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milliways_bar2012-03-16 04:24 pm
janisthorn) wrote in milliways_bar2012-03-16 04:24 pm
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An exile wanders into the bar, carrying a loaded crossbow and wearing an animal skin that doesn't cover very much of her at all.
She has just bid farewell to a good friend and a great warrior whom she suspects will soon die in vain, so her mind is uncharacteristically elsewhere as she walks through the portal. It takes several seconds before she notices the change of lighting and the absence of foliage.
Leela blinks several times. Her eyes narrow as she hefts her crossbow to waist height and scans her environs.
"What is this place?" she demands of no one in particular.
She has just bid farewell to a good friend and a great warrior whom she suspects will soon die in vain, so her mind is uncharacteristically elsewhere as she walks through the portal. It takes several seconds before she notices the change of lighting and the absence of foliage.
Leela blinks several times. Her eyes narrow as she hefts her crossbow to waist height and scans her environs.
"What is this place?" she demands of no one in particular.