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[fridged]

Who: Bucky and various other ENABLERS and OPEN and just threadjack people.
What: A bunch of people end up in a bar. Hijinks.
Where: The Silver Apple I am so sorry Ladon we'll try not to ICly destroy it.
When: Now.
Warnings: I...probably horrible things will happen. Will edit if there's death or people hit third base and are heading to home or

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[wouldhavewords]

It's not every day that Thor actually sees something spontaneously catch on fire without even magic being an obvious conclusion. But it behooves him to act without thinking when other people are in danger.

Which means grabbing the nearest pitcher of water he can find and tossing it onto the table and anyone who might be standing nearby.

/innocently slips a tag in here posted no other tags nope why do you ask.

[balancetheblood]

Toby is not entirely sure how the table caught fire as she was walking past with her drink.

She's also not entirely sure how she ended up doused in quite a bit of water, though she has the idea it has something to do with the blond guy holding the pitcher.

Toby, dripping, is just going to blink a bit.

"What... just happened?"

sldkfaksdf /DRAGS SELF OUT OF TAG SLUMP

[wouldhavewords]

Thor blinks. Because to him, it's pretty obvious what just happened. But then again, maybe for other people it wasn't. So he decides to apologize and clarify in one go.

"I am truly sorry, lady, but the table was on fire."

The great thing is that Toby is SO USED to people like him. XD

[balancetheblood]

...It's almost as if Etienne had dumped a pitcher of water on her. And then decided to stop being a prick who hated her.

"Yeah, no, it's... it's fine, but why was the table on fire?" She's just going to... set her (now kind of watery) beer down and wring her shirt out.

[ironhowdoesit]

[ and Tony leaps up from his table, howling in laughter as he tries to put on the fire with a random table napkin he stole from someone. I actually don't have an appropriate icon for this so just imagine a very happy Tony right before he gets kidnapped ]

[fuckinghubble]

And Raimi was at the bar.

All one had to say was of course Raimi was at the bar. When he's not busy with his own devices at home or getting drunk at End of Line, he's at every other fucking bar on the space station. What did you think he was there for?

Granted, this was one of those rare occasions that Raimi stopped by at one (more specifically, the Silver Apple) on business rather than pleasure.

So fitting that this visit would result in spontaneous acts of arson.

"What. The. Fuck!"

[fridged]

The eloquent gentlemen to Bucky's right echoed his thoughts on the spontaneous arson in a short and succinct phrase, summarizing his thoughts on the matter in three simple words. So Bucky turned to him and asked, in a similar tone, "Does this sort of thing happen a lot?" Because if so he'd be taking his beer back to where he was staying in the future.

[fuckinghubble]

Craziness was a common thing around here. Raimi was no stranger to the crazy. However, even then it wasn't an everyday occurrence in which a table caught fire, and a Norse God promptly extinguished it.

"Not usually, no. Jesus fucking Christ."

[fridged]

"Right..."

Bucky looked at the now doused table for a moment and then decided that he could (and probably wanted to, if only for the sake of everything) ignore that tableau unfolding, turning his attention to the other man. After a moment, he decided that he seemed alright. There's no way this could end badly. "James Barnes. I arrived not that long ago."

[hawkwards]

( he's not sure whether to laugh or be alarmed, really. he decides on laughter after a moment. )

[whatvr_it_takes]

[She's new. She needs a drink. She doesn't necessarily need to see spontaneously combustible furniture but, well, there you have it.]

So is this the going form of entertainment around here?

[hawkwards]

I was just wondering that, myself, but if it is, I'll take it.

[whatvr_it_takes]

[She reaches up to unlock and remove her helmet.] Any idea which seats are liable to bursto flame?

[Not that her armor couldn't handle it, but it'd be nice to at least try to avoid it.]

NO DESTROYING THE BAR PLZ.

[rustigedraak]

"Damn it, what'd I say 'bout startin' shit in my bar?"

The place hadn't even been open a week and someone had start setting shit on fire. Maybe he should just say screw it and take a long walk into the ocean and pray he woke up in nieve. Thankfully the fire had been put out, but these were real wooden tables. Fire didn't exactly cause little damage. God forbid these assholes set MORE of it on fire.

"Anythin' burns or breaks, you're fuckin' replacin' it, fellas. One more thing catches fire and you're out for good. The end. Get it?"