http://door-2-door.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] door-2-door.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-12-01 11:24 am

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[OOM: Just before]

The door opened as if a person well acquainted with the bar, someone who was expecting Milliways, was about to walk through. Not slowly, or with slamming, and for once no gunshots or explosions heard in the distance.
But the man was not a regular. His advantage was that he had been expecting a bar, and so kept the surprise from his face, in favor of cool indifference.

He could still feel the pistol under his coat, as always, reassuring when entering an unfamiliar place. He walked to a booth without hesitation. "Turn the right corner in Sin City, and you can find anything." He muttered to himself as he took a seat.
Who'd believe someplace this nice existed anywhere in Basin City?

He proceeded to take in the patrons and the layout with scrutiny, committing as much to memory as he could.
Anything, he would think to himself occasionally, to explain some strange sight.

Perhaps he'd leave off the drinking tonight.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
"You didn't?" Aeryn inclined her head, questioning.

"The Bar won't let you leave. I don't understand it, I've never been bound myself."

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
"It's a Bar. At the end of the Universe."

She gave information freely, now that he was playing nice.

"The Bar itself," Aeryn gestured, "is sentient and can understand most speech. It also seems to be fitted with translator technology, which explains how you can understand me."

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm speaking Sebacean. I was born on a Command Carrier, I've drifted ever since. Haven't spent much time Planetside."

Aeryn sipped her drink again. It was a large sip, drained about a quarter of the bottle.

"You're an Earther?"

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Sorry?" Aeryn's eyes narrowed to slits.

"Ask anyone else, it's not my problem."

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
"I grew up in Spaaaaaace." She said it very carefully. Slowly. He might be mentally deficient.

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Space." She seriously considered slapping him around the face. A concussion always made people understand better.

"I am from Space. I am a Sebacean and I am about to waive the no-violence rule and smash this bottle over your head."

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm staying in Milliways, it's my home."

Her fingers clenched tightly around the bottle, one hand dangled near her holster. Empty gun.

"So I'd advise not frelling around with me."

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
"You really are stupid." She gripped her gun, it pulled free easily.

"I'm not defenceless. I've been a soldier since I could walk and I assure you, you'd be nothing more than a bug to be squashed." She pushed her pistol back into it's holster.

"But it's against the rules."

[identity profile] just-a-soldier.livejournal.com 2005-12-02 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"That attitude will get you killed."

Aeryn smiled, turned her back and walked away.

"Hopefully."