First Glittery Entry of the High Warlock of New York

[highwarlock_bane]

The front door opens exposing a large loft, a cat, and a glittery warlock.

Tall, thin, Asian man with spiky black hair stands in front of the door, "This isn't my wardobe." he comments to himself, or his cat.

For Magnus life isn't worth living if you aren't willing to take risks and this is a risk, perhaps his father is trying to trick him or something.

With a shrug he tells his cat, "You stay here". The cat meows and Magnus has no idea what he is saying but assumes that is the cat agreeing to stay.

So in walks Magnus Bane, in tight black jeans, sequined shirt, face and hair tastefully covered in glitter, with a flourish.

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[thewidewideworld]

An androgynous blonde in a silky green shift dress turns at the sound of the voice. He looks the glittering man up and down and smiles. Sinric likes his style.

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus looks around, trying to understand what he is seeing.

This place looks interesting. As does that the silky green shift dress. That green reminds him of his friend Rangor Fell which is why his attention lingers for a moment longer than most of the rest of the bar.

[thewidewideworld]

"Welcome." Sinric calls softly, his voice lyrical and sweet. "Your first time in Milliways?"

[highwarlock_bane]

With a flourish of his hand he saunters closer to the other, "Indeed. What is Milliways? And how is it in my wardrobe." his demeanor is that of a very confident out going party host.

[thewidewideworld]

"Milliways is a bar at the crossroads of time and place. A haven outside all things. The door can turn up all manner of places. Including your wardrobe, it would seem." Sinric recognises the stance, matching it with a posture of relaxed openness. The sort of host that makes people feel at home and welcomed. And shows off the litheness of his form.

[immortalthief]

It's a newcomer, he isn't being particularly subtle about it. Really not much seems subtle about this man and she loves it.

"Welcome to Milliways" she greets him kindly. Her own style tasteful but revealing. A low cut silk black tank top and beige pants with black heels. Her makeup is bright red and her dark hair left loose hanging just below her shoulders.

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus saunters over to the woman, "Good Evening."

Taking a seat next to her, "And where exactly is Milliways?"

[immortalthief]

"It's the bar at the end of the Universe" she points to the window.

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus stands up and walks over to the window and watches the color display, the Universes ending.

[immortalthief]

Amanda follows him, "This is where all of the universes end." she takes a moment to enjoy the view herself, "It is beautiful."

[sunbaked_baker]

The woman behind the bar, wearing a sunflower-patterned, flour-dusted apron over her bright yellow t-shirt and orange jeans, looks up with a wry smile at hearing the surprised remark that the bar isn't a wardrobe. While she isn't covered in glitter, a magical ward like a network of faint, golden pinpricks of light glimmers from her hair and scarred skin.

"Absolutely correct," the baker smiles at the dark... hmmm... possibly part-blood Other, from what her Dark Sight suggests. "Welcome to Milliways."

[highwarlock_bane]

Oh sparkles, on closer inspection magical sparkles. His demon mark, his cat eyes gleam. His father is a demon and his mother a mortal which is what makes him a warlock.

"Thank you." he curtsy's as he approaches. "I do hope I will get my wardobe back." he takes a seat, "I am rather attached to my clothes."

[sunbaked_baker]

"Oh, they're still there, I assure you," the woman grins, her smile bright. She has magic, yes. Demonic, no. The only overt magic about her is the warding set into her skin and the sun-shaped amber and silver ring on a cord around her neck.

There is a tray of fresh baked goods in front of her - cinnamon rolls the size of human skulls, gooey with homemade icing, are very much in evidence, as well as long, low wedges of moist, dark chocolate cake as dark and rich as sin, chocolate-vanilla swirls, muffins of many kinds, and what look like swirled strawberry meringue cookies.

"Milliways tends to show up unexpectedly in unorthodox places," she explains, chuckling as she continues arranging the baked goods into an enticing display for sale. "It likes showing up in my bakery without even asking permission. But it's not an unwelcome diversion. My name is Rae, by the way, but most of my friends call me Sunshine."

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus' cat eyes gleam at the site of the decedent goodies. Looking back up at the baker he gives a comfortable smile, "Pleasure to meet you Sunshine. I am Magnus Bane" he is very proud of his name.

After that burst of energy however Magnus sinks down into a barstool. It's been a rough night.

[sunbaked_baker]

"Good to meet you, Magnus Bane," she replies with a smile. A few moments after he slumps onto a bar stool, a small plate dwarfed by the freshly-baked cinnamon roll it holds is placed on the bar in front of him, in case he'd like a pick-me-up.

"Though, if you don't mind me saying so, you look worn out. Long day?"

[curlytop]

George is coming downstairs from his newly acquired room. (There are no rats in the shower, and he couldn't find any signs of sentient slime, and not once did he wake up with a bedspring sticking into his back. It was glorious.)

He sees the entrance, and he thinks there is no mistaking that glittering head.

He stutters to a stop. "Magnus Bane?"

I mean...he'd heard Alec was here, but if Magnus is as well?




He is so going to tell Cecil about this.

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus can't help but recognize his own name, turns toward the sound of it. He doesn't recognize the source but being him, that isn't uncommon.

"At your service" he gives an exaggerated bow when he approaches the boy. Taking a closer look at him, his cat eye gleams in the light. No marks, not Nephlim, not vampire, perhaps werewolf (but thinks this is unlikely).

[curlytop]

"You're...you're not dead as well, are you?" George asks, just to have an idea of where things stand at teh moment.

[highwarlock_bane]

"Dead? No not dead. Just found a bar in my wardrobe" and he acts as if this is a natural thing.

"Are you dead? Is this some sort of afterlife dimension?" he has read about such things. He starts to pace talking to himself replaying his magical activities for the day trying to figure out if he could have accidentally opened a dimensional door ... "No, opening door between dimensions is too difficult to be done accidentally."

[curlytop]

"Not really sure how it works yet, actually," George says. "I'm...oh, hm..."

He cuts himself off, remembering what Cecil had said about timelines.

"Er...what year is it? For you, I mean."

[electro_kinetic]

It's frankly sad that the thing that catches Noriko's attention about the newest arrival to Milliways isn't the glitter, or the conversation with what looks like an ordinary cat, but the fact that he's like the third Asian person she's seen in the bar. That said, the short Asian woman (backless shirt, tight jeans, truly impressive heels) is eyeing him and the glitter as he comes somewhat closer.

"Did you fall into a kindergarten craft session, or what?" she asks. Because that is a lot of sparkle for one person--and she's the one with the bright blue hair here.

[highwarlock_bane]

He only somewhat takes offense at the question, perhaps in part because of how tired he is.

Taking the bait he walks the door which shuts behind him and he walks over, "I am who I am" his voice a verbal flourish.

Magnus likes her hair, "What is this place? And how did it get into my wardrobe" his tone jovial and his demeanor is unconcerned and unafraid of this strange place.

[electro_kinetic]

"...Good to know, Popeye," she says blankly. Sure, she might have been a little sarcastic with that opener, but she's never met someone who takes glitter so seriously as to identify it as part of his being.

That's new.

"It's called Milliways. And it shows up in a lot of places--it exists outside your usual time-and-space location. It's just that the doorway was in your closet." Wardrobe, whatever.

[highwarlock_bane]

Magnus literally waves off the sarcasm.

He isn't going to nit pick terminology. "And why would it decide to appear in my loft?"

[electro_kinetic]

"How far are we gonna go with the personification thing?" she asks.

"It's more likely you just happened to come upon the door when you and it were on some sort of...more compatible frequency than normal." She does not do magic. She really does not. (This could get interesting.)