Bringing a friend to the cantina. ((locked to victormakesart))

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((note to self: concurrent with this, this, and this thread in the_other_rock))

There was a swish and a slight flash, and then Albus was standing near the bar with Fawkes on his shoulder and a young woman at his side. He blinked as always at the sudden change in scenery, then looked around with a smile to see if he could see anyone that he recognized before turning to Victor. "How do you feel, my dear?"

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She didn't have any special mind powers, so she just thought about comic books, and that she was fond of them, and that the Nexus was so freakin' cool and that she didn't talk about things like that because it was her Rule. And she hoped the message was understood.

Blink-blink. And she made a number of interesting faces. One of them was out of delight that she could make the faces without wanting to cry. And one of the faces included a lot of confusion. "Alts, right? Or a genderswitch at an inopportune time?" It couldn't work at once! Victor only had an elementary understanding of such things, but she knew that for a fact. Right?

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"Alters, yeah." Zanoah chuckled. "My father is the Warlord of an Earth that got nuked to bits. Ben's mom is over there behind the bar."

"So's Bethany," added Ben, lest this important part get forgotten.

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"Aye, in'erestin'. Not much to lord over, then?" She waved merrily to the lady at the bar. She was slurring less, and it made her happy, though her accent was a bit more pronounced this way.

"Oh?" Sliiiight confusion. So many names!

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"I don't know. I haven't been back to the reality for a hundred years or so, since it died." Zanoah watched Logan toss off a quick wave in return. "And Bethany's his baby sister."

Albus looked at her in concern at the look on her face. "Are you alright, my dear?"

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"Ah." Nodnod. "Oooh, okay." Small smile, and she ordered things around in her mind. People went into categories. Nice, neat categories.

"Quite well, thank y' so much." Brilliant smile. "Goodness, I feel so much better now. Thank y'."

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Zanoah chuckled, then suddenly looked toward the window and disappeared.

"Splendid!" Albus smiled, then looked out the window himself and blinked. "Oh."


((The scene's described on the comm. bio. They're up on one of the higher levels, about even with the statue's chins.))

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((Awesome!))

"How...dude. Wowzer."

"Wow." She slid to the window, tracing the outlines of what she saw. Trace-trace.

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"Pretty, eh?" said Ben proudly, as though he'd created it all by himself.

"Breathtaking," murmured Albus, staring.

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"Totally, dude. I mean...nonpowered, a work like this'd take years."

Transfixed. Completely.

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"Nobody knows who made 'em." He twisted around and tugged thoughtfully on his foot. "Not even Charlie. Well, God does, of course."

"And you live here." Albus shook his head.

"Better beweeve it, bub!"

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She snickered softly, brushed her hand light-gentle against the babe's arm.

"'S cool, y'all. Real cool."

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He leaned over and put his little fat arms around her neck, exuding confidence that she would take him. "Wait'll you see ober the rail. When you spit it goes waaaaay down."

"Oh how lovely." Albus shook his head as he handed him over.

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And she did. She had a fair amount of experience holding small children, and she supported him well. "Hee. Couldn't do tha', I figure. I'm a high-class broad, don't'cha know?"

Grin!

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He gave her an utterly adorable grin complete with dimples. "So's Ama, 'n she did it."

"Ben!" came the admonishment from the bar.

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"Awwwww! Well, I won't tell anyone if'n you don't." Tiny, affectionate nosebop. And a wink!

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Another baby giggle, and then a very careful kiss on her cheek, and the little rogue's got her hat and has it on his own head. All that can now be seen is his wide grin.

"Would you like to meet Cassie?" asked Albus softly. "I have to return to the island soon."

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((And, as it is approaching 2:40 in the morning, I bid you a good night. ♥))

She laughed. "You cutie!" She did a small hip-ish dance that she could only really manage when there was a baby to cradle. Any other time, she would be all like 'Hips? What're those?'

"I'd love t', sir." Quiet-soft.

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((good sleep ^_^))

"Excellent." Albus smiled, then paused and looked at Ben.

"I can go too," he said as he popped out from under the hat and leaned up to try and put it on Victor's head. "Ama knows Mrs. Winsester."

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((Thankee!))

And a hat back on Victor's head made her very happy indeed. "'S okay?" Charming grin?

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"Go ahead," called Logan, obviously very aware of where her offspring was and what he was doing. "Actually, here. Cass wanted some'a this." She ducked through the door behind the counter and came back with a little jar of honey. "And I gotta code ya before y' kin leave the cantina."

"Code her?" Albus had walked over to take the honey, but now he paused and looked down at her quizzically.

"Give'er the go ahead t' git through the shields that keep off-worlders from wanderin'. It don't hurt." Logan came up with a doohicky that looked like a credit card.

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Then she could continue to hold the baby! Yay!

At the term 'code', Victor had to take a few deep breaths. Code. Not like in the movies where they implant numbers into your skin so that it shows up under the proper light. No, no. Code must be something else.

"Thankee."

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"Easy, kid." The small woman walked over and seemed to show her to the card. "Jes' enterin' ya inta the database as a visitor instead'a an offworlder."

"I still think that has to taste good, Ama," noted Ben, watching the card with thoughtful brown eyes.

"Yer not eatin' my key, runt." Logan shook her head at him and turned to walk back to the bar.

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She examined the card. "'Kay, 's cool. 'M tryin' t' keep the mental associations that I jump to t' a minimum." Beamy-grin.

"Aye, yeah. 'S not a good thin' t' eat keys." A careful, slow spin.

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Ben crowed with delight, then looked up and back at Albus as he chuckled.

"Shall we?" The grey-bearded man watched as Logan put the key away, then gestured that Victor and Ben should precede him through the door.

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She stroked his head a moment, grinned. Tiny giggle.

"Sounds good, sir." She stepped through the door tentatively, studying the door-frame with idle curiosity. "Thank y'."