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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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[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"And I thought my universe was weird." He sighs. "Oh, yeah. The dead thing."

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"It probably is." Blue looks around and decides the counter looks good, then goes back and returns with another plate that holds some very big, slightly glowing Seeker shapes. "If Mornbein's coming here she'll probably be bringing at least one of her kids. Hopefully she's not bringing Fred."

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Kids?" He raises an eyebrow. "The first time we met she said something about some of them playing volleyball with a Mini, but I was kind of as weirded-out as I could get by then and figured she was babysitting."

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The 'tender snerks at his description of himself. "No, she's their permanent guardian. Do you know what Transformers are?"

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Give me some credit. I did grow up in the eighties. Of course I know what Transformers are." He smirks slightly. "And I've met one, too - first time I was in the Nexus."