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[themysciran_diana]

After a long day of defending the Earth against evildoers -- Dr. Psycho definitely counts -- Milliways seems like as good a place as any to unwind.

And there will be fewer curious eyes (and paparazzi) to be found here.

Which is why Diana, dressed as Wonder Woman, settles at a corner table with a glass of water and a light dinner.

People-watching will also help pass the time, once she's done consuming her meal.

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[theresnodoor]

Here is a people she can watch.

Rachel has come back inside after some time with the punching bag to flop into a squashy chair sideways, legs draped over the arm, and already picking at the tape on her knuckles.

They're kind of bruised.

She's kind of pleased with this.

[themysciran_diana]

Diana looks over as the girl flops down, blue eyes taking in every detail --

Particularly the tape on her knuckles.

"Did you just come in from a bout, or was this an afternoon of solitary training?"

Warrior women are Diana's people, moreso than many others. In a way.

[theresnodoor]

Rachel cranes her neck to find the voice, attempting a friendlier smile. "Just me and a punching bag."

Pretty sure anyone and everyone in Milliways could still kick her ass in a fist fight.

[themysciran_diana]

"Sometimes a woman just needs to work out frustrations on an inanimate object. That and working on form are often best undertaken in isolation. Though I wasn't aware there was a heavy bag setup outside."

The voice is coming from a dark-haired, blue-eyed woman in a red, white, and gold unitard.

She smiles when Rachel catches her eye.

"Do you know how durable it is?"

[theresnodoor]

Sometimes a woman just needs to work out frustrations on an inanimate object.

Rachel's eyes are and always have been light blue. But there is a shine to them now, in the way she sits up and pays attention and even twists to give Diana her full attention.

...and takes in the outfit.





This is Milliways. It could mean anything.

She'll go with ignoring it, until a better option presents itself.



"I have no idea," she admits after a moment, forcing the words out clearly, if a little slow. Totally playing off the woman with the lasso here. "I'm pretty new at it. I asked for a bag and set it up, I don't know if there are different kinds."

[makesthings]

Ava's necklace hasn't been going as Sameth's wanted and so he's taken over a table to test out various spells.

There are occasional flashes of gold as he mutters and when a spell briefly makes his hand glow, he sighs and looks around to spot Diana, "Hello."

[themysciran_diana]

"Sameth," Diana says, transparently pleased to see him.

"You've been well, I hope? It's been some time since we last spoke."

And there was an entire allpocalypse that happened in there, too.

[makesthings]

"Yes, I have been. A lot changed for me since we last talked. Were you here when things were coming apart?"

All his attention was on keeping Orannis contained that he didn't have much of a chance to look at the other fighters.

[themysciran_diana]

"I was," Diana says, very soberly indeed.

"Shall I take it that you were, as well? I hope you were not overmuch harmed by the experience."

Understatement.

[makesthings]

"No, it came right after doing the same thing in the Old Kingdom. I didn't have much time to think just did what I had to do. One of the main dangers was the Destroyer from my world but I was able to contain him,"

When he and Nick finally made it back, there was still much to do but they'd made it through.

[olive_and_clove]

He sits by the fire and watches the folk to think of something besides the fall of Arthur's kingdom. Tonight he is dressed in a simple tunic and leggings and is armed with a long sword and dagger.

He spies the woman in very strange armor. He would laugh but she carries herself like Scathach and Palamedes has far too much respect for that warrior to laugh at another warrior who happens to be a woman.

[themysciran_diana]

Diana's existence as a woman is hardly an accident, not least because she was made, not born.

Nevertheless --

As her gaze passes across Palamedes, Diana meets his gaze and gives him a quick, warm smile.

Should he choose to engage in conversation, she will have no objections, but nor will she intrude does he prefer to keep his solitude.

[olive_and_clove]

Perhaps conversation will prove more distracting as solitude has not.

"Good evening Lady," he says and yes the L is audibly capital.

[themysciran_diana]

"Good evening."

Diana inclines her head in a welcoming nod.

"Though I am, in my way, no Lady. Call me Diana, please. If you will."

[forgottenmotley]

"Of all the things I need to go, a man about town shall bring me woe. I found me a piper, I found me a key. Now that's left is the soul of me."

The Fool sings this odd little nonsense verse as he walks to a table, bells ringing as he does. From a pocket he pulls out a sheet of paper and some charcoal and starts to sketch.

[themysciran_diana]

Diana appears pleased to listen to his song, though her gaze catches on the motion of his charcoal across the paper and holds, just for a moment.

She has an appreciation for art, does the Themysciran princess.

And, of course, some degree of curiosity in what others choose to produce.

It can tell a great deal about a person. For one.

[forgottenmotley]

He's drawing a dog. A puppy dog with a curly tail reared up on its hind legs. Rather like this one.

[themysciran_diana]

It is an interesting choice, that. Particularly as there are no dogs matching that description in the near vicinity.

But considering he seems absorbed in his work -- absorbed enough to sing to himself -- Diana forbears to interrupt him.

[student_of_impossibility]

Well, this person might constitute interesting. Dusty and with a sword at his side, he'd almost look Roman--except the clothing's slightly off. It's an oddly anachronistic mix of Roman and medieval styles, actually--

But either way, armor or not, he definitely carries himself like a soldier. Like an officer.

And, once he steps through and notes he's in the Bar, like a tired officer.

There's even a fresh bandage wrapped tightly around his upper arm.

[themysciran_diana]

Anachronistic and superhero costumes often go hand-in-hand. Thus his appearance is much less strange to Diana than one might otherwise assume.

Still and all --

Her gaze, piercing and blue, makes a quick, clear assessment of the officer as he enters, and after another moment --

"A long campaign, I assume?"

[student_of_impossibility]

He glances her way, and for once can't help himself--an eyebrow tilts up.

Well then.

(He doesn't actually know many superheroes.)

"Long enough," he agrees. "And the days that go with them."

[themysciran_diana]

"Shall I hope that you don't have second watch, then? For your own sake."

Diana has had many a long night.

Particularly when traveling through Hades' realm, not all that long ago.

[hey35andholding]

Clementine hasn't seen Diana in forever - and in spite of herself and their camaraderie, she's still a little in awe of the woman.

If Diana's watching Clementine at all, she'll notice her by the pool table, where she's racking up quite a game all by herself.

[themysciran_diana]

[ooc: Rain check? This post is old enough that I'm trying to wrap threads rather than start new ones. Thanks! <3]

[hey35andholding]

[OOC: Can do, will hit new one earlier! :)]