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milliways_bar2007-07-11 02:44 pm
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The door opens, and an outlaw enters. He seems marginally bemused to find his imaginary piece of heaven reappear no in a barn this time, but in someone's cellar. He'd almost forgotten that dream he had about a bar where one could watch the stars die...
...yet here it is again! Just when he was getting really hungry. How lucky is that?? The outlaws are blessed today!
He slips in and to the magical but not evil Bar, where he collects a mug of ale and a plate of mutton, and settles into a booth to watch the observation window. He sprawls with his legs up on the booth seat as if he owns the place.
Lord Much has arrived!
And this being a dream -- a dream where good things happen -- perhaps every now and then, his eyes wander a bit, back to the door, maybe hoping to see someone walk through it, maybe registering just a little disappointment when it isn't the one he'd hoped to see again...
...yet here it is again! Just when he was getting really hungry. How lucky is that?? The outlaws are blessed today!
He slips in and to the magical but not evil Bar, where he collects a mug of ale and a plate of mutton, and settles into a booth to watch the observation window. He sprawls with his legs up on the booth seat as if he owns the place.
Lord Much has arrived!
And this being a dream -- a dream where good things happen -- perhaps every now and then, his eyes wander a bit, back to the door, maybe hoping to see someone walk through it, maybe registering just a little disappointment when it isn't the one he'd hoped to see again...

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Will has just come in from having a swim in the inlet and is now looking to get some lunch, he sees Much, and hesitates a moment before speaking, "Fair day, Much."
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"Hullo, Will-who-is-not-Will. And also is."
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"Aye, twould be me, 'ow are things farin' for ye, join me for a meal?"
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Logic.
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Since food is the best distraction ever from troubles in Nottingham.
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The wait rat nods having figured out what Will means.
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"What's a Chicago?"
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The pizzas arrive since Bar knows who's she's feeding, they're rather impressive and there's two mugs of ale and lots of random little side dishes too.
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Will's talking around the piece he's currently eating, they each get a pie, which are the good messy sort.
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Well, whatever stuff that is, other than the obvious cheese, Much approves highly.
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As he does with great relish before asking,
"Do ye know if tis been any trouble 'tween Lady Marian an Sir Guy lately?"
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"Aye, tis true 'nough."
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