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milliways_bar2005-07-13 09:07 pm
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Entrance Post
Danielle Rousseau was gathering plantains in the jungle, a half-mile from her hidden, underground hideout when she heard the whispers. Immediately aiming her rifle, she stopped and turned slowly, almost certain that the voices were coming from behind her. That is, if there were really any whispers at all.
When she turned to raise the rifle in her defense, however, she found herself staring at a door. Having been alone on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere with its fair share of oddness for the past sixteen years, this shouldn't surprise her but it does. After a moment of staring, Danielle makes a decision.
Doors must be opened.
She enters into Milliways bar with her finger on the trigger.
When she turned to raise the rifle in her defense, however, she found herself staring at a door. Having been alone on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere with its fair share of oddness for the past sixteen years, this shouldn't surprise her but it does. After a moment of staring, Danielle makes a decision.
Doors must be opened.
She enters into Milliways bar with her finger on the trigger.
no subject
So she does the only thing that makes sense. It's time to change the subject.
"Sorry, do I know you?"