December 15th, 2009 12:55 am [ ] milliways_bar [stilljustandrew] Out of Milliways: Andrew makes a phone call.

December 14th, 2009 9:42 pm [ ] milliways_bar [notimewarp] Perhaps a change of pace is in order. The Massive Wanker Damien has been breathing down his neck for some fresh material, and working from home has suddenly become Tim's idea of a nightmare. He's been told no more mutants, no more aliens, and no more superheroes. Damien's expecting something a little less cliché on his desk by tomorrow, but unfortunately, the things Damien finds cliché are exactly the sorts of things Tim rather enjoys. So, with his black sketchbook and a drafting pencil, Tim's sat right in the middle of the bar, drawing anyone that happens to look interesting.

December 14th, 2009 8:35 pm [ ] milliways_bar [a_mere_child] [ mood | working ] Enter Alyx Vance. She's looking very subdued at the moment, and has a moderately-sized stack of papers under one arm. "Bar? I need a map of North American rail lines in my world, circa 2001. The biggest one you can get me." She takes the folded paper that materializes and heads for the biggest table in the Bar. Vance Prime has work to do. [ooc: Open until it scrolls.] 30

December 14th, 2009 11:16 pm [ ] milliways_bar [remindmeof_me] [OOM: Some time ago, after the Scab got destroyed but before Barney Calhoun got rescued, a couple of Resistance leaders made a decision. And when something like that happens, people hear about it, and act on it... The Combine, though they probably don't count as people, can act on things too.]

December 14th, 2009 10:08 pm More Secret Santa Icon Stuff [ ] ways_back_room [watching_you] Wanted to post a quick note to let everyone who signed up for the exchange know that your assignments should be in your inboxes. If you don't seem to have an assignment or any other issues arise, please let me know! Tah!

December 14th, 2009 9:01 pm [ ] milliways_bar [jane_becomes] Jane had gone home and worried that her mother or Cassandra would wonder about the bandage on her neck but Dr. Cullen did a good job and no one noticed. Though she found her dreams were slightly richer as if there was something strange and full of passion inside her. She would wake up and try to write them but they slipped from her hand like the morning fog. When a door to Milliways appeared, she at first hesitated but then went through to order a pot of tea and keep trying to write what she could not quite grasp. 22

December 14th, 2009 7:21 pm [ ] milliways_bar [hunterswidow] Ellen's sitting at the bar, reading over what looks like a letter. By the time anyone gets close enough to read its contents, it'll be folded up and placed in her back pocket in the blink of an eye. It's only a minor comfort, knowing Joanna's out there, safe somewhere. The rest isn't something a strong glass of liquor can't fix. "Whiskey, please, Bar," she says, just loud enough to be audible, voice low and rasping. "Neat." 17

December 14th, 2009 6:56 pm [ ] milliways_bar [isaysimplewords] [OOM, Millitimed to Halloween: In which it is decided that unwanted costumes shall be disposed of. Warning for adult activity of the fade-to-black variety.]

December 15th, 2009 12:21 am Long Overdue EPs! [ ] milliways_bar [necessary_child] Sam Linnfer is out on the lakeside, hands shoved in his pockets. He's not really doing much - just wandering about. Company, and distraction from the claustrophobia, would be entirely welcome. ~ Molly Hayes is sitting inside, working on a rather complicated Pokemon jigsaw puzzle (all 252 characters - at least, when she entered the bar there were only 252), her tongue sticking out slightly in concentration. She probably wouldn't mind the help. ~ Minerva McGonagall - the eighteen-year-old one - is sitting at the bar with a butterbeer. She looks like she's playing chess with the Invisible Man - not exactly impossible, given where she is - but she's actually playing against Bar. ...It's anyone's guess who's winning. ~ And Raoul of Goldenlake is slumped in a squishy chair in front of the fire in his very best dress clothes, looking very pleased to be there, thank you. There's yet another interminable Midwinter party going on outside his door, and he plans on staying hidden in here for as long as possible in the faint hope that maybe time will carry on outside without him. 47

December 14th, 2009 9:31 pm Forge post [ ] milliways_bar [ostro_goth] Teja is in the forge, working furiously. The midwinter holidays are not far off; also, it has been his while since he's seen Charlie, and that brings up feelings in the Goth that are best dealt with by intense sparring, or vigorous hammering. The cats, not minding the noise, lounge by the fire. Despite the cold outside, the door is open, and all comers, be they friend or stranger, customer or merely curious, are welcome.- [[OOC: Forge post -- open until it scrolls!]] 39

December 14th, 2009 12:38 pm [ ] milliways_bar [tesla_bot] Robo can almost see his door. Which is good on a number of levels. In the meantime there's still a robot with blue eyes working through a stack of old magazines and breaking from time to people watch and check out the door, wall, whatever. Other distractions are always an option though. Tiny Tag: Robo Open while it's on the front. OOC: Mun is attempting to fight pre-Christmas work hours of wacky and the urge to hibernate. Please bear with. 42

