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LIFE SUPPORT

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It's the alternate Tuesday, so the tables and chairs are set out in a quiet corner of the bar. New people still stressed with the strangeness of Milliways, people with problems and needing someone to vent to, people who just want a quiet place and a free meal, all are welcome.

Food consists in varied juices in thermos and sandwiches,: ham, grilled cheese, and vegetarian. For people with more exotic tastes, there are paradoxes too. Board games and jenga are available as well, if someone needs a distraction; soothing music is playing too.

Scarlet does a last check of the preparations, and nods to herself.

It is time to help people.

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"Like me," he says, "or... Ginger here."

He extracts a sleepy young squirrel from his shirt pocket; she curls up in his hand, wrapping her tail around his thumb.

"We eat a lot of seeds. Buy 'em by the case."

"You don't look like a squirrel," said Tegid.

"Aside from the ears and tail and claws and teeth, not really," he says with a chuckle. "That's what happens, though. Cursed family, mutant kids."

"Oh," said Tegid, "So, this work you do..."

"A bit of chaos, mostly. Shaking people out of their routines, making the world a more interesting place. Bringing the unexpected. In a very general sense. More specifically, more recently, I'm in politics."

The baby squirrel climbs up his arm and settles on his shoulder, watching the cookie he holds in his other hand, and plotting.

Tegid smiled, "Do you find satisfaction?"

"...I guess I do, yeah. I mean, it's hard work, and I get tired of that, but when you find something you're good at, and you enjoy it, the good usually outweighs the bad. And after the election I won't have to work quite so hard... but that's still a few months away, of having no time to myself."

"Then you will do well, little brother," said Tegid, "Soon you will have rest. And there is always Milliways."

"With my luck, they'll find me in here," he says, and sips his glass of milk. "I'll be out back climbing trees or something and she'll come in all 'Squirrel! Our numbers are dropping in Texas and you need to fix that, right now!'"

He shakes his head. "When it's done, I'm taking at least a week off."

"Come to my world!" said Tegid with a laugh, "She won't find you there!"

"What's it like there?" he asks. "You got nice trees? A lot of people don't realize how important trees are, but where would any of us be without 'em? Me, I'd be homeless."

"Yes there are trees, and my people live on artificial islands on a lake," he said.

"Artificial islands?" he asks, impressed. "I heard they're building things like that overseas somewhere. I bet it stays nice and cool in the summer with all the water, huh."

Well, Crynogs have been around for a long time.

"It is a nice place," said Tegid, "It is well protected, and there is enough space for farming on shore, and the woods."

"I live in the forest, outside a city," he says. "I've lived in the city, but it's too noisy there, too many people around. Out in the forest, you can relax, you can do your own thing. It'd be nice to have a couple other people around, but just a couple."

Tegid smiled.

"The guardian of our wood allowed us to build there," said Tegid, "I have seen him, not with my eyes, but with my second sight."

"What's he like?" he asks. "Some kind of god, or... something else? And do you always see things with second sight, or... what do you see? Ghosts and things?"

"I was blind once," said Tegid, "It helped me to see what was really going on."

He grinned, "The guardian looks like..."

(OOC well the mun has lost the damned book, and doesn't remember that part too well.)

"Was it magic that brought your sight back?" he asks. "Lot of people here have magic, it seems like."

(ooc: Not a problem, I can sympathize. *chuckle*)

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