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milliways_bar2006-03-29 01:02 am
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[OOM: First, Quinn Abercromby left Milliways, trailed by a curious Robbie Preston. Then he turned around to find the door was gone, and that Robbie was in Alnwick Castle with him. Introductions were made and people were met with, and Robbie saw something of that world...
maybe just a little too much.]
Out back, from under the trees, there is the sudden sound of frantic hoofbeats. A black, cobby horse with a white blaze charges into the open, burdened by not one but two riders. It's some distance, and several moments, before they come to a stop.
If you thought Quinn Abercromby stared at his environs the first time he came to Milliways, you should see the look on his face now.
maybe just a little too much.]
Out back, from under the trees, there is the sudden sound of frantic hoofbeats. A black, cobby horse with a white blaze charges into the open, burdened by not one but two riders. It's some distance, and several moments, before they come to a stop.
If you thought Quinn Abercromby stared at his environs the first time he came to Milliways, you should see the look on his face now.
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"-Wow."
His grip doesn't lessen, but he's looking around more, "-Sir? This place is much greener then the rest of your world."
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He has no words. None at all.
He's shaking.
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He doesn't know where they are either.
However some of these woods are starting to look familiar.
"...I think-"
He's peering around at the trees and grass from his viewpoint atop Ross.
"-I think we're HOME."
beat.
"I'm...home? This is a home?"
He smiles at Quinn, "Quinn-Sir-This is-this is Milliways."
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Quinn's barely listening. There's trees, dammit. There's trees. They're as big around as a man- they've got actual living trees-
"Robbie," he says hoarsely, "I've got to cool down the horse. You should... you should go find your father. Tell him you're all right."
He's got something that's either mad laughter or tears bubbling up in him, and he doesn't know which it'll be, but he'd rather the boy not be around for it.