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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]

"Just because you don't play by the rules doesn't mean you aren't good."

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She lifts her head and glares. "I ain't good. I'm the worst bastich that ever terrorized the fraggin' Multiverse."

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

Davey looks at her incredulously. "Are you kidding me? I've met much worse people even in my own world. Some of them weren't even Gentry - did I ever tell you about Myrtle? The kid with the split personalities?"

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"Split personalities?" Orion perks.

"I blow @#$@#%#@ up," says Mornbein. "I've destroyed fraggin' worlds 'n entire cities."

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

He shakes his head. "You don't want to hear about it. Seriously."

"Yeah, but you at least have reasons. The Gentry don't."

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"Most bastiches don't think 'cause I like boom' 's a good one." She crosses her arms over the chest of her overlarge deathmetal T-shirt and scowls at him.

"I don't?" Orion's going o.0 again.

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Better than 'because it's Tuesday.' Especially since it isn't. The Gentry don't have reasons."

He shakes his head. "Trust me on this one. You don't want to hear about changelings' lives."

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"I've used that one too." She narrows one eye.

Orion blinks, then says hesitantly, "Do you want a hug?"

Runamuck facepalms at him.

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"Y'know, if you want to be known for not being a good person, maybe you shouldn't rely on people trusting you to tell the truth."

Davey smirks slightly. "You know, you remind me of a friend of mine. Guy named Muskley. Nice guy, except for some reason he's afraid of sheep."

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"Did I say I was relyin' on... wait, what? I'm fraggin' confused." Her scowl melts into bewilderment as her brain skips off into the aether. She's been thinking too hard here and the muscles aren't used to it.

"Afraid of sheep?" Orion blinks. "What're sheep?"

"Do you ever chase him with one?" Runamuck wants to know.

[dark-eyed-fae.livejournal.com]

"You've been getting less and less believable," he pointed out. "If you're not a good person, why should I believe you aren't making this up?"

"Kind of farm animal. Very fluffy. And no, I didn't. I don't have any sheep anyway, and I don't do that stuff. Especially since, to be perfectly honest, Muskley could probably kick me from here to Sumatra if he really wanted to." Yes, he just picked a random country.