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November 28th, 2007

_ruthven_

11:01 am - He does, in fact, drink (meaningful pause) wine. It's been a very long time since Ruthven found himself within the (admittedly warm, pleasant, and comfortable) walls of Hollisters. In fact possibly the last time he'd been here was prior to his most recent death. He remembers the place fondly nonetheless. He saunters in, not (despite his icons) in an Edwardian suit but quietly tailored trousers and cashmere sweater, doing that irritating vampire thing where he's just ever so slightly more graceful than he ought to be. It's the kind of trait that gets you beat up in certain parts of London if you are not, as Ruthven is, easily capable of tying someone's thigh in an overhand knot. At the moment he's more interested in Armagnac than gross bodily harm, however, and he slips into a booth and orders. He's waiting for a guest.

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November 7th, 2007

dirk__gently

08:02 pm This isn't the first time Dirk's shown up in H.D. Hollister's with a woman on his arm. This one is green... Current Mood: chipper

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October 14th, 2007

dirk__gently

05:37 pm Two ghosts walk into a bar... and if anyone makes a joke Dirk will tip over their drink. Actually they've pinpointed in, and Dirk both vanishes and drops the pinpoint again once they're there. Anyone standing nearby may hear the ghostly muttered "Damnit..." He's not enjoying the sensation of having it drop directly through his hands. Oh well. If they can get someone to burn some drinks and cigarettes for them, he'll be content. Current Mood: transparent

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August 17th, 2007

watchingsparrow

10:18 pm That booth over there looks nice and out of the way. Good for a private conversation. Casper stops a waitress on his way over. "Coffee. Lots of it and as strong as you've got. Please." He looks more like he could use something stronger, but that's what he wants. Once they've sat down, Casper once again turns his attention to Seth. "So you said she kicked you out?"

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July 8th, 2007

gotta_light

04:52 pm - A pub with a smoking section. Thank God. Liz Sherman, having invited the Doctor for a drink, decides to avoid the Nexus free bar in favor of something with a little more privacy. Having heard about Hollister's from the other inhabitants of the Nexus, she makes her way there and finds a booth in the smoking section. Ahhhh. "So," she says, looking at the lonely man who used to be a father and isn't any more, "what's your story?"

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June 16th, 2007

one_drafted_man

01:30 am - Greetings from Black Mesa [Alyx Vance, Gordon Freeman] Grif's been holed up at Base for the last... wow, has it really been nearly a month? Apparently so, which may explain why, having finally reached the point at which he felt himself recovered and at least as well as he'd ever been, he'd made an effort to get the hell out for once. Alyx had told him, back when he'd first returned home, that they should have a chat once he was better, so they made arrangements to hang out and chat. Hollister's offered a better ambiance than Base, while still having a pretty good booze selection, so here he is, waiting for her to arrive and wondering if Gordon was going to show up too. He's not in armor, which makes him slightly uncomfortable to be doing outside of his universe, given all the weirdnesses of the Nexus, but he's got the armor in a bag slung on the seat next to him, just in case, not least of which because he's got one of the teleporter controllers installed in it. Otherwise, in keeping with his established style, he's wearing a black suit, sans tie, with a shirt of the same shade of orange as his armor.

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May 17th, 2007

weapon_of_lies

08:58 pm - Drinks for Fish [TinyFish] Aaaaaa, here they go. Norman settles into the booth and gently clears his throat. Oh, yes. He will be needing a drink. Maybe something strong. For this meeting, something unbelievably strong. In this corner, we have the Mighty General, grown of his awkward teen years, who could want nothing more than to high tail it out of this crazy situation (that he put himself in). And in the other corner... Current Location: Booth #3 Current Mood: :|

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May 13th, 2007

iseedaemonites

11:44 pm One of the good things about the Nexus is the plentiful and free booze; the other, places that parties can go to be in general privacy, without groups of samurai, aliens, and gay clones of your worst enemies listening in. As such, Priscilla pushes open the door and holds the edge for Cole and Marc as they follow in behind, and scouts out a booth with its back facing a wall somewhere off in a distant corner from the exit. She's dressed a little sparsely for this time of year in London, and she's feeling it about now.

