AU week -- multipup edition

[ostro_goth]

In the bar today, you find:

• 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.

They are all basically friendly and approachable people, even though you might want to be wary with the vampire.



[[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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[cook_the_rude]

"But somebody does need to find out how it all works," Dr. Lecter points out. "Your Dr. Yeagre sounds very sensible."

[sunbaked_baker]

"I don't think anybody's ever used that word to describe her," she remarks, but the tone is fond. "She's a hunter in her own right, you know. Damned formidable in a fight. But she can't be everywhere. Right now she's doing... some sort of research into a species of frog she says is an... an indicator species? They've been mutating lately, too, and she thinks it's tied into the larger situation somehow."

[cook_the_rude]

"Demon frogs??"

[sunbaked_baker]

"To be honest, at this rate I wouldn't even be surprised, Dr. Lecter," she replies, wryly. "Good news is a rare beast, these days."

[cook_the_rude]

"Rarer even than those demon frogs?"