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[somanysads]

The door to Milliways cracks open and anyone looking low enough can see a small, rotund, bluish figure shuffling backwards into the bar.

Just past the door, several rows of multicolored orbs embedded in a wall throw an odd square of light onto the floor. "But Joy...I don't think we should just go in. It wasn't here yesterday. It's not even in the- "

A yellow arm pops through the crack in the door just long enough to give her an encouraging push, and pull it shut behind her.

" -manual," Sadness halfheartedly finishes at the closed door. She tries to yank it back open but it doesn't budge. When she turns around she is in a place that looks nothing like any place in Riley's head she's ever been before. "Oooh... This doesn't look right. I don't think I'm supposed to be in here."

There are people here, real people, she thinks anyway, and no emotions or mindworkers that she can see anywhere. Where is here? She thinks some of the people are staring at her. That's probably not good. It's all very disconcerting, and unsure of what she's supposed to do, Sadness shuffles just off to the side of the door that wouldn't open, not wanting to be in the way, and thinking if it did open she might be able to sneak out of here without causing any trouble. She plops her bottom down on the floor, frowning and sneaking uncertain glances around the bar from time to time, trying not to make eye contact with anyone in particular. "This can't be good."

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[dejah_thoris]

[oom: After this

"I told you from the beginning: I know who you are."

warnings for mild sexual content. ]

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[1nv1nc1ble]

[OOM: Some time ago, a young superhero escorted the first manned mission to Mars. As road trips go, it was pretty boring, but when they got there, it was pretty amazing. Until the Martians objected. Then there was some kidnapping, some squicky Martian echinoderms, and a long bit of drama that the mun hasn't finished writing, due to Real Life being a cruel mistress full of things like work and other necessities.]

The Front Door opens, and a semi-familiar figure in blue and yellow steps through. Invincible is still about 5'11" and looks to be somewhere around 180 lbs. He's no longer wearing the breathing rig and bubble helmet that he wore to Mars, and his uniform is no longer coated with Martian red dust. He wears an unusual addition to his uniform, a navy blue ball cap with the words "NASA MMSTS-1: Olympia" stitched on it in gold thread and in NASA's trademarked font.
He's carrying a small totebag in one hand, also bearing the NASA logo, and it's clearly packed full of something.

He pushes through the door in a rush, like he's in a hurry, and then does a little hop that anyone capable of unassisted flight might recognize as an aborted takeoff, as he recognizes that this is not actually the exterior of the government building where he was debriefed after his return from the Red Planet. (He actually hovers about six inches off the floor for a few seconds before touching back down.) "Hey, Milliways!" he exclaims. "Perfect timing! I'm starving!"

He hops on a stool at the Bar, and is presented with double cheeseburger with all the trimmings, a massive plate of fries, and a glass of Coke. "You, lady," he says, pointing at the Bar, "are full of awesome."

After taking a huge bite out of the burger, he sits, chewing and doing nothing but making appreciative noises for a minute (you'll have to excuse him; he hasn't eaten anything but vacuum-frozen sandwiches for two weeks). He might welcome some company, if you don't get between him and his food.

[OOM: He's back.]

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[herr_bookman]

[OOM: Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember
The time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again]

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[sunbaked_baker]

There is a tall window in Milliways' library, if you know where to look, with a couple of overstuffed leather chairs and a small table at its base. One of these chairs is occupied by Sunshine, sitting where the afternoon sunlight streaming through the window falls fully upon her. A slow trickle of blood creeps down from the pricked place at the center of her forehead. On the back of the other chair perches what looks like a raven, eyeing her and croaking judgmentally as she concentrates on the spell.

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[iron_chief]

The front door opens to the sounds of a busy office. Chief Lin Beifong is studying the recent arrest reports, so perhaps she can be forgiven for not noticing when the door she walks through doesn't go where it is supposed to. The Chief is in uniform, the fitted metal that should be so constricting moving as easily as cloth.

For a long moment, she doesn't seem to realize anything is wrong. Then she stops cold, her posture shifting to something poised for defense, quiet and watchful.

This is not her office.

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[coral_sandhu]

Coral has her MilliScout hoodie on tonight, and is busy drawing a picture of the lake to help plan the canoeing adventure next week.

So far on her equipment list is a life jacket (good), a toy rabbit, a packed lunch, and a flag in case they discover any hidden islands, so it might need a little bit of work.

Every now and again she looks around for someone who might be able to explain how to use a map and compass.