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milliways_bar2006-05-22 11:52 pm
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Entrance Post
The main door swung open abruptly to reveal a New York skyline, oddly with a castle standing amongst the taller skyscrapers. Laser flashes streaked the skies and the sounds of roars and engines flooded in. Then came a falling figure which flew through the door backwards and skid across the floor, turning over several tables and chairs before crashing into a far wall. Once the wings and tail were clear the door promptly closed and disappeared for the figure on the floor.
Shaking his head and slowly getting to his feet Goliath looked around in confusion, then in anger. The towering gargoyle quickly began to search for the way he'd come in here and a way to get out. He'd briefly caught sight of the door when he'd fallen through it but didn't find it now. With an angry growl he strode over towards the wall, ignoring what was around him for now in favor of finding a way back out. If there was no door he'd just have to make one.
Shaking his head and slowly getting to his feet Goliath looked around in confusion, then in anger. The towering gargoyle quickly began to search for the way he'd come in here and a way to get out. He'd briefly caught sight of the door when he'd fallen through it but didn't find it now. With an angry growl he strode over towards the wall, ignoring what was around him for now in favor of finding a way back out. If there was no door he'd just have to make one.

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"Don't hurt Bar, please"
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"I'm sorry"
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She shifted her attention back to Goliath "And it's the only place I can call home. Don't hurt it" there's pain in those words, worry, emotion real and thick in the air, like rain on the tongue.
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"Tovarich, that is not best idea." Piotr is well out of range in just that moment.
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"You do not see it, then?"
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Back to the idea that claws and force are what will reveal it.
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He is much taller. A metal man, now. He opens his arms wide, palm up, to try and show he means no harm.
"Is not there now. For some here, it disappears and reappears."
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"I have no idea who that is, tovarich. But putting a hole in this wall will not solve your problem. Is--" What's the word? What's the word? "Bound. Yes, Bound!"
He is stepping back, still with his hands open.
"I am not here to fight you. I am Colossus, nothing more."
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"Well, hello there mate. Welcome to Milliways."
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"My, you're quite the big one, ain' cha? Lessee, you'd be... Huh. You're build is definitely K'Tal, but the wings point to Tallik blood. A K'Tal/Tallik crossbreed? Nah, wouldn't happen. So you gotta be a breed a demon I ain' heard bout yet."
A pause.
"Oh, I'm Spike."
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"Huh. Ya dohn say. Ya dohn look stone ta me."
A drag on his ciggerette.
"But, hey, alternate universes and all that crap. Good think my name ain't David, whut?"
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Spike Takes another drag... and doesn't let it out. And doesn't let it out.
How long are humans supposed to be able to hold thier breath?
Doesn't even look like he's holding it, he's simply, not breathing.
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[We so very, very have to talk. *glees about gleefully*]
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