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Claire

"AAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

The scream cuts off mid way through, as a body impacts the door, sending it flying open. A female form in a cheerleader outfit drops through the now open door, traveling a good five feet before the laws of gravity kick in, and drag her down to the floor with a sickening thud.

There is blood on her uniform, and her left arm is severely out of place.

Chase

Away from such dram, down by the lake, a boy is sitting on a rock, staring off into nothing. A large mystic staff is perched over his shoulder, and he remains, deep in thought.

Bart

He's everywhere. Never staying in one place for longer then a few seconds, before he blasts across to someplace else. Nervous energy, mostly, but, it also helps him think.

And he needs to think.

Lucius

Is seated calmly by the fireplace, drinking his tea, wand across his lap.

You wouldn't suspect he is torn by the horror of what could happen to his only child. He is afraid, more afraid then he has ever been.

And there is no one to comfort him.

Spike

Is getting drunk by the bar.

What?

They can't all be gems, you know.

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"Holy!" Bill jumps up from his seat and runs over to the girl. He kneels down beside her but doesn't touch or move her just yet. "Miss, miss?" He's already looking towards the infirmary.

She moans, more to herself then anything.

"Don't worry Zach, I'm okay..."

"Okay, don't move girl." He says, gently placing a hand on her back to stop her from trying to get up or anything. "I'm gonna run to the infirmary, see if I can find a doctor or healer or somethin..."

"No, no, I'm fine, really..."

She reaches over, gripping her arm, and pulling down, hard. There is a popping sound.

"Gah. No, Zach, it's okay, really."

Bill jerks his hand back when he hears the pop. "Aw damn Listen miss, my name's Bill Pardy, I'm a Sheriff back where I come from an you just had a bad fall, or somethin...you really gotta hold still." He shrugs out of his jacket, a plain brown one he's not in uniform right now, and lays it over her.

"No, no, I'm fine..."

And she stops, suddenly, going pale.

"I'm back in that bar."

"Yeah, you're in Milliways." And boy is he glad she seems to have been here before because that would have been a whole other thing to throw ontop of this. "They got doctors here an the like too. I need you to stay put so I can run an get one." He's looking at her arm, the one she yanked back into place.

The one that now shows no sign of having been hurt?

"No, really, I'm all right...sheriff. It just looks worse then it is."

He blinks, "Yeah...I reckon so but..." He looks at the blood on her uniform, "You got blood her too though. What happened?"

"Just a scratch, really."

She casts around for a good answer.

"I..I tripped. Fell down some stairs."

He looks at her with an arched eyebrow. "Scratch huh? Okay, well, maybe we outta get you to the infirmary an checked out just in case. Your arm looked pretty bad there."

"It was just a look, really."

She gives him a pleading look, as she tries to get to her feet.

"She? All fine, right?"

He stands up with her, ready to lend support if she needs it. "Huh. Okay then. But you outta be careful. Can't be good for your career to be fallin down steps into bars you know." He smiles at her.

Or jumping over towers. But she offers him a brave smile.

"I think I can handle it."

"So, where you from?" He asks, still watching her a little to make sure she was okay. "You been here long? Don't think I seen you before but then, I don't really know all that many folks yet."

"I was in a little bit ago..."

She shakes her head.

"I'm from Odessa, Texas"

"Yeah? What year?" He asks. She can't be too far off from him.

Now he gets a weird look.

"The current year, of course."

Bill chuckles, "That ain't as helpful as you might think here." He gestures to a table, "Wanna sit?"

He takes a seat himself, "Don't know how much has been explained to you yet or how much you're able to believe right now but, here in Milliways people come in from all sorts of different times an worlds. See, I'm from Wheelsy, South Carolina. Back home it's 2005 for me. Other folks are from forwards or backwards in time, an others ain't even from Earth."

"But, it's 2006."

Is what she latches onto.

"Oh, you're a year ahead of me then." He notes. He's tempted to ask her who wins the Superbowl but doesn't. Yet.

"See, an that's what I'm sayin. It ain't the same for everyone. Hell, I even met a guy from a few hundred years in the future or so. An that wasn't the wierd part. The wierd part was he looked like he was my damn twin or somethin. Met a lady from the future too only it was a different future then the other fella. She was from a future Earth where people got little tentacles comin out there arms. She's real nice though, her name's Suzi if you see her."

Claire drops her hands to her hips, wrapped around her front. She's staring increduously at him.

"What?!?"

Whoops? Perhaps he should have done this differently.

"Yeah. Um...when you were here last, what all did you get told?"

"That this place kidnaps people, at the end of the universe, or something."

She was distracted.

"Well no, not kidnapped. I mean, it brings em here, an sometimes it keeps em but..." Now Bill's distracted. "Huh...never thought of it that way...but you're not Bound right? Can ya see the door?" He points over his shoulder where the door stands for him.

"Yes, i can see the stupid door."

She checks again, to make sure.

"Okay well good, in general that means you can leave." Bill nods. "So, this bar is at the end of the Universe and like I said before people from all sorts of different worlds and times end up here.

"Time'll usually stop on the other side while your here so that's a perk. Um...Bar is magic so all you gotta do is ask her for somethin and it'll appear, or order from the waitrats too. An, you can order anything you like an Bar will make it for you.

"Makin sense yet?" He asks, watching her reaction.

Sceptically.

"Magic?"

"Yeah. That's the way everyone else explains it. You hang around long enough an see some of the stuff that happens here an magics the only real way to describe it."

"Look, I may be blonde, and I may be a cheerleader, but I'm not going to believe that."

Bill chuckles and then sits back in his chair. "Okay then, how do you explain it?" He sure couldn't explain it and being the lazy sort he is he's accepted 'magic' as being the answer.

"It's a trick of some kind."

"A trick?" He lifts his eyebrows and looks around. "Well, that's some trick. An how is a trick different from magic?"

"It's scientific."

She shakes her head.

"I don't know, I'm no scientist. Magic doesn't exist."

And Bill is trying hard not to laugh but his grin is spreading. "Science. Yeah, I can see how science would explain a bar at the end of the universe with folks from all different places an times gettin served by big rats while sittin around looking out an observation window showin the end of everything. Science is pretty neat that way."

She glares at him.

"Yes, it is."

"So, now that we got that settled guess I should tell you the rules." Bill is still all smiles. "Let's see, well first no violence in bar. They got security an the like to take care of that an somewhere there's supposed to be cells though I ain't seen em myself. I hear though that there mag...scientific too.
"Second rule, no gettin naked or doin uh...naked stuff in the main bar area. And then there's no old business in bar. Other then that first drink, if you ain't already had one, is free. From then on you can run a tab an Bar will take whatever kinda money you use back home.
"There's a lake and woods out back, watch out for the Shark and Demon Bunnies and becareful of the critters running around here because they all pretty much talk and are patrons here too."

She stares at him.

"Are you insane?"

"Hey, you're the one sitting in the middle of a 'scientific' bar at the end of the Universe. If I ain't tellin the truth you're the crazy one for dreamin all this up or whatever." Bill counters.

"I am so out of here."

She turns, storming off, and slams her way throught he door.

Bill might get some satisfaction from hearing the scream that cuts off as she drops back into her time stream.

And he does, finally letting loose the burst of laughter he's been holding in. He goes up to Bar and orders, grinning when his beer appears out of thin air.

"Magic."

Lucius isn't the only one sitting by the fireplace. There's a man in a black coat managing to take up most of one of the couches, and looking entirely too pleased with himself.

Being a wizard, Lucius may or may not pick up the fact that there's something not quite right about Axel.

He is eyed.

"Mhmm."

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