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It is just before school starts, and Momoko is fresh from the shop down the street, one big brown bag full of her favorite sweets. With a bright smile and a spin on one foot, she holds the bag up. "The best candies are mine again!" She says happily, before she steps through the door to the shop to the street outside.

...Only, this is not outside. Where was Tokyo City? As she stands in the doorway, she blinks her red eyes at the sight before her. A bar. Where there was once a grand city with many tall buildings, there is now a bar. She blinks slowly for a moment.

Momoko Akutsutsumi has entered Milliways.

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See that next entrance post up? The one where we establish that Eiri's avoiding people? Particularly young Japanese girls? Well disregard that for the moment. Even he isn't usually mean enough to let someone stand around in confusion for too long. Not in a place like this, anyhow.

He peers over the back of the sofa as the door opens, sighing when he realizes that it's just a kid. And what's worse, she looks new.

"Well, come in, don't stand in front of the door," he says a little too firmly to pass for polite. "Never know when someone'll come barreling through behind you."

See that? It's a blank stare. Momoko looks behind her to the sight of the sweets shop, before she steps inside a bit and closes the door behind her, hugging her brown bag to her chest. She blinks and looks up to the man for a moment, and walks over to him slowly for a moment.

Eiri sits up, props his feet up on the table rather than the other arm of the sofa, and takes a drag from his cigarette.

"Well, lets see here. The basics- This is Milliways. It's a bar at the end of the universe.

Who're you?"

She smiles, hugging her brown bag of sweets. "I am Momoko Akutsutsumi!" And, hey! Whoever said bars weren't for kids? There's gotta be some fun stuff there, if adults hang out at them all night long, right?

"Great, we're making progress." That there? That was sarcasm.

"I'm Eiri Yuki. And ...I guess it's my responsibility to explain where you are." Poor child. "First, do you still see the door you just came through?" It probably sounds like a strange question, but humour him.

She blinks, then turns around, then back to the wierd man, nodding once in reply. Yes, that was definitely an odd question.

At least she's quiet. Eiri counts his blessings.

"Good, that means you can still go home." He smiles blandly. "In the meantime, welcome to milliways. The first drink is free-" He eyes the child. "-Um, they have milkshakes and sodas."

He thinks a moment. What else is there? Oh yes, "There're a few rules. No violence in the bar," The tall japanese man peers through his reading glasses. Probably not a concern from this one. "No business in the bar. And no sex or nudity." He assumes, or rather hopes, that it's not necessary to add the 'in the bar proper', in her case.

Her eyes go wide and blank, as she just stares at the man in disbelief. A lower eyelid twitches at this, and a trigger alerts her mind. In an instant, her face begins to glow bright red. Now, she's as still as a statue, her shaking arms gripping to the brown paper bag in her hold.

Maybe that was a little too straight forward...

And now it's Eiri's turn to stare blankly, then blink.

Was it something I said? He taps the ash from his cigarette, asking, "Are you alright? How about that drink?"

She blinks for a moment, then slowly creaks her head to nod once slowly. She steps towards the man's table, and first lifts her bag and drops it on the table with a relieved breath. With that, she shifts and plops down into her own seat with her hands at her sides.

"What a strange child you are," Yuki remarks flatly, and flags down a waitrat, orders a Budweiser for himself, and turns to the girl.

"Well, tell it what you want." And make it worthwhile. It's only the first drink that's free. Eiri's not going to buy anyone a drink unless he's getting something out of it. And she's way out of the running.

ANd, she turns, to see the rat in a wait's outfit, and her eyes go bug-eyed once more. She blinks quickly. If her thoughts were to be summed up into one thing, it would most definitely be... WTF?!

The author rolls his eyes. He really ought to have known better.

"Yes, it's a rat, but they're intelligent. And clean...I think." He's not really sure, to be honest, but he always orders his drinks in a can or bottle, and his food from bar.

