http://forsaken-bard.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] forsaken-bard.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-08-16 04:18 pm

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This is not the last open entrance you are looking for. There will be another.

Asmodean is down in the bar reading poetry. Poe, why do you ask?

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right on, man, right on."

It takes some effort, but Zaphod levers himself up into a semblance of an upright position and grins at Asmodean cheerfully.

"Good book?"

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"Nice, nice." Zaphod nods, and gives his own magazine a look of purest contempt before folding it up and putting it aside.

"So. Whatcha been up to, frood? Just reading?"

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, hey, cool, man. Whatever floats your boat, right? Whatever gets you goin'."

He grins.

"So, recovered from our little vacation?"

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Truer words never spoken man." Zaphod nods, as if he knows what he's talking about.

"Hey, can I get you a drink? On me." His grin widens. "Gotta treat my girl's husband right, y'know."

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Zaphod waves him off. "No problem." He orders something that is smoking gently for himself and takes a long sip, before breaking into a spasm of coughing.

Eyes watering, he looks back over at Asmodean. "So, doin' okay? It's hard to tell. Is the pale brooding bit the usual thing, or does it mean something else?"

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oookay."

He eyes Asmodean dubiously.

"I've only got one thing to say, man. Sunlight." He holds up his hands, and winks at Asmodean. "That's all."

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Zaphod applauds, looking vaguely impressed. "Hey, nice trick. Better on the skin, huh? Gotta say, that whole tanning thing is killing me."

He shakes his head.

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Doesn't have the same feel, though," Zaphod argues cheerfully. "I'd kinda miss lying on those jeweled beaches, y'know?"

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-16 11:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Zaphod looks up uneasily.

There's something about that tone...

"Yeah?" He laughs. "Well, there's some nice ones that I know. We should head off to 'em one of these days."

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-17 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
Zaphod claps him on the back, delighted.

"Right on! we'll get you a suit, some waves, some drinks, and some girls. Or I'll get some. Whatever works."

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-17 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
Zaphod raises an eyebrow. He's used to being frozen out.

"So, what d'you like about oceans, then?" he asks, for lack of a better conversation starter.

[identity profile] galactic-prez.livejournal.com 2005-08-17 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Zaphod nods, in a way that looks as though he is attempting to feel sympathetic.

"Tough break. Like my cousin, Ford. His planet's pretty much gone."