Entrance post

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...and there's a sizzle, a flash, a streak of octarine light--

--and a massive orangutan flies through one of the doors, bouncing head over heels, skidding and tumbling and thudding into the Bar just a few yards away.


He gets up, still wobbly after a few moments, and balances. He pats himself carefully down, makes a 'blbbblb' sound with floppy lips as he shakes his head, puffs out his chest, and beams complacently at the world.

Then the grin freezes, and falters.


"Oook?"

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"Oook?" The Librarian looks around, blinks, and grins. Hugely. If you've never seen an orangutan grin... well, you won't forget it.

"Oook!"

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"Why yes, it has been a while."

A faint shrug.

"I'm just glad to see you're okay."

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"Oook," the Librarian agrees, giving him a keen look. "Ook?"

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"Er..."

Tim waggles a finger in his ear, waking up the babelfish.

"Try again?"

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"Oook?" the Librarian repeats patiently, motioning to Tim.

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"Ah, well, thangs have been busy here."

He shakes his head.

"Lots of bad stuff, lots of good stuff. Had I died last time you were here?"

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The Librarian scrunches his nose, thinking, and shakes his head. "Oook."

"...ook?!?"

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"I got better. Twice."

Tim winks.

"There was a whole mess with an alternate me, I died, came back as a god, he came back in my body, I killed him and took my boidy back.... This place has changed. Oh yeh. I'm not on security anymore. Made some mistakes."

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"Oook," the Librarian says sympathetically, pulling a face. "Oook--"

The pen and paper have arrived, and he pulls up a sheet to write: And your wife? She's well, I hope?

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Tim winces.

"She left me."

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The Librarian winces. And taps the bar lightly, and orders Tim a very, very tall drink of scumble.

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Tim waves it off.

"I already did my drinking. But thank you for the offer."

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The Librarian makes a sympathetic noise, reaches for the paper. Any time, you know, really...

Underneath, as if an afterthought: You haven't been to the Mended Drum yet. You promised, you know.

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"I do remember."

A slight shrug.

"Haven't really had a chance."