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A fairly normal someone - looks like a college kid - wanders into the cantina, looking around curiously. Hope I got the coordinates right...

He's dressed up, comparatively, at least - as in, he's in slacks and a fairly nice shirt as opposed to a t-shirt and jeans. He waves awkwardly at the bartender. "Uh, hey."

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Solid black eyes with no visible white look back at him as the blue-haired woman smiles. "Hey. What's yours?"

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"Er... just beer, I guess." Davey doesn't actually drink a lot. "I'm, uh, waiting for someone."

He's a little nervous about the solid black eyes. He has this thing about sharks. He's also not sure whether this lady's another changeling or something else - or whether she can see what he really looks like.

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"Though the version that was father to Mornbein's original died a hero." She offers him a gummi gingerbread man.

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He accepts it and nibbles at it gingerly. "Huh. Another alternate universe thing." He blinks. "Wait... original?"

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"Really?" She quirks a quizzical brow and grins at him. "Which one?"

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"Uh... said his name was Swindle." He blinks as this sinks in. "... Do I want to know why she's raising a bunch of Transformer kids?"

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"We're probably not gonna act like the ones you heard about," says Runamuck as Orian gives a happy hello in return. "We're kinda weird."

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Davey shrugs. "So are most of my friends. Heck, one of my friends is a gravedigger. Literally - it's his job."

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"Mmmhmm. People sometimes ask us when we're going to change them, because we didn't pick them. But the resort's surrounded by water, so they're really useful, you know? Sometimes we give the guests rides."

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"Makes sense. Jets need runways and everything; flying boats probably work a lot better here."

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"Like I said before, ain't ben doin' anythin' special. Other 'n drinkin' ol' flame face's vintage slag."

"Which means you've left a trail of terror and destruction through the bars and fighting pits all along the edge of the galaxy, right?" Blue smirks.

"You shaddup too."

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"Somehow I don't have any trouble believing that," he says, grinning.

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"You want protein culture, or real meat?" asks Blue from where she's over washing some beer mugs at the sink.

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"Does the protein thing taste any different?" Must be the future. They grow meat.

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"This one. Anything you want for a side?"

"Oh @#$@!$@#. Runamuck, put that back on. Orion needs it ta fraggin' walk."

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"Uh, French fries? Made from, y'know, Earth potatoes or something reasonably close."

He glances back at that last part. "Wait, what?"

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"Clone, too. Where she come from Lukey boy fell ta the dark side." She grabs a gumdrop from the bowl of bridge mix and tries to bounce it off his head.

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He catches it once it's bounced off and tosses it back at her. "... I guess I shouldn't be surprised about the alternate-history thing, huh?"

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"No idea. Usedta be two 'a the fraggers. Runamuck 'n Runabout. We only got one back from the bastiches." Mornbein's scowl transforms her face to something scary for a moment, though it can't mask the glimmer of white light in her eyes.

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Davey's smirk vanished almost at once. "I see."

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"Really? It shouldn't be fishy with all the plants those guys eat." Orion hunkers down curiously.

"That's dinochicken, Orion," says Blue. "They eat bugs and eggs and stuff."

"Ohhhh. I thought you gave him sauropod."

"The dinochicken needed using."

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He shrugs. "Whatever. I didn't mean fishy, anyway. Just... reptiles taste a little weird, I guess. It does taste more like chicken..."

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She thumps her fist on the bar as she tries to think of another excuse.

"They ain't kids!"

Runamuck finds Mornbein flailing highly amusing. Orion is worried.

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He shrugs. "Yeah, but they think like kids. Well, like most kids."

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"Fraggin' kids. ##$@#$#@ up my rep...." Mornbein rubs her face and has more of her steak, which is bleeding slightly on the plate.

"Heh. Really? That far?" Runamuck is very interested, and ignoring Orion's dismayed expression.

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"Heck, he could probably pick me up and throw me if he wanted to. Muskley's a lot stronger than I am. Brave, too - he's willing to face down anything. Dragons, sea monsters, Gentry... as long as they don't look like sheep."

He takes another bite of his sandwich, trying to hide a grin.

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"Ohhhh," says Orion. "The Scylla we know is a mutant lady who can eat most of a bison in one sitting. She's got venom fangs made of crystal."

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Davey blinks, looking surprised. "O... kay."

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More sauce is flipped his way. "Naw. Here in the river."

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He sighs. "You can stop that any time, you know. I don't live here, remember?"

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"Go see." She smirks.

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Davey looks startled at the immense canyon outside. His gaze sweeps over the terraces, the plants hanging down the walls, the enormous figures carved into the cliff...

After a while, he asks, "What are those things up there? The ones with wings?"

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The grin widens a bit, and then the clone turns his head as someone calls. "What do you want, Fixer?"

"I thought we were playing air hockey?" calls another clone, this one in carelessly worn doctor's coat and bare feet.

"Oh yeah. Forgot." The first clone stands, his grin turned slightly sheepish. "See you around."

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He nods. "See you."

He wanders back over to Mornbein and the bots. "Nice guy."

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"Sure!" The youngbot grins and then moves to gently pick him up and set him on the thick grass.

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Davey looks up at him. "Thanks."

He wanders over towards Mornbein, leaving the bot to go join his brother if he wants. "This is a nice place, considering it's abandoned. I'm guessing the clones and everyone else fixed it up when they moved in?"

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"Yeah. That all ya kin hear?" Her eyes flick upward, picking out the movements of sparrow-sized wyverns on a top terrace six miles across the river.

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"Just water, really. That kind of thing works by contracts, and water's the only thing I've got that kind of contract with."

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"Fluffy things, with a poofy tail. They all left with the other Old Ones, but there's Changelings now runnin' around." She snorts.

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"Huh. Wonder if they're there in my world, too. If they are, maybe I should introduce them to Kent." He smirks slightly at the thought of the Irish changeling meeting a bunch of fluffy-tailed cats.

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-Did cookie-bot say how LOL work?- Pug perks his ears and walks over to flop down beside Davey and lean against his leg.

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"Cookie-bot?" Davey chuckles. "He said it turned him into the first species he touched, I think."

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-Davey know Nexus? Pug can bring girl there.- The big cat's purring goes up several notches, till one might think some large machine was working in the distance.

"@#$#$#@ $#@#@@ fraggin' #$@#@$#@!" says Mornbein with surprise a moment later. She takes a long pull at her bottle and turns to look at Davey and the cat. "Yer right. He's a Guardian Changeling. 'N a dragon."

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"How'd you... oh, right. Telepath."

Davey looks up. "I was just guessing on the guardian thing, but yeah. He hasn't changed back?"

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"Y'll git smarter." She grins and offers him her bottle.

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He takes a small drink - college student or not, he doesn't drink often. "Thanks. You'd think with how bizarre my life already is the Nexus wouldn't make it that much weirder, but now I get into shouting matches with vampires and have to deal with Transformer biology."

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"Too much'a what?" She gives him a quizzical look.

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"To drink, if you're just randomly deciding to use me for a pillow."

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"Can't remember the name. But they're human food. When ya find one."

-Issa nummy berry,- says Pug. -Pug was fishing for them.-

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He examines them skeptically, but they look normal. "Okay, sure. Sorry, I've seen a lot of weird goblin fruit."