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[mogget_cat]

*Yrael's at the white piano, playing something intriguing.*

*Stop by and listen, won't you?*

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[mogget_cat]

*The man(?)'s voices ia a rich, mellow tenor, smooth.* Milliways has been my home for nearly a year and a half. I live here, yes.

*He tilts his white-haired head, smiling faintly.* Are you liking it here?

(ooc: Very sorry, but the mun must sleep. There has been Doom and snark and things in other threads, and she is wearied. Slowtime?)

[wheels-spun.livejournal.com]

"That is what this place is called?" Wheel asks as he looks about the bar and its seemingly limitless space. "Milliways?"

So many people. So many races. Some Wheel knows; others alien.

"So far? I am still new to this place but it seems to have a welcome feel to it that I find I like."

[Oh that's more than fine. I should sleep too if I ever get around to it.]

[mogget_cat]

*He nods.* This is Milliways bar, the bar at the end of the universe.

Milliways is a welcoming place, for most who come here. We get all types. *A grin.*

[wheels-spun.livejournal.com]

So Wheel has noticed. The "get all types" part that is.

"The end of the universe?" he repeats. "So I have journeyed through time and space to arrive here?"


[Multiple people have my attention. Tardy replies forecasted.]