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The Last Day of his Tutu-hood.

Thank god. Q looks at his mun and shakes his head sadly. Stupid bet.^*









(ooc:^*Q-text)

(Summary: He mildly snarks with Ace, with Duo, and has discussions with even milder snark with Tom Riddle and with Val. Venkman is an eternal butt of his snark, however.)

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[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace would argue that he got exactly what he deserved.

"Looking forward to tutu emancipation tomorrow?"

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"You have no idea, Ace." He nods.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Even if it does look fashionable?" Poor tutu. It's unloved.

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"For 1870s French theaters, perhaps. But to one accustomed to 24th-century Starfleet uniforms, not a chance."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace wrinkles her nose.
"They look like pajamas" And people thought spandex was bad. At least superheros never tugged on their shirts every time they got up.

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val wanders over and smiles at him. "Good evening, sir. Is there anything I can get for you tonight?"

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He looks at her. "Thank you, no. If I need anything I can create it myself."

He smiles politely, however. "Very good of you to ask, however."

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

She curtseys, because, well, that's what you do to someone who just told you that they can create whatever they need. "Not a problem, sir." She smiles. "I'm Valentine Skywalker, head waitress, by the way."

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He smiles. "A pleasure to meet you, Ms. Skywalker. So far, I like the staff I've met."

[empath-wiggin.livejournal.com]

Val smiles. "That's good, sir. We try to make certain that our staff is nice to people. Well, other than Security when they need to be mean. However, none of them are really intimidating."

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Peter briefly notices who arrives, *Oh crap, not him again.* At least he wasn't around when he was talking to Ray. He tries to subtly shift downward in his seat, and hide his face from view with his hand.

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"Venkman! My good friend! How lovely to see you again."

[doc-venkman.livejournal.com]

Fuck. Damn omnipotence.

Venkman sat up again, plastering on the cheer. At least he seemed in a better mood tonight.

"Yeah, uh, you too. Um, how you making out with that monitoring the universe job? And do you guys get dental with it?"

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"Full coverage. No co-pay, no deductible." He smiles, and briefly his teeth look like a bad hockey player's teeth.

"On the other hand, the perks are worth it, too."

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Venkman just stares a bit, but figuring it was the guy's idea of a joke. *Guess the old saying is true. The Gods are crazy.*

He casually asks, "Really, what kind of perks? A nice vacation house on a secluded tropical island, a harem of beautiful women, something like that?"

[young_tmriddle]

*In one of his restless wanderings, Tom spies the fellow in the tutu.*

Lost a bet with Meg?

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"With Ace. She got brave and added a rider to the test I was giving her. I was amused, so I accepted it."

[young_tmriddle]

*Tom nods. The Cult of the Tutu would seem to be spreading.*

I'm Tom Riddle, Lord Ostium of the House of Arch. Are you a recent arrival here?

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"Q, of the Q Continuum. Good to meet you, Tom.

"Yes, I came here first about two weeks ago."

[young_tmriddle]

*Yet another world Tom's never heard of - he doesn't bat an eye.*

I've been here some several months, myself. Are you enjoying your time here?

[maxwellsdemon02]

Duo eyes the guy in the tutu. Well, he's seen stranger.

He's managed to figure out the bar will accept his credits, so he's eating dinner. He nods to Q cheerfully. Everyone here has been nice. So far.

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Between a tutu and this kid's hair, they've pretty got the feminism thing taken care of. He was glad the nut with the lipstick wasn't around.

He smiles back. "What are you eating?"

[maxwellsdemon02]

Yeah, Duo would be glad too, if he knew who she was.

"Oh, just some udon. On a Japanese kick, 'cause of my partner. This thing does some pretty good cooking. Think I could import one back home?"

He grins. "Duo Maxwell. Nice 'ta meetcha."

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"Not unless The Landlord was willing to duplicate her.

"Q, of the Q Continuum. Likewise, Duo." He nods.

[maxwellsdemon02]

Duo raises an eyebrow. "Landlord? I'm sorta new here, who's the landlord?" (Duo doesn't know it needs capitals yet.)

"Q, of the Q? Are you the founder of your Continuum, or is a tradition to name everyone Q?" Duo sticks another bite in his mouth. "Oh, rude of me. Have you eaten?"