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guppy_sandhu ([personal profile] guppy_sandhu) wrote in [community profile] milliways_bar2005-12-08 02:11 pm

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[ooc: *Is swamped under the mad influx of email notifications that have been lost in action for two weeks*]

Guppy comes into the bar carrying a large parcel, which he takes outside and places in an open space. He then gets his swiss army knife and very carefully bores two small holes in the cardboard. Through these he passes a piece of string, which he knots carefully. With the blade of the knife he cautiously makes a few cuts in the packing tape, then takes the long piece of string towards the trees. He throws it over a tall branch, takes the end, stands behind the tree and pulls hard.
When the lid of the box opens without it exploding, he counts to sixty seconds then cautiously approaches the package with a long stick.
He pokes the box.
When no poisonous snakes come out he decides it's safe to poke at the contents with the stick. It comes out stuck to an iced bun.
He peers over the edge of the lid and relaxes. He picks up the box and takes it back inside, sitting at the nearest booth and opening the letter contained.

Dear Gurpreet,
I wish you would let me talk to you. I'm sure those horrible people won't notice.
You look so terribly thin and unwell that I'm sure you're not eating properly. You're all skin and bone. I made you some yummy food to try and fatten you up a bit.
Please come and see me.
Nana.


Inside the box are various types of cakes and loaves, all long-lasting, some packets of herbal tea and some knitted blue mittens.

[ooc: Mun back 4pm EST]

[identity profile] prettyhelen.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Helen takes a deep breath when she comes down from the Staff Quarters. She's been doing lots of thinking lately.

She smiles at Guppy, watching him with the present. After a minute, she walks over, with two cups of tea.

"Good morning," She says softly.

(ooc--Slowtime is love...I'm in and out today)

[identity profile] prettyhelen.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 02:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Helen smiles a bit. "I'm alright." She sips her tea.

"How are you?"

[identity profile] prettyhelen.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 02:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Helen shrugs. "I'll try one." She smiles. "You seem better today."

[identity profile] prettyhelen.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 04:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Helen nods, and takes the iced bun. "I've been thinking a lot, since our conversation outside." Her voice is soft, gentle, and her eyes are warm.

[identity profile] prettyhelen.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Helen nods. "I have." She sips her tea again. "I still feel the same way, Guppy. I really miss you, and wouldn't mind taking on the current situation." Her eyes are soft, voice confident.

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[identity profile] general-lando.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 02:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Lando heads over. At this point, all he knows about Guppy is his name, occupation, and plight. But any friend of Amanda's is a friend of his.

"Good morning, Doctor."

[identity profile] general-lando.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Lando gives Guppy a calm grin. "Not badly. Enjoying the quiet of the place.

But please, I resigned my commission. So don't call me 'General'. And perhaps I'll just call you Guppy?" Lando is not one for titles, but got in the habit at Cloud City of calling any and all doctors - even the med-droids "Doctor".

[identity profile] general-lando.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 03:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Lando explains...

"I assume, being from Earth in Amanda's time, that you have never been on a spacecraft.

"Spacecraft are noisy. And not merely with people. Engines, air compressors, a variety of devices running constantly. We get accustomed to it, naturally, but when you leave the ship, you begin to notice just how overwhelming it can be."

[identity profile] general-lando.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
"In space, yes. But not in ships.

"We do have oxygen in our ships. Hard to breathe without it." Lando says this stragihtfaced.

[identity profile] amanda-darieux.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
As always Amanda is around the bar in the morning waiting for her morning training session with Mace. She sees Guppy with a box and walks over.

"Morning."

[identity profile] amanda-darieux.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 03:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"We all came back and the demonic army was stopped, so yes, overall I think it went okay."

Looking at the box, "What is that?" And really next-time he's worried about a box he can always just have Amanda open it.

[identity profile] amanda-darieux.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes seperating into different pieces isn't a good plan for an immortal such as herself. "Yes, I believe everyone came back alive." She isn't sure about their respective conditions since all those in her squad were so durable.

How sweet. Amanda thinks that she would like Guppy's Grandmother. "She's right." Amanda observes, "You do need to put some meat on those bones of yours."

[identity profile] amanda-darieux.livejournal.com 2005-12-08 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
"And you'll notice that I'm not. But that doesn't change the fact that you do need to eat."

As always she is grinning woth a warm esperssion.