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*Brian's in the bar, and he's chewing something. He's wearing the slightly furtive expression of all toddlers chewing something they shouldn't be; angelic with a side order of mischievous and a smidgeon of guilt and fear of being caught.

It would appear he found his flatmate's stash of chocolate.

Yes, he has spare*

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Megan is drawn by the siren call of chocolate and abandons Liam as soon as they enter the bar to come and stare at Brian appealingly.

Liam keeps an eye on her, but lets her go, since Brian looks nice enough.

Hey.

*Brian grins at her*

You, dude, are a small thing I haven't met before.

Megan grins back.

"Hi! I Megan."

Hi! I Brian. How's it going? Is your world as sunshiney bright as your hair? 'cos that would rock pretty extensively.

She nods happily, despite having understood about half of that.

"'Stralia."

You're... from Australia? Australia is sunshiney bright?

*he shrugs*

You want some chocolate?

Eager nodding. Megan always wants chocolate.

*he snickers*

Yeah, I thought as much. There ya go, duchess.

*he hands over a generous slab of German chocolate*

She takes it with some awe, and has to hold it in both hands.

"T'anks!"

So who do you belong to?

*he looks around curiously*

She turns, chocolate already in - and on - her mouth, and points at Liam. He grins at Brian and makes his way over.

"Hey."

Hey hi. I assume the duchess is yours?

"That she is. Made a new friend, Meggie?" She nods cheerfully, and Liam smiles before turning back to Brian and holding out a hand. "Liam Pace."

Um, hi. Brian.

*he shakes Liam's hand*

So whaddaya do? How'd you end up here?

*he looks wary*

Um, you're not gonna, like, try and eat me, right?

Liam blinks.

"Um. No? Human, former musician, current schoolteacher, ended up here through a door in downtown Sydney and I come back frequently, to see my brother. You?"

Human. Student. Slacker with a Past.

*he grins*

And I reckon that excuses me from doing anything for pretty much forever.

Liam grins back.

"Oh, probably. With a Past, huh?"

*he waves a hand, mouth full of chocolate, and mutters something about an Apocalypse*

Liam blinks at him.

"Didn't quite catch that..."

*he swallows and offers Liam chocolate*

Um, helped avert the Apocalypse. Or watched, or something. Ads did more of the actual averting.

Liam accepts the chocolate, which Megan is soon eyeing speculatively.

"Still impressive. I've never done anything nearly as interesting."

*he shrugs philosophically*

Everyone's cool. To an extent. Just like everyone's a total geek, to an extent. I bet you have good stories.

"Um... good by a certain definition, I'm sure. Misspent youth type stories", Liam answers with a wry grin. "I was a rock star. For about three weeks, nearly ten years ago."

Hey, I'm doing the misspent youth thing now, only not 'rock star' type misspending. Too much like hard work.

Liam laughs, but his heart's not quite in it.

"Well, trust me, Brian, the level of my misspending? Is not one you want to go to."

*he salutes*

Noted. I'll listen to stories instead. Better plan.

"Much healthier, too", Liam agrees with an apparently easy smile - then looks round to notice that Megan's wandering off. "Uh oh, looks like someone's got bored. Nice to meet you, Brian - I'm sure I'll see you round!"

And he's off chasing his errant daughter.

There's a gunslinger leaning against the bar, eying the chocolate covetously.

Alain can be impressed with the amount of paper in the bar if he wants. As far as Bert's concerned, there are more important things.

*Brian grins ~~and hopes the mun's still about~~*

You want?

Cuthbert grins back ~~and in turn hopes that Brian's mun is still about now.~~

"If you've got enough that you don't mind sharing, sure."

*he breaks off a monster slab and hands it over*

Found Melissa's stash. And she's so not eating it.

"She has this much chocolate and she's not eating it? Horrible, horrible shame, that."

Cuthbert takes the slab and looks wonderingly at it for a moment before breaking off a smaller piece and popping it in his mouth. Then, holding the chocolate in one hand, he holds out the other and mumbles around the chocolate in his mouth.

"Cuthbert Allgood. Pleased to meet you."

All good, all good.

*he buries his face in his hands*

I'm sorry! It was a compulsion! It came over me sudden, like!

*he grins through his fingers*

Um, and also, Brian. Hi!

Cuthbert's not familiar with the phrase "it's all good", so it takes him a moment to get it. When he does, though, he laughs.

"So, Brian...whereabouts are you from?"

If there's chocolate in plentiful supply there, it can't be bad.

Cardiff Earth Milky Way Universe 2005 of our Earth Years. How about yourself?

"Well, here, nowadays. But formerly Gilead, New Canaan, In-World, All-World. Nice place to live, but chocolate was tragically scarce."

That's a new one on me, man.

*he hands Cuthbert a big bar of chocolate*

You need to make up for lost time, man.

"Yes. Yes, I do. Thank you."

Cuthbert beams as he takes the chocolate bar. Brian just might have earned himself a friend for life just now.

Not a problem. Share the love, and shit.

So what did you do in Gilead?

Cuthbert nibbles on chocolate for a moment before answering.

"Same thing I do here, really. 'M a gunslinger, which basically means I shoot things in order to protect people. Not so much with the shooting here, though."

Wow. That sounds pretty... wow. Responsibility, and stuff.

*he looks awed*

Bert grins a bit self-consciously. "Well, I suppose it does carry a lot of responsibility. I do my best."

*Brian grins*

Also you have a good hat.

"Why, thank you. I have a friend who doesn't seem to think so. He says I should get a new just because this one happened to get a bit crushed."

Nuh uh, man. That hat's got history. You can't abandon a hat just 'cos of accidents.

Cuthbert makes a there-you-have-it gesture. "Exactly."

*he grins*

I like Hats. They're pretty cool. Keep your head warm and are handily blameable as faulty moral compass.

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