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[aranprime.livejournal.com]

The door isn't so much opened quietly and politely as it is fractured down the middle and busted apart as a yellow, orange and red flying chunk of metal comes crashing through it, through several tables and chairs (and possibly patrons, deepest apologies for any and all injuries), until finally skidding to a stop on its knees with its hand digging into the floor.

There's the hum of a plasma cannon kicking back to life as the being (cyborg? Soldier in armor?) looks up just in time to see the door reforming.

The plasma cannon on its arm does not power down. Welcome to Milliways for the third time, Samus Aran.

[TinyTag: Main Character (Persona 3)]

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Charlie watches the rather odd scene unfold from his usual perch in the rafters. He leaps down to see if anyone needs help, and then notices the robot. He wonders if there was some sort of refresher course he needed in How to Fight Robots Without Superpowers.

He puts his face-hding mask on, though he's not sure why. "Um, hello?" Maybe it can be talked into standing down?

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The cannon is aimed at him.

"Identify location." it states, voice skirting the edge of synthetic and organic. For a male it would be on the higher side, for a woman on the deeper side.

[52-dropoff.livejournal.com]

He doesn't flinch at the cannon. Though he is a bit concerned. And is very curious as to whether he can die twice.

"Milliways Bar. It's...not where you were? Beyond reality?" He hopes that makes sense to the machine. He can't say it quite does to him.

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There's the dim flickering of lights inside the helmet as the head moves marginally.

It catches sight of the observation window just in time to see the universe hit where it restarts in its destruction.

"...I'm listening." it says after a moment, plasma cannon beginning to power down, but still aimed.

[52-dropoff.livejournal.com]

"The Bar is at the end of time, and outside it. I really can't explain much more. People come here from various times and timelines. Some can come and go, others are stuck." He leaves out the part about some being dead.

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

"How can I tell if I am 'stuck'?" it asks, first and foremost. There are other life forms around, it can get its answers from them.

[52-dropoff.livejournal.com]

"Can you see a door?" Charlie has never seen it clearly.

[prob-japanese.livejournal.com]

There's a whistlewhistlebeep! from up in the rafters, and a yellow-and-chrome robot with a (very, very loosely) humaniform (ish) shape leans down to peer at the newcomer with bright blue optics.

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

INCOMING BOGEY

Cannon aimed right at the head, Bumblebee.

"Identify yourself!" yells the ... well, there's organic parts in there somewhere that could possibly equal a full human, but the metal and technology are not earth-based and they are very good at jamming scans.

[prob-japanese.livejournal.com]

Yeep!

"Bumblebee! Autobot scout, planet of origin Cybertron! Don't shoot!"

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

The cannon does not power down and does not aim elsewhere, but it has yet to fire as the being searches memory for any of those words.

"...Autobot. Cybertron. Unknowns- allies to Galactic Federation or Space Pirates?" It asks.

[prob-japanese.livejournal.com]

"... er?" says Bumblebee. "I can't say I've heard of either... um... allies of Earth, does that help?"

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

There is a long pause before the light of the cannon dims significantly and it lowers the weapon marginally.

"Further explanation is needed."

[l33t-mouse.livejournal.com]

"Well, Sugar," says a woman sitting at (and with her feet propped up on) a table just to the left of Samus' trajectory, "I do think ya just made one'a the most dramatic entrances on record." She takes a sip from a glass of what looks like liquid static.

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

Lifeform: Unknown

It's safer to assume that you are still in a combat zone when you have just come from one into a location unknown to you. So it's nothing personal when the cannon is turned to Mouse after the quick system scan comes up with a big ??? and the being demands "Identify location."

[l33t-mouse.livejournal.com]

"It's called Milliways. Bar at the end'a th'universe. I'd take it as a kindness if ya stopped pointin' that pea shooter at me."

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

"This does not shoot peas, if you would like me to prove it." it replies, after listening to Mouse's explanation.

[l33t-mouse.livejournal.com]

"I was bein' figurative, darlin'," Mouse says with a note of strained patience. "I don't actually know what yer toy'd do. We got no idea what effect a User weapon'd have on a sprite, an' actually I'd rather not find out firsthand."

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

"I was in the middle of fighting a war a moment ago." It explains, and while there is no visible glare it's very likely felt just the same. "I do not have patience for sarcasm. What is going on?"

[mcp3fes.livejournal.com]

MC is a teenage Japanese boy.

Which is to say:

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(Although it looks more like a slight widening of his eyes and sounds like a muffled squeak.)

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

[The munagement is stating that this comes after Samus has gotten an explanation of the place so poor MC doesn't have to deal with Samus pointing the gun at him]

The squeak and the starting gets Samus's attention.

Ohmygod SAMUS IS LOOKING AT YOU MC.

[mcp3fes.livejournal.com]

Cough. Cough. "Hi."

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

"..."

There would be head scratching if not for the armor.

"...Hello." a small pause. "Do I know you?"

[mcp3fes.livejournal.com]

"N-no." ma'am! "Sorry. I recognize the armour?"

[aranprime.livejournal.com]

"Ah." Samus says, although that makes perfect sense. "Samus Aran, though you probably knew that. You are?"