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milliways_bar2012-05-21 01:10 pm
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A few days ago Ellen gathered up some assistance in the form of two gentlemen from Milliways and set out to find out whether a map she'd been given really did lead where it appeared to. The people who had it were treasure-seekers and hoped to find wealth in the caverns it showed. All Ellen wanted was safe passage through, the better to reach possible financing for her projects on the other side.
Well, thanks to the company she chose, she got that safe passage.
A little while ago, the door briefly opened to admit Michael Westen and Nicholas D. Wolfwood, then closed again. Through the miracle of Millitime it opened again just now, and Ellen, Dogmeat, and a robot pony named Jangles stepped through. The pony is heavily loaded down, the dog is soaking wet, and everyone smells of crabmeat.
Ellen steps over to the Bar and does something complicated involving what looks like a deck of cards. She's going to have to thank Karkat later. If it weren't for that storage modus he gave her, she'd never have been able to get the butchered meat of fifteen full-grown mirelurks and an uncounted number of hatchlings here for Bar to decontaminate and package for Wolfwood. Waste not, want not, after all...
Anyway, now that that's done, she's going upstairs to wash and change out of her armor. She's got thinkin' to do and she'd rather not do it smelling like crab.
Well, thanks to the company she chose, she got that safe passage.
A little while ago, the door briefly opened to admit Michael Westen and Nicholas D. Wolfwood, then closed again. Through the miracle of Millitime it opened again just now, and Ellen, Dogmeat, and a robot pony named Jangles stepped through. The pony is heavily loaded down, the dog is soaking wet, and everyone smells of crabmeat.
Ellen steps over to the Bar and does something complicated involving what looks like a deck of cards. She's going to have to thank Karkat later. If it weren't for that storage modus he gave her, she'd never have been able to get the butchered meat of fifteen full-grown mirelurks and an uncounted number of hatchlings here for Bar to decontaminate and package for Wolfwood. Waste not, want not, after all...
Anyway, now that that's done, she's going upstairs to wash and change out of her armor. She's got thinkin' to do and she'd rather not do it smelling like crab.