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It's been a while since Inari first came to Milliways and since she left, she's been wondering if she was just imagining the place. In fact she's almost convinced herself she was imagining it, no matter how much she wanted to believe otherwise: Thomas is in Chicago, not in a bar at the end of the universe.

So when she opens the door to the small two bedroom apartment that she shares with Bobby and finds herself instead at Milliways, she is more than pleasantly surprised. She grins and head to the bar to order a coke, which she sips while looking around for Thomas, or any of the others she met on her first visit.

Of course, she'd be more than happy to meet someone new as well...

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Moths to light, vampires to beauty.

"Good evening." A flash of a grin. He's tall- 6'4, 6'5- somewhere there-abouts. Dark skin, showing an Italian descent apparently watered down somewhat by white blood. In reality, from his many years of Vampiricism. His hair, jet-black and seemingly rebelling against itself, cut short and coiling, spreading in directions it perhaps shouldn't. An almost engineered look of messiness. Full lips, strong jaw, punctuated by stubble. Eyes that had too many shades of black to be real.

"Hi," she replies, grinning back at him brightly.

"My name is Salvatore. It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss...?" His movements are smooth, almost as if practiced. It was certainly hard to find the flaws.

"Raith. Inari Raith," she says offering him her hand. "It's nice to meet you, Salvatore."

"Inari Raith." He repeated, Italian accent warping the syllables a little. He failed to place the name with a culture- she didn't look Arabic.

"Are you new to our fair bar?" A wide smile.

She isn't Arabic. Inari is a born and bred American Princess. Lord Raith can probably be thanked for her name- the pretentiousness of it is just his style.

"I've been her once before," she tells him before taking a sip of her coke. "My brother and some other people told me what this place is."

"Aaah. I love it here- there's so many people to meet." He paused, glanced at her coke. "The first drink is free, but I think you've already found that out."

"Oh, yeah," she grins. "Thomas- thats my brother- told me that last time. The people I've met so far are cool."

"Thank you." A grin. He certainly had a quick wit. "So you've seen the sky?" He asked, gesturing the window-view of the catastrophic Ending above.

She turns to look out of the window and nods.

"Yeah. It's kind of awe inspiring, isn't it?"

"Very." Santino smiled humourously. "Living proof of just how wrong the scholars are."

"mmm," she agrees. "It's so beautiful as well, don't you think? Like a gigantic firework display."

"Exactly. And it never ends, either, so you never miss anything if you're absent."

She laughs.

"That's true."

She turns back to him.

"So how long have you been coming here?"

"For a few months, now. It's a relaxing break."

"A break from what?"

"Everything, really. I come when I feel the need to be free of the usual routine."

"You can chose when you come here?" Inari starts paying more attention. To be able to come and see Thomas here whenever she wanted to, instead of waiting around for the bar to bring her back, would be brilliant.

Santino nodded. "It's usually the door to a cafe in Rome, for me. Occasionally I have come here by accident."

"oh. Right."

She seems a little disapointed, but she doesn't let it upset her too much. It's not in her nature to get depressed.

"Can't you choose?"

"No. First time I came here I meant to go to the grocery store. This time I was opening thr door to my apartment."

"That must be irritating." Santino said, smiling. "I would hate suprises like that."

"A little bit. I'd rather be surprised and not come very often, than not come at all though."

"Yes, that's a good point."

He smiled. "Some suprises are nice."

She nods in agreement. Coming here the first time and seeing Thomas again was the best surprise she'd had in a long time, even if the conversation didn't go particularly well.

"Well, I'll let you return to your drink. It was a pleasure to been you, Inari Raith."

"Pleasure to meet you too," she says smiling.

Santino gave a bow and a grin, then went on his way.

There is a teenage boy, only fifteen, sitting at the bar as well. It's a pretty big bar, after all, so there's bound to be plenty of people nearby. He glances over in her direction, wondering if he should ignore her or try to at least say hello.

"Hey." Well, that answers that. "You looking for somebody?"

"Well, I was kinda hoping my brother might be around, but it doesn't look like he is."

"You sure he's been here before? Not everybody can just stroll in, you know." He has no real clue how long she's been coming, but since this apparently isn't her first time, he doesn't bother explaining any rules and whatnot to her. She looks like a big girl, she can probably figure stuff out for herself.

"Yeah. I saw him the first time I came here. He explained to me what this place is."

Ichigo's lips twitch slightly, wondering how she reacted. Different people react differently, and some can be quite comical.

"What's your brothers name? Might have met him."

"Tommy... Thomas. Thomas Raith."

Ichigo shrugs and shakes his head. Chances weren't great anyways.

"Never heard of him. What about you, you got a name?"

The polite thing to do would be to offer his name first, then ask her for hers, but Ichigo's manners are a tad rusty.

"Inari. And you are...?"

"Ichigo." She doesn't look Japanese, so he's pretty sure he's safe from any strawberry jokes. "Been here long?"

"This is only the second time I've been here," she tells him. "I don't know many people yet."

"Trust me, you'll know plenty soon enough. People in here seem overly friendly sometimes." Really, outside this place, in his world, strangers do not just strike up conversations with other strangers so often. But here? Happens all the time.

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