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[mnt_raph]

*Raph comes in via the front door. He's carrying a duffle bag over his shoulder. Immediately he scans the crowd for Penny, until his eyes pass where the hole should be. The bag falls to the floor with a loud clatter*

Damn it! I'm too frickin' late!

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[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

*looks up from her table, breaking off her notes* Perhaps better late than never, sir? *goes back to her notes, biting her lip as she writes.*

[mnt_raph]

Just so happens that being late kinda makes it never.

*gives the duffle bag a good solid kick, the contents make a klang*

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

There is no such thing as never, sir. Anything and everything can be fixed, even if it takes many many years.

*looks up from her notes*

You might want to be careful with whatever's in that bag. It sounds like it might break.

[mnt_raph]

Yeah, well, that's the problem ain't it? The thing I want got fixed 'fore I could use it.

*smirk appears*

I wouldn't worry about anything in here breaking. It's been through worse.

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Oh, so you were hoping to find something that was already broken? Interesting. But then again, broken things can be used as well as fixed ones. Perhaps you can find something else to use instead.

*smiles gently*

[mnt_raph]

*Raph is very confused, and it shows*

Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.

[never-mourned.livejournal.com]

*looks up from her place in the corner* And yelling will make time turn back, I'm sure.

[mnt_raph]

Maybe where you're from lady, but here it just makes my present a little more tolerable.

[never-mourned.livejournal.com]

There's a number of strange things where I'm from, but that's not one of them.

What's wrong with your life, then? *not so much caring as curious*

[mnt_raph]

*chuckles*
That's the wrong question to be askin' a New Yorker.

Ain't so much wrong, as gone. There used to be a hole in the floor over there, led to the garage that's under this building. Place was amazing, and I wanted to check it out more. Only someone went and sealed up the hole.

There goes my adventurin'.

[never-mourned.livejournal.com]

*raises an eyebrow, but can't help replying since he hasn't stared or overreacted to the greenness--that gets old* So make another hole.

[balletrat]

*Meg slides over to Raph, with a wave for Elphaba, whom she's talked to before. Her voice is high-pitched, and most physicists would be astounded at the impossible speed at which her mouth is moving.*

Hullo, Raph, how are you? What are you late for? What's in the bag, anyways?

[mnt_raph]

*Raph cringes at the tone of Meg's voice.*
Woah, hey slow it down. What ever you're on, gimme some.

[balletrat]

*Meg giggles, a bit manically.*

Sheer adrenaline, that's all, pure and simple - I did warn you I'd be like this after my audition, didn't I, I can't help it, I've got all this excess energy and there's nothing to do with it and it feels like I am going to explode!

[mnt_raph]

*Thankfully he hears key terms in the barrage of words that just flooded him. Terms like: Adrenaline. Audition. Explode.*

Well, if there's gonna be 'plodin' could it not be on me?
*smirk*

How'd you do?

[balletrat]

*Meg jitters even more in her frustration. Though she is still cheerful. It takes a lot to de-cheerful Meg.*

I don't know, I won't know 'till tomorrow when they send me a note telling me how I did, and I'll never be able to sleep between then and now and I don't know how I'm going to stand it!

*She giggles again.* What, not looking forward to having bits of exploded ballet girl all over you? Maybe I'll implode instead, makes life easier and less for the bartenders to clean up.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Hey Meg, how'd the audition go?

[balletrat]

*Meg grins nervously.*

Dieu, I wish I knew, I hate this waiting, I won't know 'till tomorrow, I'm just glad that the whole no-time-in-Milliways thing doesn't work for me or else I couldn't have come in here at all if it would have made it longer to wait!

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*grins*

[balletrat]

*Meg grins back and tries very hard to actually take a deep breath instead of chattering on for another five minutes.*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

They covered up our Hole!

[mnt_raph]

I know! What kind of crap is that?
I'm all packed an' everythin'.
*grumbles*

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

I'm sure there are other places we could go *winks*

[mnt_raph]

*raises an eyebrow and smirks*
Wanna grab somethin' to eat first?

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

Yeah, sure why not. *grins*
so everything ok other than no hole?