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[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*He's inside this time, so y'know, no flags. But he does have a laser pointer. Well, it's not so much a pointer, as a bit of light from which a line of light emits, letting another point drift across the face of the bar. If theres any Kitties around, it's bound to be tempting. He's perched calmly on a table, where he can get a good view on everyone. He's cautious like that. Well one hand aims the laser thingie, he reaches out with the other one, and a rat thats not busy gets a flight across the room.*

Hiya Al! long time no see. I need a mead, and ....huh... y'know, i don't remember the last time i ate. How about some fried paradoxes? Thanks.

*And he is kind enough to send Al back across the room.*

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[slayeranne.livejournal.com]

Buffy beelines to Tim, with her sandwich. No, he can't have it.

"Hi Tim. I thought you were missing. You okay?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim bounces.*

I'm fine. Got lost in my own head for a bit.

[slayeranne.livejournal.com]

"Oh... Sometimes it helps to stop and ask for directions."

She smiles.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim chuckles right. whatever.*

Whats new with you?

[slayeranne.livejournal.com]

All sorts of things are new. But she's found someone else with a problem, so she's focusing on it and ignoring her own.

"I trying to figure out who to talk to about employment. Cause I know someone who needs a job."

She bites her lip slightly, hoping people don't think she's completely mad for this plan of hers.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim raises a brow, his mind calm.*

Who?

[slayeranne.livejournal.com]

"Kefka."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim coughs.*

He...uh... he wanted me to take him on as an apprentice.

[slayeranne.livejournal.com]

"Really? He asked me if I wanted to be his second in command. But I have some experience with 'evil geniuses, and its very bad when they get bored. No telling what kinds of trouble they'll get into. And he looked very bored."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim shudders.*

Maybe we could set him up with andrew and warren....

[slayeranne.livejournal.com]

She bites her lip again.

"That might be very bad for the two of them. Since Kefka doesn't seem to have reached the feeling-sorry stage yet. He just wants to organize things. I'm hoping to find him a way to do that that doesn't involve him being a dictator."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim frowns.*

I don't think he WILL want to change... he ah.... complimented on somethign i did accidentally

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Oooh, someone she knows. The someone she knows. Sort of. Ace wanders over, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.
"Hello, Tim." she murmurs groggily. Her brain, used to a full eight hours on a nice comfy bed is still protesting her reversion to street tactics.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim levitates, turns to face her.*

oh, hello ace.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace goes straight to the point. She tends to, when hungry.
"How does one get some decent grub around here?" she asks, eyeing the food some of the other patrons have.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*As she speaks, a rat comes up and hands Tim a mead and a plate of fried paradoxes.*

Thanks Al. Oh, and here, for you....

*and he flips the rat a gold coin.*

Well, from the Rats actually.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Oh! Oh." She keeps to herself her ponderings about having to catch and/or eat rats and digs into her pockets instead. She is beginning to wish she had gotten the Professor to show her how to do that whole time-pocket trick, it certainly would come in handy here. Her hand come back with two dubloons, a Centuriaan dicoid, and a sentient purple crab that is used as currency on certain worlds.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim eyes her collection warily. Especially the crab.*

Well, they do except everything.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Carefully Ace tucks the crab back into her pocket and waves the discoid at one of the rats.
"Hey! You!" she calls, then looks askence at Tim. "Like that?"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Nods.*

Yup, just liek that.

*as a rat comes scurring over.*

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Brill." Ace grins, glad something is going her way. She looks the rat in the eye.
"Umm... How 'bout some muffins?" she ventures hesitantly. As the rat scampers off, she shouts after it.
"And some tea would be nice too!"

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Tea is always nice.

*Tim levitates his plate over towards her.*

Paradox?

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"What's a dox?" Ace asks curiously, looking at the fried lumps.

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Paradox. It's not an onion ring.

*Thats about the best description he can make.*

[lir-kitty-zot.livejournal.com]

There's a cat nearby.

She's seen the lazerpointer.

She's seen better.