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[inadell]

Harry knew there was a general reason he avoided coming to Milliways at times. The mun has a sick sense of humor of making him change into weird things. He had been happy and content for the most part in Holland when he had found the winning door back to the Bar at the end of the universe. Which is why he had entered and sat down in a chair

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[wheelsy_sheriff]

Oh! What's this? Tiny stripey creature with wierd arm flaps. Even in human form it's unlikely Bill would recognize the strange creature.

So there is sniffing at the little critter and then poking of the small animal by the raccoon sitting on a barstool.

[inadell]

Harry spins around to face what ever..is..poking...yes the raccoon is stared at for a moment or two before the little glider chatters away at him. Standing on his back legs he shakes a little finger at the larger creature no doubt saying in his mind, 'That is no way to be treating an officer' blahblahblah thinkin, no doubt, it had to be Luz who was a raccoon. He's never really met Bill before.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

The raccoon chatters back asking what the strange little rodenty thing is. And does it have any food or shiny?

[inadell]

Sadly, his own dogtags were way to big to keep with him so no shinies quite yet. As the raccoon chatters away at him the little Glider squints his eyes with his head tilting to the right. He has no idea what the other animal is saying..let alone why there is a raccoon in a bar. The trashcans had to be outside.

Taking a few timid steps towards the larger gray animal Harry replies back, using his hands as he 'talks' trying to explain the whole situation about being human one second then a little..thingie..whatever he was..the next moment.