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[OOM: There's only one more Needle to go. And it's someplace lively and filthy.]

Somehow in the hustle and bustle of Milliways, Lucas returned to the Nowhere Islands and evened the score. It was strange, not even bothering to stop in Tazmily. Lucas barely noticed, however, finding the same comfort he would expect from his former home in Ionia's shell cottage.

He means to go back there, sometime after whatever awaits him in New Pork City. Out of all of the Magypsies, Ionia is the one who stayed with him the longest and he can feel the weight of knowing she's gone now pressing down on his very being.

And if all of that wasn't enough, he's still feverish.

But that makes opening the limousine door and finding Milliways instead of the promised luxuries within the car even better. So he's found himself taking up a bar stool, nursing an apple juice and looking over some literature about New Pork City.

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"No falling star needed, Autor," Sunshine chuckles. "Nor, lucky you, getting with child a mandrake root. And you already know how to hear the mermaids singing, from what you say."

"I decided to be a deer for a couple of days of Cubefall. Just out of curiosity. To see if the actual experience matched..." She shakes her head. Those were dreams. "Did you do anything for Cubefall, Lucas?"

"No. Guess I missed it when I was back on the Nowhere Islands. Say, thinkin'a that..."

Lucas returns to his spot at the bar and picks up one of the pamphlets he had been reading before.

"Either of you heard'a New Pork City?"

"I was born to strange sights, things invisible to see," Autor says, and grins as he raises his glass. "And have made a pilgrimage sweet to find a woman true and fair."

He reaches a hand out for the brochure. "New Pork City? That can't be kosher."

"So tell me, what wind does serve to advance an honest mind, Autor?" she grins back at him, nudging his shoulder lightly with her own before she leans to also peer at the brochure.

"New York City, I've heard of, from mine and other various worlds - but not New Pork City. That sounds... rather unsanitary."

Also vegetarian-unfriendly.

Lucas hands one pamphlet to Autor and grabs another for Sunshine. Autor's pamphlet covers the sights of New Pork City, including its arcade, movie theater, fast food restaurants, and statue of King Porky. Sunshine's is focused on the mighty Empire Pork Building, King P's 100-story tribute to himself.

"I dunno anythin' 'bout it, either. But some guy with a strange, long car came up 'nd said this King Porky wants t'see me."

Autor manages to execute a surprisingly graceful turn in the air. He giggles when he bumps into Rae. Then he drapes his arms over her shoulders from behind, resting his chin on her.

"King Porky?" he says, dragging his sleepy gaze over the pamphlet she holds. "What would a pork chop want to see you for? Lucas. Hey, Lucas. Does this pig have a beef with you?"

Needless to say, his grin is terrible.

Sunshine had been about to remark that she didn't like the sound of someone who obviously self-centered as this King Porky being anywhere near Lucas... but then Autor utters such a gods-awful pun that she can't help but groan.

"Augh, Autor, you're terrible," she remarks, trying (and mostly failing) to hide her grin as she ruffles his hair.

"And I bet the guy didn't mention why King Porky would want to see you. Can we just assume it's not for a good reason?" She holds up the brochure of the towering tribute the king built for himself. "I'm already not liking this guy."

"He didn't say anything 'cept that King Porky wants me to go to New Pork City."

A creeping feeling crawls up and down Lucas's spine.

"It's almost like when Fassad was tryin' t'sell Happy Boxes in Tazmily. An' everyone was gettin' upset 'cause I kept sayin' no. I think... I think everyone from Tazmily might be there."

Autor squeezes Sunshine in a reverse-floaty hug, and then turns his attention to Lucas. "Hmm?" he says dreamily. "Why would everyone from Tazmily be there? Are they all able to teleport? I want that."

Then he yawns. "Oh, man. I'm not tired. You know what would be nice, though? A blanket. But I'm not tired."

"We can get you a blanket," Sunshine grins at Autor, simultaneously pleased and amused at the hug. She can't quite return the hug since he's behind her, but she can lean her head against his for a quiet moment, smiling.

"I hope they're all right, if they are there, Lucas."

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"I hope so, too. I dunno why everyone'd be there but I dunno where else they'd go."

[OOC: Let's try this again with the right journal this time.]

"Obviously," Autor says, rubbing his cheek against Sunshine's, "they'd be exactly where they are, because they only there they can be is that."

Then he adds, "I hope you find them. Far, far away from Porkster."

"Yeah," Sunshine says sympathetically. "I hope they're all safe. What will you do if you go to New Pork City, Lucas?"

A mild request to the Bar will provide with a blanket - unfolding it shows it to be dark blue and soft, covered in suns and moons in bright golden whorls. If Rae were on her own, the gesture she makes would be to throw the blanket about her shoulders. But there is an Autor directly behind her, hugging her, so the blanket it lightly tossed around him.

"I really don't know."

Lucas smiles and helps tug the blanket over Autor.

"There's a really big car waitin' fer me t'go. I've never been in a car before. But I'm not alone. I got Duster, Kumatora, an' Boney with me."

"Oh," Autor says, and embraces Sunshine again. "This is nice! You're so kind to me, Rae. How did you know I wanted a blanket?"

Then he reaches down and squeezes Lucas by the shoulder. "It's good you're not alone. It's lonely being alone. Don't do that, okay?"

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"I'm just good at knowing what people might want, is all," she grins slightly at Autor, unwilling to remind him that he'd mentioned a blanket would be nice, earlier.

"Allies are important - they help keep you together, when things are bad. They'll look after you."

Lucas ends up giving both Sunshine and Autor a hug.

"I won't be alone," he promises. "We're gonna stay together there."

It's an awkward hug, but not for the usual reasons: Autor most certainly tries to hug back, but he clings to Rae as he does so.

"Then you're gonna be fine," the boy says, grinning. "Porkopolis doesn't stand a chance. Well, it might, because there are buildings. But I don't think those will fall on you."

"We'll be with you, too, Lucas," says the vampire hunter shaped like a baker as she hugs them both. "In spirit if not physically, and we'll be here when you come back."

"Thanks."

And his arms might tighten just a little around them.

"Thank you."

"See?" Autor slurs, nuzzling Sunshine's cheek again. "You can do anything through the power of friendship. Like Punie does. She makes friends, and she's really strong."

His head dips low. The boy ends up with his nose resting on Sunshine's neck, arms slowly loosening as he sighs, content.

She may find a smidgeon of drool on the blanket should she move him.

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Sunshine chuckles, hugging Lucas just a moment longer before letting the boy go. The still-gently-floating Autor is partially resting against her. "I should probably get Mr. Power of Friendship here somewhere he can sleep off the rest of these painkillers."

Before he drools any more.

"Stay safe, Lucas, okay?"

"I will. I'll see you both again b'fore I go, promise."

Lucas grins at Sunshine before patting Autor on the back.

"G'night you guys."

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