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milliways_bar2008-08-24 12:51 pm
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[OOM: time, time, time / make time, give time, take time out / win time, cost time, the time of your life / spend time, sell time, the good times and the bad / kill time, zero time, all the time in the world / time watch, time travel, time to begin / time table, time square, can i fit you in? / time frame, time to go, time that you grew up / but tell me...how do you feel?
John Crichton, astronaut, stumbled in through the door, managing to catch himself on the edge of a table. He barely registers Milliways before he's whirling around to go back out the door...
...instead he hit a wall. "Shit! Frelling don't do this to me!"
Ah yes, the dulcet tones of Mr. Crichton's cursing! How the Bar must have missed that.
He placed a palm against the wood, sighing. She was out there, Aeryn was out there, and he was dead and all of this stuff was happening without him and he didn't have time for this.
(He has all the time in the world, here).
John leaned against the wall and sighed. Damn.
[OPEN FOREVER OMG, TAAAG MEEEE. OPEN TIL THE 28TH. YES. THAT LONG]
John Crichton, astronaut, stumbled in through the door, managing to catch himself on the edge of a table. He barely registers Milliways before he's whirling around to go back out the door...
...instead he hit a wall. "Shit! Frelling don't do this to me!"
Ah yes, the dulcet tones of Mr. Crichton's cursing! How the Bar must have missed that.
He placed a palm against the wood, sighing. She was out there, Aeryn was out there, and he was dead and all of this stuff was happening without him and he didn't have time for this.
(He has all the time in the world, here).
John leaned against the wall and sighed. Damn.
[OPEN FOREVER OMG, TAAAG MEEEE. OPEN TIL THE 28TH. YES. THAT LONG]
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What're you having? *he asks, as a waitrat scampers up to them.*
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And can you bring me one of the same?
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*Pause.*
I ... can't really remember, did you know Moiraine Sedai?
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The rat glared. He's not Lassie (none of them are).