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milliways_bar2005-06-20 12:54 pm
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Something's in the air...
Naraht comes in from the garden (his stair-climbing vehicle still in the planning stage, the upper floors are still inaccessable to him) and orders some granite for lunch. He wonders at the fact that it takes Bar about five minutes to produce it, but figures that perhaps she has off-days as much as any other sentient being.
But, all the same, the mood affects him. He retires to a table with a good view of the cosmological holocast outside and nibbles at the stone instead of devouring it with his usual healthy appetite.
Don't ask me how he's manageing to eat it into the shape of a tesseract, but feel free to come bug him.
But, all the same, the mood affects him. He retires to a table with a good view of the cosmological holocast outside and nibbles at the stone instead of devouring it with his usual healthy appetite.
Don't ask me how he's manageing to eat it into the shape of a tesseract, but feel free to come bug him.
no subject
Naraht catches sight of someone familiar sitting down at a table a short ways away. "Ah, Dr. Venkman has arrived. Shall we see if he knows anything we don't?"