Teja son of Tagila (
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milliways_bar2018-08-26 01:48 pm
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AU week -- multipup edition
In the bar today, you find:
[[OOC: Teja and Count are alive and don't live in Milliways; Hannibal is from this amazing fanfic. Please say in your tag whom you want, or you might get whoever is just logged in.]]
- a wind turbine engineer who had recently moonlighted as sea rescue volunteer, now carefully arranging a breakfast for two on a tray;
- a metal musician who walks in from the the door, followed by a grey cat, to sit down by the fireplace, order a craft beer, and start trying out cords on his guitar:
- a vampire in a long black coat, shielding himself from the sunlight by standing calmly in a dark corner;
- a biker in full leathers and cut-off vest, leaning against the bar with a beer and listening to the music;
- a dark-haired woman in ca. 1910 clothes, folding suffragette pamphlets at a table right next to the window, the sun warm on her hands;
- an FBI consultant who steps in from a hot and humid place that stinks of stagnant waters, and sighs with relief upon seeing Milliways.
[[OOC: Teja and Count are alive and don't live in Milliways; Hannibal is from this amazing fanfic. Please say in your tag whom you want, or you might get whoever is just logged in.]]
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"Nobody knows why. She just started at our school. She hasn't talked for two years."
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"I guess she doesn't have to if she doesn't want to."
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