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milliways_bar2007-06-21 06:54 pm
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There was a groan from the man who had been sleeping, slumped over a table. He slowly lifted his head, and blinked his eyes open. Huh, where was he? And why does his mouth faintly taste of apples? He smacked his lips a few times as he looked around. Well, there was a partially eaten apple. Only it's now rolled on the floor. So much for a snack.
Now where is this again? ...A bar? Ok... now, what else was he trying to think of? Oh a name, right. Damn, what was it again?
Now where is this again? ...A bar? Ok... now, what else was he trying to think of? Oh a name, right. Damn, what was it again?

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And just what was she?
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"Right, and sorry, but uh, you mind me asking what you are?" People usually weren't see through right?
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Nathan glanced around, and put his hands on his hips, "Me neither."
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"Beg pardon, sir, might I ask you, er, where we are?"
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Yes, from one of the most common names in England... to one of the most common names in England.
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Peter has no idea where he is, what's going on, or what the hell he drank last night, but at least Nathan is here. Nathan, and a whole lot of strangers.
"What's going on, Nathan? What is this place?"
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He put his hands on his shoulders. Hmmm... this did seem familiar.
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The last thing he can remember is stringing up Christmas lights in preparation for -- the party. Right. Nursing.
"Did you guys try to do a surprise party?" he says uncertainly.
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"This isn't funny, Nathan." But he sounds more confused than angry. "What's going on? Is this about me being a nurse?"
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And wondering why he felt annoyed, or exasperated at him.
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"No new news yet," Marian said walking up again. "But Number 5 and I devised a system so we could all start keeping ourselves in order, more recognizable to each other, until we can figure out the process. This is a name tag, with a number in order for how you were found. And there's a place for your name on it under the number if someone tells you who you were or you remember."
Handing over the tag on a lanyard, she says, "You're number 4, since we found you second. You can sign your name from the ID here. I'll be back to update you with anything more we learn when it happens."
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Aria on one arm, she heads over.
"There you are, honey! I've been looking all over, do you mind holding Geckoette here while I grab us some dinner?"
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Wait... a blonde telling him he's got a kid.
....This seems very familiar for some reason.
And why does he think she sounds weird without a Texas accent?
"...I guess?"
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"You're the best, Nate. I don't know why your wife doesn't see that. I'll be right back!"
There's a little extra sashay in her hips as she strolls to the bar. She kinda can't help it.
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Wait... did she say wife? So who was she?
"Wait, what? Hang on! Who are you again?"
...And is the baby crying
What the hell?
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"I'm your mistress, duh. Well. You like to call me your courtesan and sometimes, weirdly, 'Mommy' when we're playing dress up, but that's a whole different story."
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"Ok... uh, you're coming right back for her, right?"
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