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pullsneedlesMilliways is just like any other place: once you've been there long enough, you pick up a rhythm. You make your own little day to day. You form a usual, and you live your life according to the usual. You don't think twice about the Observation Window or the sentient bar or the fact that everyone is from somewhere else. But then someone shows up from home, and your day to day is disregarded in favor of tearful reunions and lots of recuperating.
The crest of such unusual activity has broken for Lucas. But it's not quite time to get back to life as usual, not until Duster has a life as usual as well. Time to make some overdue introductions.
Lucas leads Duster down the stairs, gesturing to the bar as he goes.
"She can give you pretty much anything you ask for," he says. "Mostly food, but I've gotten clothes an' books, too. An' she gave me my room here. She can getcha one, too, if you like. Or maybe even diff'rent rooms that got a door between 'em."
As Duster walks in, he stays quiet as Lucas talks, glancing around the bar to look at the others. The expression on his face doesn't change at all as he limps in.
Once they reach the floor, Lucas points out the barstools and goes to sit. He waits until Duster's joined him, the only two present for the moment.
When Duster sits next to Lucas, he smiles as a thank you and asks him, "Is this where Miss Bar should be?
"Duster, this is Miss Bar," he introduces, putting a hand on the very bar where they're seated.
[ooc: Two pups, two muns! Please specify whether you want Lucas or Duster, though you'll likely get both either way.]
The crest of such unusual activity has broken for Lucas. But it's not quite time to get back to life as usual, not until Duster has a life as usual as well. Time to make some overdue introductions.
Lucas leads Duster down the stairs, gesturing to the bar as he goes.
"She can give you pretty much anything you ask for," he says. "Mostly food, but I've gotten clothes an' books, too. An' she gave me my room here. She can getcha one, too, if you like. Or maybe even diff'rent rooms that got a door between 'em."
As Duster walks in, he stays quiet as Lucas talks, glancing around the bar to look at the others. The expression on his face doesn't change at all as he limps in.
Once they reach the floor, Lucas points out the barstools and goes to sit. He waits until Duster's joined him, the only two present for the moment.
When Duster sits next to Lucas, he smiles as a thank you and asks him, "Is this where Miss Bar should be?
"Duster, this is Miss Bar," he introduces, putting a hand on the very bar where they're seated.
[ooc: Two pups, two muns! Please specify whether you want Lucas or Duster, though you'll likely get both either way.]
