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Since leaving Milliways the first time Diana has been traveling steadily east.

By plane. Then by train.

It has been a very interesting experience, and in certain cases very -- enlightening.

And yet she is still not at all disappointed to open the door to a local cafe and find Milliways waiting on the other side.

The chairs here, for example, are much more comfortable. And the fireplace contains fish.

It's a different sort of interesting, and one that is arguably more familiar than not. Such is the life of an Amazon and member of the Justice League.

Even one currently wearing slacks and a solid-colored blouse rather than her more iconic uniform.

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...It's the fact that she has grey eyes, and not blue ones, when their eyes meet, that makes Tyler relax...and his hand inch away from the flashlight hooked to his belt loop.

He does smile back, through a bite of apple, and wave.

Maybe it's a trick of the light that has her eyes appearing gray instead of their usual blue.

Regardless, her smile broadens and she offers a wave in return.

[ooc: Post-Infinite Crisis Diana's eyes reverted back to blue. It is in her userinfo.]

Edited 2009-09-12 05:19 (UTC)

Tyler smiles back, his hand easing away from the flashlight attached to a beltloop. The wariness disappears not long after, grey eyes weren't in Ray's description of Blodwen.

Diana did not miss the motion of his hand, both toward and away from the flashlight, but none of that shows in her expression.

Her smile remains warm and friendly, and it is no lie.

But if the boy is shy she has no wish to intrude.

"Hi!" Bigger grin, he just wanted to finish off his fruit before walking over, really. Not shy at all.

"Are you new here?"

She laughs quietly.

"I'm still settling in, yes. Does it show so plainly?"

Or is she just an unfamiliar face in a sea of the familiar?

"A lil bit, but I've never seen you around here before, either."

Being Bound has the surprisingly pleasant effect of getting to know the regular visitors.

Diana raises one eyebrow ever-so-slightly, though her smile remains friendly and open.

"You're able to keep track of so many comings and goings? I've had people tell me that it cannot be done."

She flicks a glance over the crowd, shaking her head slightly.

"I'm not sure I've seen the same face twice, yet, and I've been here on several visits."

"...well... if you're stuck for a long time..." And once you reduce people to certain variations, it's almost easy.

"It takes time...and...well, usually there's other stuff going on, so when you're down here, you don't pay a lot of attention to who is coming or going." Pause. "It's nice though, lot of different places and people to see."

"There's something of the truth to that even if one remains in the same world for long enough. But I take your meaning."

She laughs a little, quietly.

"Are you one of the Bound, then?"

"Yeh," Wistful looks for a door that isn't there. "Have been for..."

A little finger math. "Over 6 months now."

"Six months? Are there others from your world that come here?"

That would be a little bit of a sop, at the least.

"Or have you been left entirely on your own?"

"There was one other guy from my world that came here...but he hasn't shown up at all in the time I've been Bound." Tyler shrugs. "I think time got frozen on the other side of my door...or maybe slowed down so much that six months are six seconds on the other side."

"That would be fortunate, as such luck seems to be required in your situation. Are there provisions made for Bound folk, given that you can hardly be expected to sleep in the booths?"

"There's a couple of funds for the Bound that people donate money, or valuable items to, one for the adults, and one for the kids." And the only reason Tyler knows this is because he asked about his tab after his first few visits. "And sometimes you can work off your tab, by helping carry in dishes, or by helping out in the stables, or the forge if you're old enough to."

"I see I'll have to visit these stables sometime soon. I was not aware there were any. Do so many patrons stable horses?"

Is there enough room to ride?

"Some do, I know a lot of people come from times before there were any cars." Tyler points to another door, "The stables are out that way, in the backyard. Some god really liked the service here, so they made a backyard area with a lake for people to wander about in."

"Which pantheon?" Diana asks. "Do you know?"

This question is particularly relevant to her interests, particularly given current developments in her own world.

"No idea which pantheon, it's a story that's been around for a while." Pause. "There's a couple of gods that I do know who come here, like Miss Demeter, or Inari-san."

Were Diana anyone other than herself, she might startle at his mention of Demeter -- but she is far too controlled to reveal anything.

"Stories do tend to grow in the telling, still it is something I'm curious about. Perhaps I'll see if there are any patrons remaining who remember such a day."

Peter Pettigrew, wherever he is now, may be interested to know how his own story of creating the outdoors has grown in the telling.

"Miss Demeter?"

"Demeter, goddess of grain, growth, fertility and the harvest." All those nights spent with Ray reading about different myths do have their minor benefits. "She's nice, and likes coming in sometimes for the food, or just to talk to people."

"Demeter is a name I know very well, though I had not thought she and her kin would frequent this particular bar."

Particularly not after retreating from the world, from the Amazons.

From Diana herself.

Still -- stranger things have happened, she supposes, and will continue to do so.

Edited 2009-09-18 03:16 (UTC)

Then again, if you were going to the furthest place possible to retreat from something...

You don't get much farther than the end of the multiverse.

"I don't know how many other Greek gods visit here, I know Belar's a bear god from another world, but he's on Security here. ...I think he likes it here because they serve his favorite beer."

Less retreat than removal.

They'll be back. Diana just doesn't know it yet.

"I'd heard that Milliways serves everyone's favorite everything. It's good to know that wasn't exactly inaccurate."

"Sometimes even new favorites, if you're willing to let Miss Bar choose something for you."

Blue Soup Squash. Teal beef-tentacles in lemon-spice cream sauce with pasta.