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[parkerlee]

[OOM: Hello, Milliways. It's been a long time.]

A year, in fact, since Parker Lee opened a door and found the bar on the other side.

She had wondered once or twice why her door hadn't followed her across the ocean. But she hadn't really worried about it. Real life had been enough of an adventure over the past year, busy and full of new people and new experiences.

And no safety net. Maybe the Universe had recognized the need for that.

Smiling, Parker turns slowly in a circle. Like Hearst, Milliways hasn't changed. But no way could it ever feel small. She rubs one friendly hand on the polished wood of the bar.

"Hi, Bar, sweetie. I'm back."

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[parkerlee]

"They've probably gotten more comfortable since."

Parker raises her eyebrows, wondering idly what Homeland Security would make of Wilbur.

Which she realizes is a moot point. For all she knows, he is completely nondescript in his world.

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"Dun't sound awll thet comfortable ter me."

[parkerlee]

"They have their low points."

"But the trips you can take are definitely worth it," Parker says with a smile.

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"I suppose sew."

[parkerlee]

"Do you travel much? Did you travel much?" Parker quickly amends.

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"Dun't think I ever left Arkham County, ter be honest."

[parkerlee]

"Really?"

"Is Arkham County pretty big?"

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"Fairly, I suppose. But et's nawt like I explored et much either."

[parkerlee]

"Yeah? Why is that?" Parker asks curiously.

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"Spend most o' my time et home, fer 'un thin'. Between the ol' farm an' my readin', thar warn't much time fer wanderin'."

[parkerlee]

"You were a farmer?" Parker asks.

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

"Nawt really. We had a few sickly, bloodless cows an' a lawt o' weeds." Wilbur shrugs. "The cows tended ter die an' even the weeds didn't last long, but Gran'father insisted thet et was a farm.

"O' course, he was even crazier than his daughter, sew thet may nawt have mattered thet much."

[parkerlee]

"Sounds....um....."

She really can't come up with a positive adjective.

[OOC: The mun is quickly fading out. Fade or slow time?]

[weirdwilbur.livejournal.com]

(Slowtime, this is fun.)

"Awful? Wal, Gran'father's mission en life was ter destroy the world, an' most o' the people en the towen whar either crazy ur jest plain stupid--mostly stupid." Wilbur laughs. "Sew I'd say thet awful es rather accurate, ter be honest."