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[zapgunfh]

The door opens, and a tall, rather rotund man walks in. He is wearing a trench coat over some kind of uniform, and seems not the least bit surprised at finding a Bar before him. Most likely because he was looking for a bar anyway

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[will_scarlett]

Also at the Bar getting something to drink is a wanted man at least in his time, Will's in medieval dress if that means anything to Buck and nods to him,

"Odd sort o'a name for a drink, sir."

[zapgunfh]

"Tell me one drink that does not have an odd name." Bucka glances at the younger guy, but is not moved by the strange clothing; when you saw half the galaxy, the strange becomes common.

[will_scarlett]

"Most o'the ones I know dinna, sir, ale an mead are fairly simple. E'en rum doesna sound as strange as what ye're drinkin'."

[zapgunfh]

"Hm. You need to learn more languages, then. Anyway, Ion Suckers are good, and the bottles are good weapons too." Probably why Bar gave him an already-poured drink.

[will_scarlett]

"Dinna 'ave much reason to, sir, know English an tisna a cause for me to be learnin' Latin. Aye, most bottles are good weapons, prefer a sword meself."

[zapgunfh]

"Sword?" Hm, mental note about the primitive world he must come from. "Hrm." No, Buck will not lecture him to change weapons of choice.

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, sir, know 'ow to use a blade an a bow, but tis rare 'ere most folks are from farther in the future than I am."

[zapgunfh]

"Future? You travel in time too?" Buck is curious, not surprised. Again, when you saw half the galaxy...

[will_scarlett]

"Nay, sir, but Milliways tis on the edge o'times an places so I've met many folks from the future tis all."

Will's seen Milliways and has traveled very little in his actual life, but through Milliways has seen at least two futures.

[zapgunfh]

"Milliways. It's the name of this place?" Buck raises a brow at Will. "Edge of times and places? You sure you have not tried too much of Al's Armorplate Special?"

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, sir, Milliways. Nay, sir, tis the truth, seein' as I'm from Nottingham an year o'our lord 1138 an I've met folks from all different times an places."

He's not drunk and there's a bit of an edge to his voice since just because Buck doubts Will doesn't mean Will's drunk.

[zapgunfh]

"Hrm." Buck finishes his drink and receives a refill promptly. He looks around as expecting to see something or someone, then shrugs and continues to drink. "Weird."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, sir, tis Milliways. Forgive me manners, me name's Will Scarlett."

And gives a small nod to the confused man and a grin at the looking around for someone, "Lady Bar 'as just served ye, sir."

[zapgunfh]

"Buck Godot. What you mean with 'lady bar'?" Oh, nifty, the automated bar AI has a feminine personality instruction set... Or so he assumes.

[will_scarlett]

"Lady Bar, sir, she serves us, best be nice to 'er, she's a generous soul."

Will pats the wood surface and a chocolate brownie appears since Bar thinks he should eat more.

[zapgunfh]

Ah, that clarifies things. An opiniated AI. Well, as long as Buck keeps receiving his drinks, all is well. "I see. How come a door to a dimensional pocket came to the middle of New Hong Kong?"