Breakfast at Milliways

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard's behind the bar, serving breakfast, not wearing a tutu.

Have at.

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[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

Liam gives him a wry grin.

"He had company."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

*smirks*

"Really? Anyone we know?"

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

"No idea. They hadn't appeared yet when I came down this morning."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"S'pose we'll find out if he wants us to."

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

"Yeah - it's not a big deal, really. If it made him feel better, good for him."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

*nods*

"Exactly. He's had a terrible couple of months and he deserves a bit of fun."

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

"Think the last couple of months have been rough on all of us, really", Liam says quietly. "But Charlie especially, you're right."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

*quietly*

"Do you think that Bartleby will ever come back?"

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

Liam shrugs helplessly.

"I don't know. I honestly don't. I'd like to think so, for Charlie's sake... but it's been two months now, and no word."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

*nods*

"That's what I was afraid of."

He scowls and whispers quietly.

"I love Charlie dearly, really I do, but I never wanted to open Purgatory to exchange one man for another."

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

Liam looks at him directly.

"You're forgetting - Bartleby's not a man. There may be more behind him not coming back than we know."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

*nods*

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

"Maybe they just recalled him, and he never got a chance to let us know..."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"I hope that's all it is."

[youalleverybody.livejournal.com]

"Me too. And that he comes back soon. Charlie needs him more than ever now."

[i_vanquish_evil]

Van Helsing and Beowulf wander in and to the bar.

"Morning, Richard. How are you?"

[go-between.livejournal.com]

*nods*

"He really does."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

Richard smiles at them and reaches over the bar to pet Beowulf.

"Good morning, Mr. Van Helsing. How are you?"

[i_vanquish_evil]

"I asked you first, but I'm fine. Thank you."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"Sorry, I'm fine. Been meaning to catch up with you all week.....I'm sorry I ran out on you last time."

[i_vanquish_evil]

"Don't worry about it. Though, I almost would've felt better if you'd've hit me. So, what's up?"

Beowulf props his front paws on a barstool, looking over the bar at Richard.

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"Why would I hit you?"

He passes a bowl of steak cubes over to Beowulf.

"So...I've been trying to learn more about this whole werewolf thing. A bloke called Remus said that there was no cure, but that he could get me a potion that would let me keep my mind during the change."

[i_vanquish_evil]

He shrugs off the bit about hitting. It's not important.

Beowulf looks up at him, then at the bowl, then at him... he nods and the dog grabs a couple cubes, happily wagging his tail while he eats.

"Did you talk to Faith? Different types of werewolves." Thank you, Carl. "In some worlds, there isn't a cure. Faith, I think, told me about a friend of hers that is one. I've never met Remus, but I'd wager his variety is different too. Werewolves in my world, ordinarily wouldn't be able to be cured, but Carl recreated the anti-venom and, if administered as directed, should work."

[go-between.livejournal.com]

"I did talk to Faith, and she gave me the antidote."

He pulls the hideously large syringe out.

"How is it to be administered?"

[i_vanquish_evil]

He manages not to make any faces at Richard.

"It's an injection."

Simple. Seemingly...