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Jenny is bored. She's sitting at one end of the bar, chain-smoking and nursing a bottle of vodka. Every so often a spark flies off the tip of one finger and discharges itself in the rafters.
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"My name is Asar-Suti, and I'm here on a vacation" he declares blithely and politely.
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People mostly don't smoke on a High Fantasy type of world, unless they are hobbits or amusing rustics, and the world Asar-Suti comes from doesn't have those.
He shakes her hand; where he touches her, her skin tingles slightly, as if from weak electricity or sparks of fire. There is violet light from an unknown source on his face.
"Yes, a very interesting place with many interesting people coming from many interesting worlds. Where are you from? One of the Earth places?"
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She ignores the tingle. If you were a being that could turn into electricity at will, you would, too.
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"As for the other, I hit my expiration date. Pity the poor little bird who's got my job now."
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"Earth must be such a great place!" he blurts out. "Such weirdness; such wonders! I wonder whether I might ever go and visit?"
It seems to be a fairly big and busy place, too. And if even the gods are temping there (well, he doesn't know the word, but 'hiring out one's services for a limited amount of time' is a concept familiar to High Fantasy worlds such as he comes from), there might be employment for a vanquished dark god?
"Can I do that, too?" he asks, indicating the cigarette.
[[OOC: Oh woe!! AS seems to enjoy mundane things beginning with 'c'; coffee, chocolate and cats so far. Cigarettes will fit perfectly. He will love them, being a fiery god and all. My character has just been seduced to smoking - mun is smoke-free since November 2000!]]
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She's not always bitter, but the vodka is not helping.
She taps a cigarette out of the pack and hands it to him. "You need a light?"
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He takes a cigarette, sneaks a look at hers to determine which end to light, then takes it between his fingers the way he sees her do it, and taps the end with his finger to make a purple spark that lights it.
He puts it in his mouth and inhales.
Now, being a Dark God that is really just magical energy expressed in fire, and accused of "noxious fumes" by his detractors, there is nothing in him that would react adversely to it. No coughing, no nothing.
On the contrary: he enjoys it a lot, and smiles brightly at Jenny.
"This is a very good thing! What an interesting place your Earth must be that they even invent a way for their gods to burn their own incense. Where do I get more of that from?"
He could simply conjure them, but he realises that consuming waht you brought or made yourself is frowned upon in bars.
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"I ask the vermin for a 'pack of fags' - thanks, that sounds easy!", he says, doing so and getting his own. They are wrapped in blue, and have the picture of a winged helmet on them.
"Whatever that is, if not incense, thank you for introducing me to it" he beams at Jenny.
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Then he sees somebody coming downstairs (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/1800558.html), and his face lghtens up and darkes at the same time.
"Oh, excuse me; there is somebody I must talk to", he says. "It was great to meet you, and thanks dor introducing me to the portable incense." Asar-Suti smiles at Jenny gratefully, and wanders off.
[[OOC: Mun must wrap threads and get herself to work.]]