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[major-graff.livejournal.com]

A certin man from Earth is walking around. He's confused, as no one has told him anything, and he has been attacked twice since coming here.

By now he's convinced that 'here' is real. Where is here though?

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[major-graff.livejournal.com]

Graff shakes his head. "Not since I came in." He waves in the general direction of the doorway.

[futures_of_ash]

Her eyes follow the motion to see her on door patiently waiting. She's not leaving, not yet.

Instead she just looks a little sad and reaches outto stoke his cheek gently "Can you remember exactly what happened before ending up here?"

[major-graff.livejournal.com]

"I was walking into my office to pack, Something had just happened."

Graff doesn't like talking about that incident much.

[futures_of_ash]

Her fingers fall to gently cup under his chin, lifting his face so she can meet his eyes "What incident?"

She's just trying to determine if he's stuck here forever, dead elsewhere, or simply bound for a time...

[major-graff.livejournal.com]

"One of my students died." by my orders of course... the thought finishes out in his mind.

He takes a step backwards away from the woman.

[futures_of_ash]

She takes a deep breath, letting her fingers come back to resting with her other hand on her mug. Flame licking once more up her tattoo and dancing slightly in her hair, asign of being upset perhaps, or just sympathetically pained.

"You're probably bound for a time, need a break perhaps, a chance to heal. Bar will let you go when it's time to" she doesn't meet his eyes now though.

[major-graff.livejournal.com]

Graff is not use to people bursting into flame before his eyes, but she was about as usual as the Vampire-chick from yesterday.

"That's good news then..."

[futures_of_ash]

"For some people" she admitted. "Sometimes the promise of being able to leave eventually isn't all it's cracked up to be." somewhere in that comment is the sure knowledge that she'd swap him her freedom for this sanctuary in a heartbeat.

She's fairly certain she's probably unnerved him, something she usaully manages to do...so she just sighs and sips her broth "Any other questions...or would you prefer I go?" she offered.

[major-graff.livejournal.com]

Graff thinks hard about her words before answering.

"I belive it would be better for me to go back and not come here again."

He pauses...

"Is there a place I could sleep here?"

[futures_of_ash]

"Better for whom?" she asked wryly, then nodded to the Bar.

"Bar there can take care of all your needs. She tends to mother people sometimes, but just ask for a roomkey"

[major-graff.livejournal.com]

"People from other timelines connected to mine." Graff seems to be handling the transition rather well.

"How do I um, Ask a -bar- anything?"

[futures_of_ash]

"I've had that opinion at times too...but you get over it" she chuckled.

"As for Bar, well, she's enchanted, or something like it. Has a personality, manifestation abilities...you just...ask" she shrugged.

[major-graff.livejournal.com]

"Just ask..." Graff nods slowly. He'll do it sometime...

"Thank you. You've been a lot of help." Graff manages to smile.

[futures_of_ash]

She shrugged again, emptying her mug "I try. Hope you manage to actually enjoy your time here" she sighed.

Then she waved generally and threaded her way gracefully back to Bar to dispose of her mug.

[major-graff.livejournal.com]

Graff waves at the woman and slowly approches the bar.