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Out of Milliways: The Captive
Ellen slips into Milliways from the blasting heat of an August day on the shores of the remains of the Potomac. "Um, Bar?" she says, holstering her shotgun and prying off the helmet she got from Urahara Kisuke some time back. "Could I maybe have some Nuka-Cola, only flat, please? My stomach's still bothering me..."
Bar complies, but also gives her a note indicating that there are hot dogs ready whenever she's willing to eat next.
"Thank you," she says, and counts out a handful of caps to pay for the soda before sitting down. It's been a long day.
Ellen slips into Milliways from the blasting heat of an August day on the shores of the remains of the Potomac. "Um, Bar?" she says, holstering her shotgun and prying off the helmet she got from Urahara Kisuke some time back. "Could I maybe have some Nuka-Cola, only flat, please? My stomach's still bothering me..."
Bar complies, but also gives her a note indicating that there are hot dogs ready whenever she's willing to eat next.
"Thank you," she says, and counts out a handful of caps to pay for the soda before sitting down. It's been a long day.