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The door opens, untouched, and through it runs...

well, she's a toddler of some sort, though whether she's human isn't quite so clear. It's not just the green hair; it's the general way she looks as if she's made of painted wood, for all that she's running like any other child.

"Look-look-zura!"

WOW, says her wide-eyed face, as she stops abruptly to stare around the room.

"Another room-zura!"

The teenage boy who follows after her is certainly human. "Hold on, Uzura," says Fakir, "and wait for me."

[OOC: Two muns, two pups!]

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Milliways looks ... all right, Milliways is a mess tonight, and almost everyone in it seems unhappy in one way or another. Something is very wrong.

Fakir glances behind himself and Uzura to check that the door is still there. (It is.) He hurries to catch up with her. It's not that hard, since Fakir's more than twice her height.

"I don't want you to go too far away from me, all right?" he says.

Uzura ignores this, which may or may not mean acquiescence. (It probably doesn't, if only because of a toddler's attention span.)

"It's biiiiiiiiig-zura."

Uzura has lived for a very short time, and all of it within the walls of a single walled town. Milliways is new and exciting!

Many things are exciting, to Uzura.

"This is Milliways. I told you about it."

Fakir's voice is dry. Unlike Uzura, he doesn't find Milliways exciting.

"Be careful here. It's not always safe." Not that, you know, being a puppet in Gold Crown Town is a necessarily safe occupation either.

Uzura, in perfect obedience to this warning, sets off at a rapid march to get a better view of the window.

IT'S EXCITING. And there's a big pink thing out there too!

Her march is accompanied by enthusiastic (and loud) banging on the drum slung around her neck.

Fakir sighs audibly and follows along behind. Whose idea was it to give Uzura a drum, anyway? Couldn't they just have replaced Edel's old barrel organ?

Because LOUD NOISES ARE AWESOME, Fakir! Duh.

She has to stop the banging so she can use her hands to clamber up onto a chair, though. From there, the tabletop! Unless Fakir stops her.

She can't get into too much trouble from the tabletop, can she? Anyway, she seems to be having fun. Fakir stands by the chair and table, ready to spot Uzura in case she falls, but he doesn't interfere further.

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There's an Elf lying on the floor, head lying on his hands, legs up on a chair-support. He spends enough time on the rafters staring down, he figured he might as well give the other way a go.

(Especially as, if there's another earthquake, this fall will probably hurt his pride less.)

At the talking, he turns his head to watch. "Good day!" he calls to Uzura.

Uzura peeeeeeers at him.

And marches over. (BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG goes her drum.)

"You're on the floor-zura," she informs him.

Fakir slouches against walls and flops in chairs and sighs gustily and complains at her for investigating everything, but he doesn't usually lie on the floor in the middle of the day.

"I'm sure he knows that," Fakir observes. To the ... young man? ... he says,

"I'm Fakir, and this is Uzura. She's good at pointing out things, especially when she shouldn't."

"You have a keen eye," he tells Uzura, entertained. He glances to Fakir, and removes his legs from the chair-support, quickly re-folding himself into a cross-legged position. "Legolas, of the Great Forest. Pleased to meet you." His nod is precise despite his position, and he extends a hand as if to welcome them to his humble abode.

"Were you here for the ground-trembling?"

Uzura's face says: ????

(First it says :D!!! for the compliment, though.)

"Legolas-zura!" she announces to Fakir, and the bar at large.

"An earthquake? Was there one?"

That would explain the crack in the ceiling and the debris scattered around the room, Fakir thinks.

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Somehow, Milliways has gotten hold of Mia once again, despite her best efforts to stay out in her condition.

She carefully looks around herself when she hears Uzura's voice, her obviously showing stomach not helping, and then looks up when she hears Fakir.

"Goodness, is that you Fakir?" she asks. "Quite the time to come back, isn't it?"

"Apparently. What kind of time is it? I've never seen such a mess around here."

Fakir gestures at the toddler. He isn't quite smiling, but there's something like a smile in the way his eyes twinkle and the side of his mouth twitches.

"Let me introduce you to someone. Mia, this is Uzura. Uzura, this is my friend Mia."

"Hello Mia-zura!"

:D!

Uzura is always happy to meet new people!

"Oh! Hello, Uzura," she says, reaching a hand down and trusting to find Uzura's nearby. "It's lovely to meet you."

Mia then addresses Fakir with some concern.

"Some sort of significant mess. My friend Luna has been having dreams that are matching what's happening here and my uncle Rabastan made mention that it looked like this when there was some sort of apocalypse clock. I've been trying to stay out to keep safe but I found my way in here by accident."

Fakir looks grim. "I see. You should definitely stay away then. Especially since--" Fakir waves his hand awkwardly in the general direction of Mia's waistline.

Also, Fakir and Uzura are going back to Gold Crown Town as soon as they can get out of this conversation. (And as soon as Fakir can convince Uzura to leave this fascinating place!)

(That one may take a while. Although Uzura is pretty distractable.)

She's listening to this with deep and interested incomprehension, when she's not peering around the bar instead. It's so full of interesting things! And interesting people! And apparently apocalypse clocks, which also sound interesting.

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Uzura's speed and joy is surprising in the chaotic Bar and Will grins as they enter.

He's sitting at a table and contemplating the door with a glass of whiskey, he should go back to Sherwood soon, "Aye, lass, can be beautiful."

Hello new person!

Uzura heads his way, heralded by the banging of her drum.

Fakir, as always, follows along behind. He is not leaving Uzura alone in the Milliways wreckage!

"Beautiful," he says to the man at the table, "but it could use some cleaning."

After a moment of silence, Fakir adds,

"I'm Fakir, and this is Uzura."

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"Oh aye, but seems to be the true End o'Days with new things breakin' an threatenin' with each new dawn. I'm Will Scarlett,"

Will's table is fairly clean as it's not underneath the crack, he doesn't want dust in his drink.

"Break-break-break-zura!"

This loud announcement is probably more because Uzura likes the sound of her own voice than because she actually enjoys destruction. And, possibly, more than she's really parsed what they're talking about.

"You don't need to sound so cheerful about it, Uzura."

To Will, Fakir says, "You mean the whole place is--" (Fakir pauses to look for a word that Uzura might not recognize or repeat "--damaged?"