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multiversallogs2011-08-08 08:05 pm
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Entry tags:
- @ mog hill,
- @ mog hill: apache,
- anna demirovna,
- ava lockhart,
- charles xavier,
- hellboy,
- ilde decima,
- ivan,
- jack benjamin,
- james t. kirk,
- jones,
- npc,
- rachel conway,
- raylan givens,
- solomon koenig,
- sonja garin,
- { boromir,
- } adrian veidt,
- } aimery le gode,
- } alan shore,
- } arthur,
- } asbjørn strand,
- } brie cormac,
- } cindy,
- } edward nigma,
- } isobel saltzman,
- } jack harkness,
- } lex luthor,
- } mabel albans,
- } narcissa black,
- } njoki rainmaker,
- } pickman,
- } remy lebeau,
- } rochelle,
- } ruby van alst,
- } réjean sept-heure,
- } sebastian lemat,
- } toshiko sato,
- } wanda maximoff
It's like paradise, spread out with a butter knife :: [OPEN]
Who: EVERYONE
What: Réjean has decided that more people ought to celebrate and help raise a bit of dosh for one of his favourite bars. See: flyer.
Where: The Apache.
When: Misdi night and into the wee hours of the morning.
Warnings: Discussion of Pickman's manky feet.
The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap. Tonight, the bar is packed with people from all across the city, different cantons and cohorts, all out to celebrate surviving the fungal plague. Patrons are encouraged to buy tickets for a door prize with the proceeds going to repair the damage tunnelling ants made to the cellar.
What: Réjean has decided that more people ought to celebrate and help raise a bit of dosh for one of his favourite bars. See: flyer.
Where: The Apache.
When: Misdi night and into the wee hours of the morning.
Warnings: Discussion of Pickman's manky feet.
The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap. Tonight, the bar is packed with people from all across the city, different cantons and cohorts, all out to celebrate surviving the fungal plague. Patrons are encouraged to buy tickets for a door prize with the proceeds going to repair the damage tunnelling ants made to the cellar.
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He's looking about as non-casual as ever in his customary braces and button-down under his RAF greatcoat, but fitting in's never really been his style. And besides, there's no use fitting in in a party setting, right? At least the greatcoat will get him noticed. Easy to spot a man like him, after all.
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Jack might notice that Njoki is dressed casually and moves through the crowd with confidence as she wanders over to have a look at the wall of heroes.
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"You know, we're going to have to meet in a non-party setting sometime. I might start to think that you only come out for parties. Or maybe that's me. Who knows anymore," he says, with a shake of his hand. "Nice to see you again, though?"
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"Likewise. Good to see you got out okay."
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He cocks his head to the side. "What did you end up doing in the latest craziness that this city has thrown at us, then? Seems like everyone I speak to was sent off on another mission or other."
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She went along on the mission to find the lantern, but her skills are better served through preparation and not action. While she can fight in a melee relatively well, she's not about to shift in front of strangers.
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He turns to her, taking her image in for a moment, noticing the scars on her arms. "...now those are impressive," he says, motioning towards them.
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Njoki is often straightforward to the point of bluntness. If someone has a secret, then they ought to keep it, not drop hints with a wink and a smile.
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"I guess I'm just a bit too dull for that sort of guessing game."
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"I...kind of heal really fast," he explains. "Restore to factory defaults, I guess you could say. It means that things like scars and tattoos don't stick." He shrugs again.