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[ooc: Out of Milliways ]
*Penny wanders out from the kitchen and sits down at the bar*

Ember glances over.

"Shade and sweet water, Penny."

'I'm sorry, miss. Don't mean to be rude and ignore you. I'm Joe Sullivan.' He steps to one side around Penny and offers his hand to shake.

Ember takes his hand.

"I'm Ember."

Right behind -- 'Penny,' was it? -- is Joe Sullivan. He doubletakes at the pretty brown-skinned woman who addressed his inadvertent guide... erm, pointed ears?

'Excuse me, Miss? Do you think I might borrow a moment of your time? I seem to not be quite where... well.' He runs a hand through his hair, fidgeting, discomforted by his situation. 'I was in the kitchen (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/1223595.html), and saw you and I'm sorry to have followed, but -- where are we?'

He looks around while waiting for her answer and realises... pointed ears might be the least curious feature in the room.

*Penny smiles at the man*
We are at Milliways, restaurant at the end of the Universe.
I'm Penny.
*she holds out her hand to shake*

He takes her hand automatically, but his mind is all on the 'end of the Universe' part. Distractedly, he replies, 'Thank you, Penny, I'm Joe Sullivan. Ahhhh... "end of the Universe"? But... I was flying through the Caribbean. My Warhawk is special, but not quite that special.'

How am I going to get out of here? What direction can you head in to get away from the 'end of the Universe'? Do I have enough fuel? Sullivan's mind was spinning.

Nice to meet you, Joe Sullivan.
Pilot, huh?

He grins back at her. 'Yeah. The jacket would give it away anyway, wouldn't it? I don't suppose you have any charts for this area, do you? My compass has been useless since I passed Bermuda, but I'm not half-bad at navigating by old-fashioned methods.'

He pauses, running through checklists in his mind. 'Oh, and fuel? I didn't see anything outside but I had to land pretty quickly. It looks like a storm is moving in fast, the sky was black as pitch over that way.' He waved vaguely in the opposite direction from the kitchen.

You flew your plane to Milliways?
*she tilts her head*
Now I haven't heard thet before, usually people just come in.
well, I am sure the bar
*points at the bar*
can give you anything you need,
*she smiles*

Joe looks expectantly behind the bar; then leans over it, looking for a hidden bartender; then looks back at Penny, half-disapprovingly/half-puzzled, wondering if she's having him on.

'Pardon?'

*Penny grins*
Ask the bar.
Like this.
*talks to the bar*
Honey, are there any flight charts for around here?
Joe Sullivan here needs them and i could use a beer.

*she smiles*

[looks at her as if she's mad]

[until a roll of paper materialises before him]

'What...?' He unrolls the chart and examines the contents. 'Kria. Betelgeuse. Dentrassi, Barnard's Star, Altair, Damogran... but... where's the land? Star charts are well and good, but these won't tell me how to get back to the Caribbean.'

[ooc:get some rest]

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