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[ Pre-Milliways ]

The door opens, and a thin 15-year-old girl steps into the bar. In her hand is held one cinema ticket, and on her face, a look of sheer confusion.

Yup, she's one of them thar newbies.

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Pets.

Well, the girl could hardly be blamed for calling them that.

"Yes. They are. So... let's try this again. Welcome to Milliways, Eva."

“Gracias,” she replies, then comically frowns. “I suppose I’m no longer in Argentina.”

Moon again giggles.

"Oh, no. Very far from it. Tell me, do you see a door over there?" she asks, pointing to where she sees a door herself.

She turns to look. “Yes. Why?”

She grins.

"It means you can come and go as you please. There are some here who arrive and then cannot leave because the door disappears."

This frown is very much so not comical. “What! That is horrible!”

Moon shrugs in a way only she can.

Complete disinterest in the others.

"I am told the bar must have some reason for keeping them here. Some who are actually spirits given physical form can never leave without someone else helping them. But, if they don't return within a certain amount of time, then they lose their bodies and turn into spirits again."

“Spirits?”

Moon frowns.

"No more hysterics, Ms. Eva?" she asks. "Take deep breaths if you feel like screaming. Spirits. The non-coporeal forms of the dead."

She’s through with hysterics. She doesn’t think she can scream anymore.

Instead, she nearly spits out her drink and blinks.

"I told you, this place accumulates all sorts."

She giggles.

"You don't think I'm human, do you? But I'm nice and won't hurt you."

“If you aren’t human, then what are you?”

"An anthropomorphic personification. The reality of an idea."

She holds her hand.

"I'm Moon, Eva, once trapped as a card in the Major Arcana of the Tarot."

She gasps, and tentatively extends her hand.

Moon's skin is the colour of moonlight, soft like the beams themselves, and cool like a night breeze, but not uncomfortably so.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Eva," she says.

To give the distruaght girl something for all her scares today, Moon's touch brings forth more of Eva's creativity. A burst of talent that the girl would need when she gets to where she's going.

It would help, if fate allowed.

Eva finds herself pulling her hand reluctantly, as if turning from a cool breeze on a hot summer night. Her unease vanishes, and she grins at Moon, calmly. “And you as well,” she responds, looking every bit like the carefree fifteen year old she ought to be.

Moon's own smile is bright, her eyes only a little off.

The moon was still very full, after all.

"Where were you going, Eva?" she asks, interested in finding out about the girl.

“I was going to the cinema, in the town of Junin, where I live.”

"The cinema? Oh, what were you going to see?"

Moon loves the arts.

All of them.

"I was once a dancer. Then I was a singer. Now, I am a writer."

And lo, there is handwavy title revealing, as mun cannot be arsed to find a movie Eva could’ve seen in her day.

“Oh, I love to dance. And sing. Though I am not good with writing.”

Yay for handwavy-ness.

"I tried my hand at painting, and that didn't go as well as I would have liked." She giggles. "We all have our talents. I think I liked dancing the most."

“Why did you stop?”

A fit of giggles.

"In the end, it was just a phase."

More giggling.

Eva blinks, then grins, then giggles. “That’s what all the grown-ups say: that whatever I go through is ‘just a phase,’ that I’ll be cooking and cleaning in my mother’s boarding house in no time. Well I don’t believe them. I do want to act and I will act, someday.” She beams with pride.

"I believe you," Moon says, knowing that fate would spin for her as it does for all. "And some phases last a lifetime, don't you know? My dancing was only a blink in the time of my life, but I hope to one day find the art that truly calls to me -- like acting does for you."