http://drama-coach.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] drama-coach.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-01-16 02:32 pm
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Dianne goes up to the bar and asks for paper and pen. Upon receiving them, she scribbles out a note.

Dear Shaun,

Ash said he saw you around here, and I hope he's right. I also hope you can let me know how things are going at home. I don't know if I'm Bound here, but I'm afraid not read don't want to find out yet. This is Dianne, by the way.

If you get this note, I'm staying in Room 712. Don't hesitate to come knock on the door.

That's it, really. I guess all my questions can wait until I see you.

-- Dianne

When she's done, she asks tentatively, "Bar? Can you get this note to Shaun if he comes in, please?" The letter disappears, and Dianne blinks. ". . . oh. All right, then. Thank you."

She then takes a seat and leans back comfortably against the bar, just watching. She's always liked people-watching anyway, and it's infinitely more interesting here.

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
The Feegle looks at the letter from where he's sitting on the bartop. The lady looks sort of trembley-like and Rob pities her--she must be afeared of somethin'. His curiosity getting the better of him, he walks over and stands on the letter (which isn't difficult as he's only a few inches tall, and says knowledgeably, "Them's words." He gives a knowing nod.

He is so smart.

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Rob nods. "Aye, I knew they was."

He looks at the bigjob. "Why are ye scared?" he asks her. "And ye are. Ye breathe out fear."

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
"I bet I knew the story. There wuz something scary that tried to eat ye. It went arghityargh." Rob shrugged. "Ain't no reason to be skerred. Let'go the fear, lass."

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Aye, it does," Rob says sagely. "And some live and some dinnae, and some go on fearin' and others dinnae. It's better nae to, lass. It's better nae to go on fearin' cuz then ye might as well have nae lived."

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"The critters is outside for ye, are they? Ye can stay here, if tha's safest and ye cannae win leavin'. Just don't be afeared while ye're here," Rob says. "S'no point in being afeared where the monsters are nae." THat's what he understands least. What's the point of living in fear when you're safe? "There's no point in being afeared where they are, either--but if ye cannae be that brave, that's alright. Most other bigjobs cannae either."

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
"S'a good place to learn," Rob says sagely, looking around. "And it is'nae tha' hard. Jus' don' be afeared. And hit things!"

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Tha's a good lass," Rob says, nodding. Something about her reminds him of the wee big hag. She's a little more afeared of things, but someday maybe she'll be braver, like the Witch of the Chalk. " Hittin' things always makes things afeared a ye...Or at least makes 'em not move anymore. And don't forget ta' give em a kickin'!"
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[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Rob nods and then says. "Are they good fightin'--the things yer afeared of? Cuz I could get the lads together if ye need help fightin' 'em. We like fightin'."

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah," Rob nods. That doesn't even faze him at all, not when he's faced worse things, like things that aren't dead...like a hiver.

"Heds is easy to hit. we just do a little climbin'. There's lots of 'em, ye say?" This makes him look very happy.

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Now it's a look of rapture. Eyes sparkling, Rob says, "D'ye promise ye'll let me get the boys to go an' fight 'em if ye decide to go back?" he asks. "On your honor?"

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
Rob nods and looks really cheerful. "Aye, much thanks, much thanks," he says. Odd that he'd be thanking her instead of the other way around, but that's how the Feegle are. A horde of monstrous enemies to fight = paradise.

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Ach, the keld might be needin' me, and the lads are prob'ly makin' a mess o' things wit'out me. I have to be gettin' back."

He looks at Diane. "What's yer name, lass?"

[OOC: Just have her tell him her name, and then I'll have him head off.]

[identity profile] rob-anybody.livejournal.com 2005-01-17 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Rob Anybody," he says, and then he gives her a little nod and says solemly, "Dree yer weird," before getting up and leaving (after a certain baby-stealing incident).

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/ 2005-01-17 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
Smeagol is people-watching, too, and right now he's watching Dianne. Not in a malicious way, mind you. She just seems interesting at the moment.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/ 2005-01-17 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
Dianne is distinctly nonthreatening, so Smeagol tilts his pipe-stem at her in a kind of smokers' salute.

"Good evening."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/ 2005-01-17 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Smeagol doesn't see why more people don't sit under tables. It's much safer than sitting out in the open where people can sneak up on you.

Realizing that he's managed to get himself into a conversation, he searches for some way to further it, and comes up with "Have you been here long?" If he's lucky, she won't have seen him Before.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/ 2005-01-17 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
He hasn't thought about it. "A month? Maybe two. I don't know."

"I'm Smeagol," he adds.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_fisshes/ 2005-01-17 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes," but then, he's lost track of time for most of his life. "It's a strange place," he says, exhaling smoke.