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Brooklyn pokes his head around the open door.

"Hey! This place!"

He is weary for a moment. Last time he was here, he was turned into a stuffed, toy dragon. And people tease him because he has such a dislike of magic. You trying being stone or plush and see if you like it, bud!

But, mmmmm, more bacon smells! This place makes great bacon! It is still gargoyle breakfast time.

"Okay. Okay. I'm coming in. But if I get turned into anything this time, I'm never coming back, okay? You got me?"

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Goliath is sitting at a table with a book. He hears a voice though that is familiar and yet it has been so long he's certain that he's imagining.

When he looks up though and see's the red gargoyle it is almost like that first night in New York. It hasn't been a thousand years, but it has surely been long enough.

"Brooklyn?"

Brooklyn blinks.

Andrew had said Goliath was here, some where.

Crap.

He looks very sheepish and waves. "Ah! Hi, Goliath! Nice seeing ya! At this bar! And not on patrol! Which, I am getting to, right after I grab one of those burgers wrapped in bacon! Broadway ate all the bacon in the pantry again, you see."

The reaction Brooklyn is expecting is not the one that is given. Goliath stands and moves over to him and embraces him, he can't help it.

"Brooklyn!" If Brooklyn recalls it is the same greeting he gave after their stone slumber that lasted from the Middle Ages into present day, and later will be the one given when he finally returns home from his journey to Avalon and back.

Brooklyn flails, as best he can, when pulled into one of Goliath's giant hugs.

"I! But, I, what I'd do? I didn't miss dinner! I was home last night!"

He is very confused. Why in the world is he getting greeted like he and Goliath haven't seen each other in ages? He just saw him yesterday! With Elisa!

"Goliath?"

Goliath finally lets him go but the smile doesn't waver. "You look well. And the others? The clan is safe?"

He will answer Brooklyns confusion soon, but first he needs assurance that those others he has not seen for so long are surviving.

"--yes, we're all fine. You just saw me, you know..."

He makes a face and connects the dots.

"Goliath, what is this? Why are you grabbing me like we haven't seen each other in ages? Are you all right? Is something--is it Demona?"

He goes where the first thought of danger takes him.

"Brooklyn," He says, finally the smile fades, "I have not seen you or the others in months. I have been bound here, since the second fight with Xanatos and his steel clan. I was knocked from the sky and ended up here. I have been here ever since."

He growls at the mention of Demona, thankful at least for not having to deal with her any during his stay here.

[OOC: I'm sorry but I really have to get to bed. Slowtime would be great if you like. Thanks for the thread.]

"Good luck with that. April Fools day is coming up." The source of the voice is light, female, green-skinned and at the moment rather more interested in reading a book at the moment.

"Man. I didn't think of that. Is bacon worth being magicked into something, do you think?"

--hey, she's green!

Brooklyn wanders a little closer. Does she have wings? Humans aren't green. Not any he's ever met. May be she's a mer-human. Those would make sense to be green.

She doesn't have wings, but if Lexington got a look at what she's munching on he'd go spare.

"Wouldn't be able to say myself. Just be sure to have one eye on your Door at all times." Dot picks up something that looks like a circuit board and takes a crunchy, electricity crackling bite out of it before looking at him.

...ok. That's new.

He just thinks they are funky doritos. There is a reason Lexington is the brains of the operation.

"...are you a mer-person? Is that why you're green?"

Good gods and Brooklyn's the second in command?

"...No, actually. Water's actually rather deadly towards me."

Oh great. Prepare for a speech. "May I ask what you are?"

Yes! Strategists that know their weaknesses and know how to utilize their resources make great leaders. As far as his logic is concerned: why would a woman be eating bits of circuitry? Therefore: doritos! May be some funky flavor, like watermelon.

Brooklyn tips his head and pauses when he is about to perch himself in a nearby chair.

"I'm a gargoyle."

"Is water bad for you like...Wizard of Oz bad for you?"

He knows that movie wasn't real, but this place is weird.

"...No, I can swim in it, so long as my head remains above water. But I can't drink or consume any. And magnets are deadly." She looked at him calmly and evenly. "My name's Dot Matrix, I'm a computer sprite."

Milliways. Always ready to redefine your personal definitions of WEIRD.

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