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The door simply opens and shuts, letting a young woman, primly dressed, enter. The business jacket and modest skirt are both navy blue, with a school crest blazoned on the lapel. Her hair is pulled back into a neat twist- but no, no glasses. The lady can see well enough without any such thing, thank you.

Under one arm is a book. Gilt-topped pages, bound in blind-stamped morocco, that exudes the aura of rare first edition. Old and well-kept, but it's not hers.

As Athena glances around the bar, the person said book belongs to, from whom she borrowed it quite a few years ago, is nowhere to be seen. Well, that should have been expected.

With an exceedingly faint shrug, she starts over toward the bar.



(New mun with a char that's been played here before- but I am starting her over with a fresh slate. Thank you!)

(And, the mun is off for sleep. Post is open for tags for the next couple of days for slowtimes!)

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[morethanprops]

Moist is at the Bar with his drink, he's still not quite sure what to think of this place but it could be good for business.

When the rather beautiful young woman enters he nods to her from his seat where he's shuffling cards.

[mogget_cat]

Don't mind the Bright Shiner at the bar. He's just trying to get a good look at that book.

[tragic_mask]

Melpomene's by the bar, with a short glass of whiskey.

She's really concentrating on that rich taste.

[uquars_gadget]

At the Bar she gets glanced at by a fifteen year old girl woman with her hair braided tightly back--then a second, longer look is given to the book in her hands.

Helen curls her right hand around her coffee pot (her left still left at her side).

"What book is that?" she asks, when the woman is close enough to speak to.