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Sep. 25th, 2017 04:59 pm
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Hallo!
Would you like a Happy Hour!

Here! Let me give you them!

Today!
Tomorrow!
Wednesday!
Thursday!
Friday!
Saturday!
Sunday!

First to claim, first to serve.
Have at!

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Sep. 25th, 2017 11:40 am
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Wilford is unaware that he has caused any drama lately. Sure, he had a little hiccup with Baze, but he's reset since then, and he doesn't even have any bruises from that little adventure. Which is great, because if he were stuck here waiting for those to fade any longer, he might have done something a lot worse than jumping out of a helicopter for the lulz.

First he heads to the bar to get some lunch and see if anything's been left for him. Getting only lunch and nothing else, he heads over to the fire to read over some notes while he eats.

He is completely botherable.

Monday DE: Tattered boots

Sep. 25th, 2017 05:44 am
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 Good morning Milliways. Let's grab a hand full of suspension of disbelief and imagine our pups are video game characters. If they were to die, what loot would drop?

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Sep. 25th, 2017 09:36 am
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Hey lovely people.

I'm vanishing for a week long hiatus while my sisters invade my house, spoil my cat, and have deeply detrimental effects on my bank balance through retail therapy.

Don't burn the bar down while I'm gone.
Munnin.

Sunday Indulgences

Sep. 24th, 2017 07:07 pm
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It's Sunday again, Milliways, and you know what that means...

it means please enjoy this soothing image )

Milltimed to last night...

Sep. 24th, 2017 11:06 pm
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Following her chat with Autor, Molly has been out in the grounds to retrieve Wilford's body from where Autor hauled it up onto the shore.

It's not a pleasant job - dead bodies rarely are - but she's seen worse, too. Worse luck.

The body is wrapped securely in a tarpaulin before being hoisted over her shoulder and carried through the bar, to be left in a cell. Baby, obligingly, provides a temperature-controlled environment, to slow the body becoming any more... unpleasant, and blacks out the cell walls to keep anyone else from getting a shock.

Job done, she collects a change of clothes from the Bar, and heads off for a shower: there's something about a corpse's smell that's hard to shake easily.

Back from her shower and sporting a new sky-blue Though she be but little, she be fierce t-shirt, she settles onto a high bar stool to write her note to the rest of the Security Team.

Guys... )

Responsibilities taken care of for the time being, Molly removes her badge - since she wasn't meant to be on duty, and she figures one dead body is enough work for one day - and resumes her interrupted relationship with her bottle of beer.

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Sep. 24th, 2017 11:00 pm
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After helping Autor upstairs, Vyvyan leaves two notes at the bar.

Gene and Bonnie )

He then sets about finishing the rest of Autor's whiskey. It's going to be a cold night, back home.

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Sep. 24th, 2017 10:40 pm
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For Yamato, it's only been maybe a day since Koushiro came to his apartment, and he's still feeling -- weird over it.

In truth, the bar is the last place he wants to see right now, but he resists the urge to just turn around and walk out the other way. Instead, he makes his way over to Bar, where a cupcake with a candle in the shape of the number eighteen appears. He prods at it without eating for a while, then slides it to one side.

It probably doesn't take someone tremendously observant to notice how his shoulders are slumping, or how completely dead his eyes look.

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Sep. 23rd, 2017 10:17 pm
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Quentin's having a not great day, he always worries about Toby but things have been so quiet for so long, it can't last. Soon he'll have to get ready for his lessons with Etienne but for now he's eating pancakes and searching for Yamato.

Its been a while since he's seen him and then Yamato wasn't in a good place either. To keep from thinking too much, he has the TV tuned to a hockey game with teams he doesn't know. His disguise is down making his bronze hair with almost a hint of a patina and pointed ears visible while he's wearing jeans and a t-shirt that's almost the same bright blue as his eyes, May found it for him.

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Sep. 23rd, 2017 10:06 pm
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Cassidy wanders downstairs, wearing one of those overly dramatic howling wolf t-shirts. In pink. What? He stole borrowed it from the Lost & Found Box. If it fits, he wears it, so he's wearing it.

In any case, he needs whiskey.

He's been thinking about going back through his door so he can do the thing that he still has to do, but that can wait until after he's had his whiskey.

Then, out of sheer curiosity, he very quietly asks the Bar:

"Hey, y'know that bottled blood I've been hearin' about? Mind if I get one o' those, too?"

Sure enough, a stout bottle of TruBlood appears next to his bottle of liquor. Pulling a face, he picks it up and reads the label. And then the ingredients. And then the little blurb on the side about how it was manufactured in Japan.

It's synthetic blood.

"What the everlovin' shite is this?" he mutters.