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April 18th, 2007

derek_bliss

04:40 pm - Tea cups and other things (For Hippolyta) Derek, shortly after taking care of his problem in the nexus, and after a shower to get all the...gunk out, shows up at the pub. He's dressed simply in black--t-shirt, jeans, leather jacket and books. He's carrying a towel-wrapped object with him, and once he's shown to his seat, he settles it carefully in the middle of the booth table. He leans back, one arm and hand up to cup the small 'package', looking at it silently while he waits for Hipps to arrive.

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April 12th, 2007

derek_bliss

04:35 pm - Coffee and stuff (For Harley) Derek made his way into Hollister's from the street as was his usual habit. Dressed informally in jeans and a t-shirt and the ever-present cowboy boots, he looked as 'working class Joe' as a guy could get. He offered a few smiles to waitresses, a nod and a wave to Ian, and worked his way to his favorite booth in the back. Next to the stage, framed by plants, and still giving a decent view of the place, it was as good as private. He ordered a coffee, sliding into the seat so that he could keep an eye on the door. When the coffee came back, he sipped it, waiting for Harley to show. Current Mood: awake

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April 6th, 2007

turnabout_fey

03:21 pm So, a lawyer walks into a bar and… Okay, the joke is overused and cliché by now, but happens to speak some truth this evening. Currently, Mia is sitting quietly in a far corner of the establishment, keeping herself from drawing unnecessary attention.  After all, she’s trying to get work done, while taking a small break at the same time. Thank god this place is much quieter [and normal] than the Nexus itself. Mia is expecting company, much as it may not look like it. After sending directions to a fellow associate, she’s hoping that he’ll get here with no trouble. Considering that the invite is keeping a promise to said person, Mia hopes that he’ll show up soon. Current Mood: contemplative Current Music: "Exchange"--Massive Attack

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April 2nd, 2007

dirk__gently

10:29 am - SWM, Available. ((Open)) Dirk lounges at the bar with an eye to the door, striving to look casual and cool yet very approachable. Some people may have had their personals ads mystically appear in the Nexus, but some people were just desperate enough to put them in deliberately. He'll be the first to admit that the constrained space of a personals ad didn't really show off his fabulous vocabulary, but there'll be time enough for that whenever someone crazy enough to reply shows up... ((Post for Personals Ad Xi.)) Current Mood: hopeful Current Music: Somebody to Love - Queen

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April 1st, 2007

the_grifter_

07:13 pm - Open to Anyone Cole goes into Hollister's, takes a seat in a corner booth so he can have a good view of the door, and orders up the first round for the night. He's taking Hips at her word that they're on the house. He lays his cigarettes, lighter, and cellphone out on the table, and begins the process of drinking himself into a stupor. After all, he had to dull the pain in his head somehow. Current Location: Hollister's Pub, London, England

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February 27th, 2007

miscellanea

12:28 pm Hey, look! There's a dog! A dog, a dog, the roof is on FIRE a dog is in the bar. Wuff?

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February 14th, 2007

dirk__gently

09:43 am - Nobody's Valentine ((Open)) Valentine's Day is never kind to the loveless, and Dirk is no exception. His bar tab has run out every other place he can think of so today, of all days, Dirk returns to H.D. Hollister's to drink himself into a stupor. He orders a row of stiff drinks and finds a booth in the corner, but it's hard to be inconspicuous when you've got an enormous red hat sharing the table space with your drinks. If anyone wants Dirk, he'll be slumped over the table looking miserable. He'll be there if anyone doesn't want him, too. Current Mood: crappy

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February 6th, 2007

vegas_csi

11:44 am - Wakey, wakey, eggs and bac-y. [OPEN] That darned broom closet had been acting up again, snatching Grissom away from work and tossing him into various parts of the Nexus. This time he ran into a Catherine Willows who was in search of a good place to go for a meal and really, is there anywhere better in the Multiverse to eat than at Hollister's? "Just this way, we should be able to get a table."

