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[alorn_bear]

Belar's been busy out in the mountains. People've been using them, after all, so he really wants to make sure nobody gets hurt and stranded up there. It'd be seriously bad press if they did and nobody went to bring them back in. Now, though, he's in the Bar with his sign up as per usual

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[musicintherain]

The sign? Is facinating, and Zenobia can't help but look from the sign to the (god) man and back again.

[alorn_bear]

The sign is also decrementing about every ten or fifteen seconds, counting down to the end of the fifteen minutes. Which is good, because Belar has his eyes closed and doesn't even give the impression of breathing.

[musicintherain]

Breathing....well, Zenobia is a vampire. Breathing is optional. But he doesn't feel like a vampire, he feels older and far more powerful and she really can't look away.

[alorn_bear]

When the time on the sign gets to zero, the top half of the sign vanishes in a wink of blue light. He opens his eyes and smiles. "Hi there!" he says brightly. "Can I help you, miss?"

[amazongeneral]

It's actually the addendum that really sets her at ease. Even her own goddesses, who she loves, don't go to that sort of behavior. She can hardly picture Artemis saying, "no, I'm really not that good at calculus; why don't you go ask Athena?"

So Philippus settles in comfortably with her tea and waits for the duration of the sign.

[alorn_bear]

Belar has never been known for being an especially dignified God. It was never one of his real priorities.

When the sign counts all the way down, the top half vanishes in the usual spark of blue light and Belar opens his eyes. "Hey, Philippus," he greets the Amazon. "What's up?"

[amazongeneral]

And really, imagine Zeus saying, "basket weaving? Not a clue, check with Hephaestus." He'd demand the rushes, smack them into a battered pile, and turn you into a gnat to cover his embarassment.

Anyway, Philippus smiles. "Good day. I'd been intending to ask about lessons; I went sledding and covered a good deal more of the mountain than I'd intended. When I wasn't covering less."

[alorn_bear]

"No problem," says Belar. "Name the sport. There's a couple of bobsled runs up there if you want to go for that kind of thing- luge, too, if you're interested."

[skidrowseymour]

When Seymour enters the bar, he notices Belar. He looks at the sign, then brightens. Seymour has been to ANOTHER PLANET (squeeee!) - luging doesn't seem that big a deal now.

He asks Bar for some items he's left with her. A blue knit hat and scarf appear. Seymour looks at himself, then rushes out the Door, returning a moment later with his orange jacket and two threadbare gloves. He's dressed more for fall weather than winter weather, but it's all Seymour's got.

When Belar is done, Seymour will give him a wave. "So, uh, the prayer answering went well?" he inquires politely.

[alorn_bear]

Belar looks up as the top half of the sing winks out, and smiles. "About like usual, so yeah, pretty good," he says. "How've you been, Seymour? I haven't seen you around lately."

[skidrowseymour]

Seymour thinks, then shakes his head. "Oh, yeah, guess not. Been busy in my world - and here I'm mostly hidden behind a stack of books.

"I found a strange plant, y'see. I'm trying to figure out what it is. ...And keep it alive until I figure out what it is." His tone isn't brimming with optimism, but neither is it in the depths of despair. Seymour seesaws between the two emotions quite a bit, but right now his feelings are balanced.

[alorn_bear]

"Neat," says Belar. "I'm not really very good at plants, but if Issa were around I bet he'd be able to help you identify it. What's it look like?"

[river_meimei]

River, drifting by towards the couch, pauses to peer at the sign with some interest.

What she's seeing there is up for debate, particularly since she doesn't seem to be focusing on the incrementally shifting count-down that's the one moving portion of the sign, but she seems interested.

[alorn_bear]

At some point the count ends and the top half of the sign winks out. Belar opens his eyes, looks up, and smiles.

"Hey there, River."

[river_meimei]

River blinks, lifting a startled hand to brush over the area where the sign was a moment before.

"Hi," she says to her hand, and glances at Belar a moment later.

[alorn_bear]

"Sorry. Standard procedure," says Belar. "I don't need it, so I put it away. How've you been?"