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[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

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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[random_xtras]

"I base my observation of rules on what my mentor does." How a grin can be that naughty when the grinner hasn't even got a mouth....

And Mornbein's headdesking on the bar, to Orion's 0.o-ment.

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Hate to break it to you, Mornbein, but he has a point."

[random_xtras]

"He ain't my fraggin' kid! He ain't supposdeta be watchin' me!"

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Kids watch everybody, anyway. Met the ghost of an eight-year-old once who cussed like a sailor because he'd been dead for twenty years haunting a summer camp and picked it up from the counselors."