Bartending and INTRO

[never_going_back]

Wait, what?

[A white blond girl, in the many, many layers that a proper Hoop girls wears, is staring at the Bar.]

[She sighs.] 

Rodice. Slappy sensayuma, this job.  I mean, the whole Zenade thing was not my fault. 

Fine.  This chiklette can take it.  [Halo nods.] And then I'll get Brinna that new sitdram, and you a replacement for that outfit you hurked all over.

Glad I was downwind of that!

Hoy!  [To anyone who walks in.]  Show the Mamcard or flash the cash.


[There's no specials because, whaddaya think this is? Some kind of fancy chop party?]

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[makesthings]

He's not sure of all the words she says but nods,

"No, I'm not lying, they're real in my world. I've fought them."

[never_going_back]

"Oh." It's just a lot to take on board, ya know?

"How do you kill something already dead? I mean...kinda dead, right? Don't think a sputstick would work on that."

[makesthings]

"What's a sputstick? There are different ways but its hard and mainly involves sending the necromancer truly into Death, which stops the Dead. There are ways to protect yourself from them,"

It is, Sam knows his world's one of the stranger ones in Milliways.

[never_going_back]

"It's...uh...," well, so much for bluffing that she has one. Rodice is the one that's always armed. "It's a thing. Like this big." She holds her hands up to show a space of a few inches, like a pen. "You spray it--don't stand upwind like Rodice did--and whoever you spray with gets...you know...splatty."

She's not going to mime projectile vomiting. But hopefully he can guess.

[makesthings]

"Oh, huh, that sounds messy and complicated."

[never_going_back]

She gives him a weird look. "And killing Necromancers isn't?"

A child could use a sputstick!

[makesthings]

"Well, yes, it is just without vomiting."

[never_going_back]

"But with more death!"

Which is probably messy. And dead.

[makesthings]

"Yes, I prefer to make things, its what I'm better at."