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[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

A man steps into the bar, dressed in an elegant tuxedo with his hair slicked back. He peers around carefully, obviously unsure of where he might be.

He also looks ridiculously familiar, even if the eyes are a little colder and he obviously has no idea what he's doing there.

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[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

His existance, for a fraction of a fraction of a fraction of a second...flickers.

"That is certainly good, Lord Tirragen. I'm pleased to find as such."

He sighs.

"I hate to ask, as you've been one of the only truly polite and helpful people in this fool place, but...might you know the way out? I find myself distrustful of doors."

[theprettiestone.livejournal.com]

"Certainly. The door you entered by should be the one you leave by; I can't think of any reason you'd be Bound here, so you should be able to leave whenever you choose."

A brief smile. "I'd show you, but I'm afraid all you'd see if I opened the door is darkness."

Not quite true. Alex sees something very different when he opens the door. But he doesn't feel like explaining that.

[eternal-boy.livejournal.com]

He nods and peers at the door.

"Certainly. Thank you, Lord Tirragen. I am certainly pleased to have met you and...should I find myself in this place again, will make sure to take advantage of your company."

He smiles and bows and walks towards the door, then out.