December 14th, 2009 10:20 am [ ] milliways_bar [til_it_aint] Maybe Ben hasn't been around the bar quite as much these last few days, but maybe that's 'cause a few days ago he went to the bar and found a room key waitin' for him. And maybe, silly as it felt, he asked the bar who'd done it and she hadn't told him, right, but the point of it all was that there was a room for him and a place to sleep that wasn't the couches by the fire. 's a small room, sure, bed and chest of drawers and bathroom but it's private, quiet, gives him a place to be alone. So Ben's been up there 'cept maybe, at some point, he went and realized that he didn't exactly want to be alone. So he's down in the bar, now, sittin' in a chair with his holey old boots propped up on a table. Got a stick of wood and a penknife and he's whittlin' a bit, ain't too good but he needs something to do with his hands or he's gonna go crazy. Could be he's in a better mood then usual, too. Could be. 2

December 14th, 2009 11:15 am [ ] milliways_bar [hands_of_blu] Medic is getting very, very tired of being set on fire. The next time he sees that one RED Pyro on his tail, he's going to leave off with the Blutsauger and the Ubersaw and chase the son of a motherless dog down so he can strangle him with his bare hands. Gloved hands. Whatever. If you smell smoke passing through the Bar today, Medic is why. He came straight from work and is doing some thoroughly irritated drinking before he hits the showers. 30

December 14th, 2009 10:54 am [ ] milliways_bar [evilontheloose] Jordan at a booth. Huge breakfast*, with toast, jam, cheese, milk and coffee added. How Jordan manages to pack in so much food within her tiny frame is a mystery for the ages, but she might try to explain if asked; sharing is more unlikely. Anyway, she would not mind company, most likely. *-[scrambled eggs, sausage, black pudding, bacon, mushrooms, baked beans, hash browns, and half a tomato] [ Jordan Kennedy ] 29

December 14th, 2009 9:32 am The Fine Art of Scamming [ ] milliways_bar [evilontheloose] There is a package left for 'Gus Dickinson' with Bar. It is about time! [ Jordan Kennedy ]

December 14th, 2009 7:03 am Daily Entertainment. [ ] ways_back_room [neenie] A question from your resident chef-in-training! Your pup has been approached by the(ir local) Food Network(-type station) and has been asked to do a show. Cooking experience or lack thereof isn't a problem; it's all about their take on food. What do they name it? What format does it follow? (Meals to cook at home, restaurant reviews, survival/foraging, reality show featuring their kitchen, Iron Chef style competition, and anything I left out.) What dishes from their home or world would they feature? -Aura 62

December 14th, 2009 1:54 am [ ] milliways_bar [ohnoitsjools] [OOM: Jools has just met the love of his life; and she's dating his best mate, Nick.] When Jools walks into Milliways, an observer would almost think that this was exactly where he was intending to go. In fact, he was looking for a chip shop, but inter-dimensional pub? Close enough. He seems to almost be in a haze as he walks up to the bar and orders cod and chips twice. At least he's not by the fire place again. Tiny accident-prone tag: Jools

December 13th, 2009 10:43 pm [ ] milliways_bar [justdidntseeit] Back from an extended stay at Demeter's house in Provence with Boo and Bill, Kate's sitting at the bar tonight, a glass of iced coffee near one elbow and a wooden box in front of her. The box is beautiful in its simplicity, as is the watch housed inside. Smiling to herself (and more than a little awed at Weyland's skill, because it's everything she tried to ask for but wasn't sure she articulated), she requests a piece of paper and a pen. Weyland -- It's perfect. I can't thank you enough for what you've done. -- Kate Warner She leaves the note with Bar, along with a generous payment for Weyland's commission, and sips at her coffee, people-watching and casting occasional glances toward the Front Door and the Observation Window. 67

December 13th, 2009 10:19 pm [ ] milliways_bar [stillbecoming] "That's not even a real drink," Buffy is informing the bar, over the top of her (half-full) glass. "I mean, come on. It's a hazing ritual, right? Or -- or some kind of nasty potion ingredient. Or made of some kind of nasty potion ingredient, like that one Willow did with the dried mongoose nipples." The bar is smugly silent. Buffy looks at the bottle of Moxie -- still nearly full -- and shudders. "Can I just have some water?" 22

December 13th, 2009 8:09 pm [ ] milliways_bar [theflyingsquirl] Two squirrel-human hybrids are occupying a big corner booth today. ...well, more precisely, one of them (the increasingly beach-ball-shaped baby in an incongruous banana outfit) has rolled just out of reach, under the table, while his father (just a couple weeks from hibernation, and almost at his final weight) can't fit under the table to get him. "C'mon, Ev," Squirrel says, stretching as far as he can and still not reaching him. "It was funny at first but now it's time to roll back out here." Ev just giggles. Poor Stanley the squirrel tries his best to roll him back out from under the table, but he's just not strong enough. A little help would not be unwelcome. Particularly before Coreen can find out about this. [open until forever, like an all-night diner! Also like an all-night diner, service may be slow.] 9

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