Skywalker, putting on earrings and trying to fasten shoes all at the same time. She turns to reply to the answering call ("but you hate it when I wear black!" said in a whine, of course), but stops as she shuts the door ( Read more... )

Yesterday, or last week, depending entirely on where you're from and your sense of time, there was a wedding on the planet of Antar, between King Max Zan Evans and now-Queen Faith Lehane.

Thanks to various local methods of entrance and also Michael the Milliways chauffer, many many people showed up. They mingled, too.

Then, there was an Actual ( Read more... )

In a vague attempt to cheer the mun, and because her paid account runs out in a few days Valentine is in the bar, with a notebook and a large mug of tea. She seems to be whistling to herself, in a mostly-cheerful mood. Do come talk to her. Especially if you haven't for a while.