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[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

Pre-Milliways

The man entering Milliways might be familiar to some of you.

Possibly.

Anyone know Nick Knight?

Yeah. Except bloody, with a knife in his teeth.

Whoops?

Simon Grady is not Nick, but only he knows that, right now.

Aheheheh.

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[lucius-lacroix.livejournal.com]

LaCroix sees "Nick" come into the bar.

It is not an incarnation of Nick he is familiar with. He decides to approach with caution.

"Nicolas?"

[ooc:and let the games begin...]

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

He spins around and stares at LaCroix, slightly wide-eyed.

"What the fuck?"

[lucius-lacroix.livejournal.com]

LaCroix returns the stare. Nicolas does not curse. And this mortal is most definately not his Nicolas.

"I am sorry... I seem to have confused you with someone else."

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

Simon stares. And laughs.

"Hah. Ha, that's funny. That's really fucking funny. I'll have to remember that one."

[lucius-lacroix.livejournal.com]

LaCroix raises an eyebrow.

"I... did not mean to make a joke."

LaCroix doesn't like this little mortal. No, not at all.

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

Simon sheathes the knife.

"What's your connection? Hmm? What've you got to do with this?"

[lucius-lacroix.livejournal.com]

LaCroix gestures towards the bar.

"With this? Nothing. I am merely a patron. And you? How have you found yourself here?"

But my wouldn't Nicolas be handsome with such blood on his hands.

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

He gestures back at the door.

"Through the portals, how else... what is this place?"

Because it's not the Cube, at least not any room in the Cube that he's seen...

[lucius-lacroix.livejournal.com]

"Merely a bar. At the end of the universe." LaCroix gestures to the exploding stars viewwindow.

Maybe not a hard concept for someone who survives by killing alternate universe versions of his friends... but LaCroix can't know that.

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

Anthy looks curiously at the knife, and the blood, and raises her eyebrows a bit. And goes back to sipping her tea.

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

Simon looks back at her, and sheathes the knife.

"What? You got a problem, little girl?"

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

"No," she says meekly. Do not anger the man with the knife. (Well, sometimes anger the man with the knife.) "Hello, Nick."

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

Oh, fucking brilliant, another loony. This your daughter-in-law, Mrs. Paley?

"I'm not Nick. Whoever the fuck Nick is."

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

She blinks. "Oh. Pardon me. Did you eat any curry . . . ?"

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

"Any -- what the hell are you on about, little girl?"

[anthy-rosebride.livejournal.com]

"Never mind," says Anthy cheerfully, and takes another sip of tea.

She should leave well enough alone, but -- "Is that your body?"

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

"No, it belongs to the Man in the Moon."

[theprettiestone.livejournal.com]

Alex sees him as he crosses the room and pauses.

Looks back the way he came. Nope, Nick's still there.

Looks back at the newcomer. Still there, looking far too much like Nick.

The hell?

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

Simon raises his eyebrows.

"You got a problem?"

[theprettiestone.livejournal.com]

Definitely not Nick. Or possibly a past Nick, something like that. Maybe.

"Uh... no, sorry. You reminded me of someone, that's all."

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

"You know, people keep saying that to me, you must be the third in half an hour. Let me guess, someone called Nick?"

[theprettiestone.livejournal.com]

Alex blinks. "Yes, actually. I take it you're not called Nick, then?"

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

"No. Simon, actually."

[theprettiestone.livejournal.com]

"Alex."

[sixosixfivenine.livejournal.com]

Alex... Alex. Alex Trusk?!

And the knife is out again.

"Alex, huh?"