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Jim often marvels at the Bar. He's never going to trust the motives of whoever or whatever is in control, but Jim is often impressed with it as a wonder of advanced technology. So advanced that he's sure some from more primitive times think it's magic.
Days like this one, though, when he enters and finds the place totally remodeled and lit by gas, when finds himself wearing something very familiar, he really wonders just how the Bar does it. And without realizing it, he just lets it be. There are moments when even he would have to admit that Clarke's Third Law works very hard. (Not that he will ever believe in magic.)
Come say hi to the man in the rather Western-looking clothes.
[ooc: 1. Slowtime for work and errands is likely; 2. This post is my little tribute to Sir Arthur C. Clarke, RIP]
Days like this one, though, when he enters and finds the place totally remodeled and lit by gas, when finds himself wearing something very familiar, he really wonders just how the Bar does it. And without realizing it, he just lets it be. There are moments when even he would have to admit that Clarke's Third Law works very hard. (Not that he will ever believe in magic.)
Come say hi to the man in the rather Western-looking clothes.
[ooc: 1. Slowtime for work and errands is likely; 2. This post is my little tribute to Sir Arthur C. Clarke, RIP]