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January 27th, 2007

the_grifter_

07:13 pm - Open Scene Cole has been pounding the booze pretty heavily tonight. Numerous empty beer bottles are scattered around on his table, the ashtray is already near to over-filling, and he's put two bowls of bar peanuts to their deaths. He's not drunk (yet) but he's on the way there. Currently, he has his HALO phone on the table, poking at the keys with one hand and playing a game of Solitaire with the other in between swigs of beer. Current Location: Hollister's Pub, London, England Current Mood: drained Current Music: "I Drink Alone"- George Thorogood and The Destroyers

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January 22nd, 2007

slytherin_spy

11:20 am - There's Nary a Night for Drinking Like a Monday! A tall, hatchet-faced man stumbles in from the nexus, and wobbles his way to a very-back booth. Upon which he flops in an awkward, angular sort of way, and then gets himself into a huddle. Oh gods, he was drunk. Oh heavens, it was a nexus-thing. Oh stars, who knew what that MEANT?! Easy, old man, easy. You are not, if your hands flat on the table are any indication, a dinosaur. Or a child. Or...let's check this...no you are not a woman. You're just...drunker than you've ever been in your life, and you just saw the Whore of Babylon. There are worse things. Plus, you're in a bar! Quite appropriate, that. Excellent thinking. Blinking, Snape realizes he's face-down on the table now, and certainly doesn't remember giving his body permission to do that. It was entirely inappropriate to be this drunk and not even have had the pleasure of the journey. ((OPEN to any and all comers. I have...no idea what this is going to be like. LET'S FIND OUT!)) Current Mood: drunk Current Music: Siobhan - The Monday Night Drinking Song

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January 17th, 2007

name_of_thorn

11:46 am - Loose ends of LOL H. D. Hollister's has probably been running low on supplies, or else been forced to scramble for a substitute delivery man. Thorn never showed up with the delivery over a week ago, and has been missing ever since. It's possible that Leela sent them a note informing them of her new houseguest- a boy roughly the age of eight or nine who is accustomed to going by the nickname 'Scab' but would prefer to be called Thorn- and the unexplained absence of the young man that normally lives there. De-aging isn't uncommon in the Nexus, so they've probably adapted to the situation. Today there is a pinpoint into the storeroom, and a somewhat bedraggled Thorn ventures out. He has no delivery of liqour with him, although his disappearance occured while he was en route with it. He makes his way to whoever is the highest authority currently available and makes his apologies, begging for paper and pen to make a note for the owner. Thorn sits on a stool in the far corner of the bar, nursing a very strong drink and writing. Miss Hollister; I am very sorry for my absence I am told for one week and some days. My pinpoint malfunctioned and I have beene trying to get home or someplace with Nexus axcess. I am sorry the alcohol is gone. I will pay you directly for the value from my funds and or last paycheck. Again I am very sorry this happend. He pauses for several minutes to finish off his drink in a gulp, running a gloved hand through his hair. He assumes that this is an offense for which he will be fired, but at the moment he is too tired to care too deeply about that. I am reachable at Miss Leela's or by text on pinpoint. Wish you the best. ~Thorn Current Mood: exhausted

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shred_the_sky

12:24 pm - Of love and LOLs. So, an android and a knight walk into a bar. While this is no setup for a joke yet, it might become one. You see, Ether had the fortune of being in the center of the Nexus' latest gassing. It just so happened that this particular gas was brewed from countless romance novels and developed mutual attraction in its victims. Several minutes after the gassing, he met a charming young woman named Celes and after a short conversation, they decided to go drink coffee together. This is no joke, right? Not yet. "This is the place," Ether speaks up once he enters the bar. He holds the door open so his companion can enter... A simple gesture of politeness, supported with a friendly smile. "I hope you'll find it comfortable. (( Continued from here! ))

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