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[shadowsusannah.livejournal.com]

Susannah comes into the bar from the Staff Wing. Still in a flying chair, still with a black canvas bag full of plates hanging off one arm. She's carrying a book.

She gets an iced tea from the Bar and takes a table near the corner. She's reading, in theory, but she's not really in the mood, and looks up and around the bar every few minutes.

Milliways is an interesting sort of place for people-watching.

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[shadowsusannah.livejournal.com]

"What is it you do?" she asks.

[archimedes19.livejournal.com]

"I am a Mathmematician." it is stated with a hint of enthusiasm, even at his current age.

He doesn't think to ask what she does, she is a woman and where he is from women don't have jobs save care for the family.

[shadowsusannah.livejournal.com]

"I deal in--" Not lead, any more. "...crockery." She touches the canvas bag at her side, which contains six plates. Each has a delicate blue webbing over the surface.

Each has a razor edge. "Of a specialized sort."

[archimedes19.livejournal.com]

"Do you like your work?" Crockery isn't really something that he finds interesting nor does he care about.

[shadowsusannah.livejournal.com]

"It has its ups and downs." She's amused.

[archimedes19.livejournal.com]

"I love my work." he states simply and motter of factly.