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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

"Who even needs that many teeth?" Ellen mutters to herself as she walks through the door, Dogmeat at her heels. She passes a rat and murmurs a request for lunch before settling down at her table and opening up a sack.

Full of sets of false teeth. Some of them are carved from wood, some from stone, some from some kind of polymer or resin- but it's basically a big bag of teeth.

Gonna be an interesting lunch.




(OOC: I'm going out for dinner and a movie after about 5 PM EST, but i'll pick up and tag back when I can!)

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[fry_sandhu]

The advantage of being a kid is that when you need a moment to think how you can get out of trouble, you can at least momentarily hide in the toilet. At least this is the strategy Fry uses today, when he slips into the bar.

The first thing he does is go to the real bathroom to check whether he's getting a black eye from the scuffle. He peers at it carefully. Definitely redder than the other. Bother, more questions!

He comes back out and goes up to Bar.

"I don't know what to do." he says.

Bar produces a game of travel scrabble. Fry shakes his head.

"No, I mean, what do you do when every answer is going to get you into trouble with someone?"

'Be brave?'

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[vyvyan]

Vyvyan has had a lot to think about recently. Trying not to smell, for example. Wondering if it might be better not to live in a squat.

He mentioned this to the lads back home. Mike had said that was all very well, except nobody had any money. Neil had started whining that it wasn't his turn to get a job. And Rick had started saying 'Oh, oh, so the place I found for us isn't good enough for you, is it?' until Vyv had hit him over the head with a chair.

So it looks like if he's going to make any progress, he's going to have to do it himself.

That's why he's in the bar, having taken a few showers, and has a sign on his table.

WILL DO STUFF FOR MONEY
ALL OFFERS CUNSIDERED
MAKE ME AN OFFER