Entrance Post

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Kyle Valenti wiped his hands on the rag, and shoved it in his pocket. He'd manage to patch the van together once again - it would run for another day. He wasn't even exactly sure where they were. Perhaps he should go ask. Heading toward the hotel room where the group of them were staying, he opened the door...

And found himself somewhere completely different. Kyle looked around at the bar, at the various patrons, and wondered if this was another one of those alien things. Then he wondered if he could get served.

Kyle Valenti has come to Milliways.

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Kyle takes this in, nodding. "That makes sense. Home, eh?"

He looks over at Maria, "For you too? Alex can be on Earth, can he? He's not in any danger like...the atmosphere isn't toxic?"

He can't say the name. The thought of her still manages to make his blood boil.

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"I stay here, mostly", Maria tells him quietly. "But Alex was born there. It's fine."

Michael nods.

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"Good, because I just might become attached to the little guy. So you stay here? You know - it might be good to have an uncle around - you know when Michael is doing his thing on Antar. Uncles are good to have around."

He looks at Maria, then at Michael, and thinks staying here might not be so bad. Cute girls, not having to ride in the ugly ass van...

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"Yeah, we've got a suite in the staff quarters", Michael says casually. "'Cause I still work part-time in the kitchens."

Maria smiles at him. "We've got a spare room."

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Kyle smiles back at her, "Good. Because I think I'd like to stay for a while at a place that managed to make this one," he points to Michael with a grin, "not only a family man, but a happy one as well."

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Michael eyes him for a moment, then cracks a grin, pulling Maria into a sideways hug.

"Less the place, more the person. But you're welcome to the spare room."

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"Thanks man, and for what it's worth - I wish I could have helped you with the thing on Antar."

He smiles at his friends. And then wonders to himself if anyone would have a statue of Buddha. He could meditate here - better than he ever could in those awful hotel rooms. This was definitely the place to be.