Ellen Park, the Lone Wanderer (
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milliways_bar2011-06-18 05:11 pm
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[Out of Milliways: "Fawkes, what was that about?"]
"-suit," says Ellen, as she clanks through the door in stained, bloodied, dusty power armor. And then, "Oh..."
One day the Bar is going to stop surprising her like that. Today is obviously not that day.
"Bar," she says after some surprised blinking, "I would be very glad if you could have some beer or something else cold waiting for me when I got back, but I really need a shower now. And some actual clothes." With that she heads upstairs to clean up. About twenty minutes later she's back downstairs in her green uniform, looking about a dozen times better. She'll look even better than that once she's had her beer, but feel free to bug her either way.
"-suit," says Ellen, as she clanks through the door in stained, bloodied, dusty power armor. And then, "Oh..."
One day the Bar is going to stop surprising her like that. Today is obviously not that day.
"Bar," she says after some surprised blinking, "I would be very glad if you could have some beer or something else cold waiting for me when I got back, but I really need a shower now. And some actual clothes." With that she heads upstairs to clean up. About twenty minutes later she's back downstairs in her green uniform, looking about a dozen times better. She'll look even better than that once she's had her beer, but feel free to bug her either way.
