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[wolflord_andain]

Galadan has been away for some small space, going about his own business elsewhere. But with his wolves moving as he wills, and with the rest of his plans proceeding apace, he can certainly spare the time to visit Milliways, and see what he may learn here.

There are always agendas that need furthering, and Galadan has had a very long time learning how best to manage such demands.

Which explains why he is settled at a table, a glass of red wine before him, watching the passerby, searching out familiar or interesting faces.

When gathering information it is often best not to be too picky, and Galadan is possessed of a fierce need to know.

It serves him well.

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[gabriel_tam]

As he does, it's quite likely that he'll see a familiar face.

Gabriel is looking over a document from the folio in front of him, a cup of coffee to hand.

His other hand is drumming a nervous tattoo on the tabletop.

[wolflord_andain]

Well, now, this is certainly interesting.

Galadan picks up his own wineglass and approaches, very careful to make noise as he walks.

"Gabriel. You're keeping yourself well, I hope, and not entirely too busy?"

[gabriel_tam]

"Well enough, although I can't deny the busy," Gabriel tells him, looking up with a cordial smile.

"And yourself, Galadan?"

As he asks the question, he indicates the empty seat across from him in clear invitation.

[wolflord_andain]

Galadan inclines his head graciously, still smiling, and takes a seat.

"I find myself well, thank you, though also busy. I do not see it changing overmuch in the near future, unfortunate as that may seem."

[gabriel_tam]

"Is it particularly unfortunate, then?"

Swift concern is visible as he looks at the other man.

[wolflord_andain]

Galadan's smile twists a little wryly.

"Unfortunate only to my sleeping habits, at the moment. Marshalling troop movements is far simpler on paper than in the flesh, as it were."

He casts a slight nod to the documents in Gabriel's hand.

"Though the distances I have to work with are, I suspect, much smaller than the ones you and yours must needs wrap your minds around. Not to mention your pocketbooks."

[gabriel_tam]

He glances down at the papers before him -- "Interplanetary Infrastructure and Guardianship Act," reads the top one, before launching into a summary of the bill -- and then nods to Galadan.

"I suspect you're right about that," he says dryly. "It certainly makes things complex."

[wolflord_andain]

Galadan doesn't quite laugh, though his smile broadens more than a fraction.

"Far too many people can see only the short-term. It makes actually implementing useful . . . policies very difficult."

[gabriel_tam]

"I might say that you'd be surprised how many people are only out to secure their immediate comfort and interests," Gabriel replies, with an answering wry smile, "but it strikes me that you're already well aware."

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly's a little restless tonight- well. To be honest, she's a little restless most nights.

This particular night finds her downstairs, heading past Galadan's table on her way to Bar for a drink and smiling at him in passing.

[wolflord_andain]

Galadan's eyes meet hers as she passes, and he smiles in return.

His smile contains within it a flash of teeth, and he raises his wineglass faintly in her direction.

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly stops, caught by the movement and the fact that whoever this guy is, he's not already a known quantity.

"Hey there. I don't think I've seen you around here before. You new?"

[wolflord_andain]

Galadan's smile turns slightly wry, though the amusement doesn't fade.

"I visit only infrequently, as the case may be. And yourself, lady?"

[awesome_lilly]

Lilly's smile is wide and bright and much less sincere than it looks.

"Oh, I'm practically an institution here. I'm Lilly, DeadNeptuneCaliforniaEarth2005. I've been here for a couple of years now."

[wolflord_andain]

"Are you, indeed?"

Galadan's interest sharpens fractionally.

"And--you did say dead, Neptune, California, and--was it 2005 I heard? Forgive me, it is only that you spoke so quickly--"

[awesome_lilly]

"I've said it a lot," Lilly replies wryly. "It comes out pretty quick after the hundredth time."

"But yeah, you got it all."

[wolflord_andain]

"I can, I imagine, see how that would come to be so--particularly here."

He smiles, inclining his head in a motion that might almost be a bow.

"I am Galadan, of the andain, and but lately come from Fionavar, first and fairest of the Weaver's worlds."

[young_tmriddle]

"Galadan, hullo. How are you this evening?"

[wolflord_andain]

"Tom."

Galadan looks up, smiling faintly.

"Would you care to join me?"

[young_tmriddle]

"I'd be pleased to do so, thanks." He sits down, scotch in hand. "How have you been since last we spoke?"

[wolflord_andain]

"Busy, for the most part. But then that has never truly been unexpected. And yourself."

[young_tmriddle]

"Not quite as busy as you, perhaps. My wife and I slipped away for a short holiday not too long ago, so we were able to enjoy some well-deserved relaxation."

[wolflord_andain]

"I envy you that."

He is entirely sincere with that comment.

[young_tmriddle]

"It's hard-won. We don't get to go away often. I enjoy being busy, but at times, you simply need to get away from all that bothers you. I find, anyway."

[wolflord_andain]

"For a span of time, I suppose. Too long at it begins to feel like running away, does it not?"

He smiles faintly.

"That may, however, be my own particular problem. I'll freely admit to that."