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The door swings open, and someone who looks, currently, like an elderly Native American man stumps in and looks around.

He has a stick - he doesn't actually need it to walk, but he finds it useful anyway.

After an inspection of the room, he seems to approve. Then he looks round for the other Tricksters he knows full well are there.

Gray Jay has arrived.

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[exspdblue.livejournal.com]

Sky pauses and looks to the old man, before he continues to the bar.

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"It's rude to ignore your elders", Gray Jay comments casually.

[exspdblue.livejournal.com]

Sky cocks his head to the side and then coolly states. "I did not realize I had been ignoring you. I didn't hear you speaking until just now."

[not-ho-chunk.livejournal.com]

"But you saw me, and passed with no greeting."

[exspdblue.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry if I offended then, sir. I guess the shock of ending up somewhere where I didn't expect to be threw me off."

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He humphs. "New then, boy?"

[exspdblue.livejournal.com]

Sky nods, "I am."

[not-ho-chunk.livejournal.com]

"Need to learn to adapt."

Hypocrite.

[exspdblue.livejournal.com]

"I try but not everyone is perfect..."

[not-ho-chunk.livejournal.com]

"Never said you had to be."