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[goodnight_nightvale]

There is a man in Milliways. He is neither tall nor short, nor fat or thin. He is wearing a tie. He is having a drink at the bar.



He is new.

He has always been there.

Cecil, welcome... to Milliways.

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[goodnight_nightvale]

"Hail the mice," Cecil replies, with a snappy salute.

[hail_the_username]

There is a burst of cheering, interspersed with more shouts of "hail!"

The plate has almost completely been cleared, with astonishing speed.

[goodnight_nightvale]

Cecil leans his head on his hand and watches the mice. He is very impress with their industry.