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When Matt walks into the bar tonight, he is actually somewhat prepared. Instead of pajamas, which he might reasonably have been wearing at this hour, he's still in jeans, a vest and button-down, and a slightly loosened tie. He's got a messenger bag slung over his shoulder containing his laptop, a couple books, his red notebook, a few magical odds ( Read more... )

There's a eversomuchfun out back of the bar, wandering the paths by the lake, smoking the occasional cigarette. He is on his very best behaviour tonight and is not going to eat anyone unless they ask nicely.

(ooc: ...and warning later on in the Matt thread for discussion of Wrong Things, in re: consent issues and Obadiah Badtouch Stane.)

[before this: Matt rids himself of some unwelcome house guests. Warnings for graphic sexuality.]The first thing one is likely to notice about Matthew Harcourt Jamison is his current lack of a shirt. Secondary to that is a trio of tattoos: one a circular blossom of a warm orange-red, etched over in glossy black Sanskrit on his chest; the second a ( Read more... )

Milliways is looking awfully . . . monotonous today.

* [Cal, milliways_bar flavor] There's an adult Cal at a table toward the middle. He has raktajino and a generous sprinkling of animal fur (on his clothes, not in the mug).

* [Cal, Mixed Muses continuity] There's a twenty-year-old Cal at the Bar, pretending that being downstairs at Milliways is ( Read more... )

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It's not that Matt isn't grateful for nepotism. He loves nepotism! And it's not that he objects to the morning commute; that's why God made coffeemakers, and honestly any morning commute that's from the actual city and not a suburb is a huge improvement. It's not even that he's ended up, straight out of undergrad, getting a job that's close enough ( Read more... )

It has been, decidedly, a Long While ( Read more... )