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[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

Beijing Olympics coming up on Belar's universe's Earth.

Belar's adopted people, the Dorbed tribe of nomads of western Mongolia, contributed three members to the Mongolian Olympic team this year.

Belar wants to know what kind of moron thinks performance enhancing drugs are a good idea when you're going into the Olympics in a country that doesn't even trust its own citizens, let alone foreigners.

... there's a reason he's here, wearing his Security badge around his neck in bear shape, rather than at home, where he might take his wrath at one of his people out on all of his people. Belar's never been what you'd call a mature god, but he does his best to be careful, and right now a wrathful polar bear with a Security badge is the best he can manage.

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[sliceitwithwind.livejournal.com]

A while back there was a series of notes (http://community.livejournal.com/milliways_bar/20074878.html?format=light#cutid1) left. One of them was for Security.

It's not really explicit on who Xigbar and Xaldin are, but if Belar ever ran into Axel he'd more than likely recognize the uniform.

If he hasn't he might still be interested in the fact that Xaldin paces at least six inches above the nearest ground.

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that merits a certain amount of attention. The bear pads over in that general direction, sniffing the-

-okay, that's new. Even the majority of nonhuman beings have scents.

[sliceitwithwind.livejournal.com]

Xaldin comes from a world where most animals can talk and are assumed to be intelligent, if not always 'good'. The fact that he is also not exactly 'good' (or evil) doesn't change that.

"Excuse me?" he says at the sniffing "Can I help you?"

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

"Just getting an idea of who you are," the bear says easily enough. "My name's Belar. I'm on the security team here."

[sliceitwithwind.livejournal.com]

"Xaldin. The Whirlwind Lancer. III of XIII." Xaldin states firmly "I would be surprised if I had a scent."

He's just made up of all the scents carried on the air. Not exactly scentless but scented exactly the same as the surrounding air.

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

"Gotcha," says Belar. "No, you don't. If I was looking with my nose alone I'd probably walk right on past you. Excuse me a sec- these eyes aren't the greatest."

He draws himself up into his preferred human form, which at the moment is wearing the summertime clothes you'd find most Dorbed wearing, and glances at Xaldin. "Okay," he says, "that's a little more like it."

[sliceitwithwind.livejournal.com]

If he could feel surprised he would. Xaldin just nods a little bit at the change in form and asks, "Why do you use it then?"

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

"It's got its advantages. If I really need visual acuity I can always go falcon," Belar says with a shrug. "So, anyway. New to Milliways?"

[sliceitwithwind.livejournal.com]

"I've been here for a few weeks. I have only been sober the last three days." Xaldin says with a small nod, "And for the most part I avoid being inside."

[fabledcinders.livejournal.com]

A bear that's in uniform, sort of...

Yup, she's in Milliways, but! Deja vu. Cindy nods politely. "Hello." She has to walk by him to get to bar, and ignoring a polar bear in any mood strikes her as nearly as stupid as Belar's steroid-popping worshipper.

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

The bear pauses in his pacing and sits up a little straighter. "Hi there," he says in a remarkably clear and human-sounding voice. "Sorry, was I in the way?"

[fabledcinders.livejournal.com]

"No worries. I'm used to detours. Something making you itchy?" she asks, tilting a brow.

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

"Trouble back home. Some of my people are morons. Just because I promised I wouldn't interfere..." He shakes his head irritably. "Not gonna set anybody on fire. Not gonna set anybody on fire."

[fabledcinders.livejournal.com]

"Temptation, sometimes," she agrees. "But start doing that whenever one of 'em screws up, and before long, you'll run out of people who are fireproof. Or marshmallows."

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

"Yeeeah, I know, it was Torak who did all the people-on-fire thing, I just change 'em into woodland creatures if it gets really bad, that way I can get 'em back later..." The bear heaves a sigh. "It's just really annoying. I mean, Dad Almighty! They're on the national Olympic team, which is, like, as public as the public eye gets, and what's the first thing one of them does? Runs out and buys andro from the same people who sell to pro bicyclists! It's not only frustrating, it's stupid."

[fabledcinders.livejournal.com]

"...Castration? Or threaten to do it. 'Cause it doesn't sound like he's thinking with the stuff up here," tapping her forehead. She shakes her head, looking disgusted. "But at least, then, it's only one and not the whole team you have to worry about?"

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

"Gnnh. No, that was Issa's thing, the castration. I'm gonna stick with the furball approach." The bear sighs. "Unfortunately, it's one of three. Mongolia hasn't got a big team. I'm gonna have to punish him in front of as many Dorbed as possible, just to make it clear that we don't condone this kind of stuff."

[eirenikos]

Yeah...

Polar bear + bad mood = Eirene sitting down with two cups of tea and a worried face.

"What happened?"

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

"What kind of a moron do you have to be to be the first of your people in, like, ever to represent your country at the Olympic Games, to be told to your face that your people's god disapproves of cheating or undue influence and will be watching from the sidelines rather than interfering, and then to buy androstenedione and start trying to beef up your ability to pull a serious bow anyway?" the bear demands. "Did he think I wouldn't notice? Or that the IOC wouldn't find out?"

[eirenikos]

"A pretty big one, apparently." This, of course, is stated after the initial bellow is over. "Some mortals are going to be like that, though. No matter how hard you try and show them that there are certain behaviors that you are Not Amused by, there's always going to be the joker in the crowd that pushes the envelope because it's there."

Beat.

"That sucks, though. I'm getting ready for the Olympics too in my timeline, but ... from what I've heard, four years behind the rest of you. So take a deep breath, try and relax, and have tea."

Because tea is awesome.

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I know, but seriously, I thought I"d made it clear to these three..." The bear heaves a sigh. "Well, when he gets home, he and me are gonna have a little talk. In front of every Dorbed I can scrounge up. Hang on."

In a glimmer of blue light, the bear pulls himself up into human shape.

"Tea would be good. Thanks."

[eirenikos]

"Try not to eat him," Eirene teases and slides over one of the tea cups. "Here. It's Oolong, but I'm sure you can change that if you aren't too fond of it."

Beat.

"And feel free to switch back to bear form at any time. I didn't mean to make you change if you didn't want to."

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

"No, it's okay. It's mostly out of my system." He sniffs the tea. "Seems pretty good. I wasn't gonna eat him, anyway. He's on andro, he'd taste bad. Probably just turn him into a squirrel for a while and let his family dogs chase him until he learns his lesson."

[eirenikos]

"One of my favorites of the non floral variety." She picks hers up and settles back in the seat, favoring the other god with an appraising look. "That's ... kind of creative I'd've suggested a frog or something, but ... they don't deal well with cold temperatures. Well, that and I'm not exactly in the revenge and/or punishment business."

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

"My people back on Gara needed really direct retribution every so often," says Belar with a shrug. "They were usually pretty good about learning from it, though. The Dorbed aren't all that different from the Algars, so hopefully I won't have to do it too many more times. I hate having to hand out that kind of thing, y'know?"