Breakfast at Milliways

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

Dinah is behind the bar again, with amsile as dazzling white as the ice cold milk she's decanted into brekafast jugs, the breakfast specials once again with a holiday theme:

Breakfast Specials
Cranberry Pumpkin Waffles
Eggnog Muffins
Half a grapefruit.

"What'll you have?"

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[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

he blinks at the orange juice, but smiles cordially enough, the look seemign a bit odd on his bleak face.

"Ah, eggs, bacon, ham, bread, and beer, please."

His voice is quiet, calm.

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"Sure thing," Dinah says, zipping off on her wheels and returning momentarily with a large plate of breakfast and his beer.

"There you go, sugar. Enjoy."

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

"My thanks, M'lady."

He tucks into the food with relish, wtching both her and the bar area. After awhile, when she is again near, he speaks.

"Excuse me, but have you been here long?"

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"About four or five months, nn and off," she says with a smile, leaning on the bar to talk to him. "I was back in my world for a while there, though. Which is why you won't have seen me. Are you new?"

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

He nods thoughtfully, chewing on some bread.

"Indeed. Two days here, now, and still very out of place. I think I will be very glad when the door un-loses it's self."

He looks up at her, taking a swig of beer and nods.

"Have you found this to be a fair place?"

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"Well, I guess it depends what you mean by 'fair'," she says. "I sure like it here. Gives me a chance to meet all kinds of new people."

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

He nods as he eats, swallows, then speaks again.

"Do you work here often? I admit that since I have gotten here I have seen many peoples that... are of kinds I have never seen before."

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"Oh I do three mornings a week, breakfast," Dinah says cheerfully. "I've met all sorts. What kind of people have you met?"

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

"Not many yet. I am more of... a quiet type. I have seen quite a few different people, but have talked to only a few."

He shrugs as he eats. He is not in a hurry, though he does wish to get home.

"This place seems full of people all the time."

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"It sure does," Dinah agrees. "Can be quiet of a morning, though, I find.

"OK, then," she continues, resting her head on a hand, "what kind of people have you seen?"

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

His eyes glitter with humor for a moment and then he speaks.

"Of all colors, sizes and shapes. One giant woman, a moving metal round thing, a blue furry man, several people in diferent colored robes, a short women, a fox, a wolf, 27 people of various colors who wore scholarly garments, two who appeared to be friars of some kind, and quite a few people wearing dresses and clothes of kinds I have never sen before. Not to mention a woman of color apparently flying in something much like a wheelbarrow, but not."

His voice is quiet but even as he recites.

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

Dinah listens as she mentally ticks of the people she's observed and talked to along that list.

"Well, that's Milliways," she concludes at the end of the list. "Never a dull moment here, is there?"

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

He shrugs slightly.

"There seem to be plenty of dull moments, but a lot of interesting scenery at least."

He is an odd person.

He eats silently for awhile.

"Do you have any reccomendations on how one should occupy one's self while here?"

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"Why I wouldn't know about that," Dinah says. "I'm just happy to serve and talk to folk. Have you been outside? I hear there's a lake and woods. And then there's the flight simulator." Here she indicates the appropriate sign on the board.

"What do you usually do at home?"

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

"I am a church knight of the Pandion Order, so generally train, go on missions, pray, go on more missions, and other such duties. Here, without the Order, I am left a drift in a way."

He looks somewhat uncomfortable. He is a lifetime knight, champion of his order and King's champion. He is little used to being idle.

"And I am not sure what a flight simulator is."

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"Well, we have plenty of knights here," Dinah points out. "I'm sure there's plenty of room to train outside. And you can pray anywhere, right?"

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

"Yes. Indeed I can, and have. I am just unused to inaction. Nonetheless, I am sure I will get along fine. Listen not to the complaints of a tired man."

He smiles then, a world-weary smile.

"I will be fine."

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"I sure do hope so," Dinah says with a grin. "It wouldn't do to have you bored now, would it?"

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

A flicker of something darker flashes across hias face and is gone but he smiles slightly and nods.

"No, it would not."

He goes back to eating burying himself in it for a few long moments. when he is done he sips his beer and smiles to her more genuinely .

"Fine fare, and my thanks."

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"Sure thing," Dinah says with a shining grin, taking his plate away. "Can I get you anything else?"

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

He rises shaking his head, and his hand dips into a pouch at his waist. He sets several coins down on the bar, which vanish. Then he holds one out to her. It is, in fact, solid gold. Small, but gold.

"My thanks, for good service and good coversation."

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

"Oh honey, you don't hafta," she insists, waving it away. "It's what I'm built for, after all."

[knight-sparhawk.livejournal.com]

"Even so, good service should be rewarded."

He places the coin on the Bar, and nodding to her, he takes his leave.

[vanwithaman.livejournal.com]

Dinah sighs, hands folded on her hips, and stares at the coin until it disappears.

One of these days she's going to have to do something about all that credit on her tab.