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milliways_bar2006-08-29 08:54 pm
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It's been almost four months, in Ambergeldar, since Amy came into the bar. Four rather tiring months, really, spent criss-crossing the country so she could be introduced to a populace. But that all ended last week, in early October, almost two months early, and she's back, looking about for her friends.
The slight curve to her stomach could be the result of the fashion of her dress, or even a trick of the light. But given the way she's smiling . . . it's probably not.
Amy is back. And she has News.
The slight curve to her stomach could be the result of the fashion of her dress, or even a trick of the light. But given the way she's smiling . . . it's probably not.
Amy is back. And she has News.
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Thus, here is someone to see her who has no clue about fashions or dresses, but is just rather happy to see Amy in the bar.
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"How've you been?"
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"Quite well enough- and you, Amy?"
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"Oh, and pregnant."
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Wellard manages this, eyeing Amy wide-eyed.
"You? You're pregnant?"
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In fact, given that she's a queen, it's sort of expected.
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Brilliant red, and finally a sloooooooow nod.
"Ah-"
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And one who will take pity on him.
"Tea? I was thinking of getting a cup."
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"I'll go get it. You should... probably be resting. Or something like that."
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"Honestly, you're worse than Perry."
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"Its certainly no problem for me to get the tea."
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She's back a few moments later, with a tray.
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"But... aren't you supposed to be resting, and... and such?"
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She won't mention that she got up this morning and went riding.
"Is it four sugars?"
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Well, anyone would know more about this subject than he would. So it is more than possible that she is right. A deep breath, and he nods.
"Four sugars, and cream. ... Thank you."
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"And how have you been?"
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He picks up his tea cup, and manages a faint smile.
"Things rather keep busy and interesting, around here. People coming and going."
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"Captain Jack did find his way back to the bar- with his ship as well. The Pearl is out on the lake; we're working on repairing the damage. Then, someone else I know, he- he rather left the bar."
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"I'm sorry, Henry. I assume you mean he's left permenantly."
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"He- he was dead, and... I guess he rather thought it was time to go... where he was to be going."
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A moment, and then she lets go of the necklace.
"Is there anything I can do?"
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"... I do not quite know."
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