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Cole tugs at the sleeves under his jacket, straightening them. Then takes the few steps down the stairs and into the bar. He pulls a barstool and sits at the bar. His usual appears before he speaks.

"You read my mind." He smiles and rubs the bar.

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*Penny wanders over and slides and arm around Cole's shoulders. She's in a good mood.*

Hey!

*she smiles*

As luck would have it, Cole's in a good mood as well.

"Hey. How're you?"

Really good.

I haven't seen you in a while, how are you?

Cole shrugs. "I've been going around, seeing things. Now that I'm unbound, I thought I might take some time and travel."

"I'm well. Been missing the place though, so I thought I'd come back."

Good for you. See any place good yet?

*she grins*

Well, it's good to see you.

"Well, when you have the option of going anywhere and anywhen, it's hard not to find at least something good. Spent some time in the old west. Have to say there's few things as nice as having a horse under you and the sky above." Well, being the head of a large organization, even if it was evil, came close. Might have to look into starting a business back home...

"Good to see you too. Y'know, that smile is rivaling the lights around the bar. Something really good happen?"

The old west, really? That would be nice.

*grins again*
Well, mostly I've just decided to be in a good mood. Also there was Dionysus and nymphs. Things had been pretty bad lately, heven't been able to sleep and I finally just decided that there is more to life...

"Dionysus? God of wine, right? Makes sense he'd be here. Seems like his kind of place."

He puts a hand on her shoulder. "Good. I'm glad to hear it. Lemme tell you, the alternative's not so great." He smiles.

Right. He and I are friends and as far as he's concerned, family. He bartends here occassionally. He's probably the first god I met here.

"You mentioned before that you're friends with a bunch of them. I imagine he's the most carefree of the lot?"

When you consider that I am engaged to a god, They tend to seek me out. A few have been known to cause problems in the bar. Dionysus is a sweetheart. He's not around a lot lately because of his carefreeness. You know, all of them have a certain streak of unkempt freedom in them anyway.
I think it comes with being a god.

[ooc: sorry for being gone, I had RL stuff and couldn't get back on the computer till just now]

*A small slender girl with long dark hair walks through the door and over to the Bar*

Spice melange.

*She turns to the man next to her. Her eyes are disconcertingly blue*

Hello

"Hi."

He looks her over. "I don't think I've seen you in here before. New?"

No. I have been here before. Several times. A long while ago.

*She takes the vial of spice and ingests it quickly. Her eyes glow bluer*

I am Alia.

The whole glowing thing makes Cole not want to underestimate this woman. He extends a hand. "Cole. Turner. I've only been here a few months. Come back for a reason, or yet another of the Bar's victims?"

I come because I want to. Why do you come, Cole Turner?

He laughs. "Well, for a while, I really didn't have a choice. One of those unlucky ones to be Bound. Got attatched here, which is why I keep coming back."

And you like it?

Yes, you do. It is the right path for you.

That one catches him offguard.

"I.. uh.. I've found it to be so, yes. Though I have the feeling you mean in the future. Why do I get that feeling?"

*She looks up at him. Except for the strange eyes, it is the face of a particularly lovely fifteen year old*

Do not you know your own mind? You like it here. It will prove fruitful to you.

"No, I like it here. No contention there."

He takes a sip of his drink. "How about you. You like it here?"

It is good. Different, but good. It is off my path.

Muad'dib would say that we must walk the path we are given, but, my brother does not see all the alternatives.

Cole chuckles. "Well, I've always been a fan of thinking that I'm making my own path."

You see, but you do not see. Your path is your path. You do not see what lies ahead, you walk until you get there.

"And do you see? What lies ahead?"

It comes and goes. I know the things that I know because of who I am...

*She trails off, gazing over his shoulder*

"And who would that be, Alia?"

Myself. I am Alia. The Witch Queen. The Saint. Pre-born and never a child, knowing all and knowing nothing.

Cole stares for a second. "Witch and Saint? Interesting combination."

I am as the people would have me. I was born Atreides and Bene Gesserit.

He takes another drink. "And what would that entail?"

My father was Duke Leto Atreides. The Emperor gave him Arrakis. My mother was Jessica, trained by the Bene Gesserit to produce the heir the Bene Gesserit wanted from him.

Instead she had my brother, Paul, and then me. Paul would be the next Atreides Duke.

And I was born a Bene Gesserit Reverend Mother.

"So... these are family names?"

House Atreides is one of the oldest families in the galaxy.

The Bene Gesserit are a religious order.

"So then, you would be the head of this religious order now?"

There are many Bene Gesserit Reverend Mothers. The head of the order is Mother Mohim.

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