"Just place your order so it can bring me my beer," he sighs- exasperated. Yuki is not a patient man.

At this, there's only one thing to do...

"Chocolate Milkshake!" she shouts excitedly, and smiles brightly, clapping her hands in front of her. Sweets are never a bad thing...right?

Well, the tired author who was trying to get some reading done, might disagree, but he's too busy shooing the rat away and removing his reading glasses.

"Good." Yuki pinches the bridge of his nose, and sighs again. He feels a headache coming on.

"So, where are you from?" And when are you going back?

Big smile!

"Tokyo City!" she says proudly, before she goes to dig into her brown bag.

"It figures," Yuki mutters. "The first person I meet from home is a child."

Leaning back, languidly, and draping one arm across the back of the couch, he takes another drag on the cigarette. "Perhaps I ought to have gone to that interview after all."

Where is that blasted waitrat? Did we mention that he's impatient?

She blinks innocently for a moment. "...I don't remember ever seeing you before..." she says as she tilts her head to the side a bit. She then smiles and straightens her head back again. "Are you some kind of really cool superhero?!"

Oh thank goodness. He always enjoys being famous, until he's recognized.

And there's the rat. Eiri takes his beer and hands the milkshake off to the girl.

"No, not a superhero. Just an author." But that's really cool, right? "And Tokyo's a big place," he states logically.

"Then do you write stories about superheroes?!" To Momoko, there are two things in this worlkd that are important...Sweets, and heroes. Nothing else matters. Other than cute boys. Definitely cute boys.

She happily takes the glass with both hands and stirs the milkshake with her straw happily for a moment.

"Er, well, a few of them have have featured hero-type figures. It's a good hook. People seem to like them." He probably doesn't need to explain this to her, but there you have it.

"Mostly they're romance novels, but not strictly so." Yes, cute boys are important too, but Yuki would disagree, mostly.

She clasps her hands with starry eyes, looking up to the ceiling. "Aah!!!" she sighs as a wave of romance passes over her.

Eiri raises an eyebrow, cracks into his beer, and downs half the bottle in his standard fashion. Quickly.

"Yeah, that seems to be the general consensus," he says wryly.

"Tell you what, next time I stop home, I'll bring you a copy. Something about superheroes, right?" If she doesn't already read his work, it can't hurt to have more fans. And if she just gets starry eyed, he can handle it.

In an instant, she throws herself across the table and throws her arms around him excitedly, Squealing happily, "Oh, how cool! Thank you!!!"

Yuki barely saves his cigarette and beer in time, and freezes, scowling at being so unceremoniously...glomped. Though he'd never use that word himself.

Usually he's got forewarning enough to dive out of the way. "Erk. You're welcome."

It takes a lot of effort not to swat her back across the table. You'd think he'd have gotten used to it in the last couple years.

"...Now kindly let go. Your shake is melting."

She blinks for a moment, then turns and takes to a dash around the table to drop back into her seat. She happily takes the glass in her two hands with a big smile. "Ahg! Don't wanna eat it then! Drinking a fresh milkshake right when it comes out is the proper way to enjoy it." She closes her lips around the top of the straw and sucks on it idly, happily, with a big smile.

And, mun must run. Class sucks. Slowtime? ^^

Eiri chuckles silently. The things he does to gain fans.

"I'm sure they can always replace it. But you'll have to put it on your tab," he points out. After all, if she's getting a free book, she's sure as hell not getting another free shake. Not after that indignity she just put him through.

"Hope you have a source of income?" That may be another wry comment.

[ooc: Sure thing. :D]

"Allowance counts, right?" She asks with a smile, as she brings a gum candy from the bag and pops it into her mouth, chewing on it idly for a moment.

Eiri tries to smile. It's not very reassuring to anyone. And the way he glances around, it seems more like one of those smiles that say 'this isn't happening' or 'someone save me'.

"Er, well, if your parents are generous, or you don't eat much, perhaps." He eyes the bag of candy. Or waste it all first.

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