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baedalites ([personal profile] baedalites) wrote in [community profile] multiversallogs2012-04-14 06:15 pm

Noli equi dentes inspicere donati.

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Swap meet.
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Sukkardi the 14th of Haneden
Notes:
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Warnings: None yet. Please put warnings up on individual threads.


The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap.
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[personal profile] captaincocksure 2012-05-13 08:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"...That sounds good, actually. I've never had cherry schapps. Another of the same." Who knows if that means he'll also wind up with some cocktail cherries?

He turns back to her once the bartender has departed, smiling. "Yeah, I've met Data. He actually serves on a future version of the ship I'm on now, a couple generations ahead of me. It's weird meeting people from your future, isn't it?" He'd been the one from the future in nearly all his interactions in the city up to that point; meeting Data had given him some insight into how weird and fascinating it must all be for everyone else.
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[personal profile] apotropaic 2012-05-16 11:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Mmm, I wouldn't know on a personal level. I'm all on my lonesome in this place so far," or so she thinks, "but it sounds like a head-trip. But if you and Data are from the same universe-ish place, then the future in mine might be a lot different. He wasn't too familiar with the supernatural and it definitely exists where I come from."

It's odd, being able to be open about that here. Odd but nice.

And the bartender comes back with their drinks a moment later, with cherries for everyone. Although Philomena stands up on the stool a minute to sneak a paper umbrella from a tub behind the counter. Voila, this drink is complete.
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[personal profile] captaincocksure 2012-05-16 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Jim nods. "That's very true. It seems this place drags people over from every possible universe out there. I should keep in mind that that doesn't mean things will be the same for everyone across the board."

The cherries surprise him slightly--he supposes he did say "another of the same" but he didn't realize the guy would take it so literally--but it's delightful, he's down with it. He grins at the umbrella theft, and then he raises his glass for a toast.

"Here's to the gods, I guess? For reuniting you and your bear."
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[personal profile] apotropaic 2012-05-26 06:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"I guess so." As new an idea as it seems --any traces of divine power have all but disappeared from Philomena's world, and whatever lingers in the blood of witches, old and new, is lessened by their human heritage.

"Cheers," she says, clinking glasses. "And I hope they gift you with something good in return."
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[personal profile] captaincocksure 2012-05-27 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Thanks. I hope so too. They've been good to me so far, in the previous gift-giving events." He sips from his drink, and mentioning past gifts prompts him to ask, "Were you here for those? How long have you been here?"