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[ladyfirestarter]

[Out of Milliways: And if the fires burn out, there's only fire to blame]

The front door opens onto a hallway in Taos, New Mexico.

Charlie McGee steps in with the slow careful movements of extreme exhaustion, leaning on a cane, and holds the door for Charles Wallace Murry.

"Here we are," she says to him, with a tired but beautiful smile.

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[ushouldcwhatic]

(Likewise slowed since on my way to bed, but if you don't mind?)

Johnny was finishing up his tending shift, and was about to go find a table to sit when he noticed the arriving pair. He recognized Charles, and the woman might seem slightly familiar as he headed over to them.

"Hey, need an extra hand there?"

[ladyfirestarter]

(I don't mind a bit! :D)

She turns to look toward the voice with an automatic smile. "Thank you. I think I'm all right."

A pause, and her brow furrows faintly. He looks vaguely familiar, but...

[thisfatefulhour]

Charles looks up, and smiles.

"John! Hello. It's been a while."

[ushouldcwhatic]

Johnny tilted his head at her a little, but then turned to Charles.

"It has, how's it going? You need anything?"

He then added ruefully to the woman, thinking of the one he threw in the Potomac finally, "Nice cane, and if you're sure?"

[ladyfirestarter]

It's his mention of the cane (he had one, last time) that finally tips over the memory --

"We've met, haven't we? Years ago. Here."

[ushouldcwhatic]

He studied her more, and nodded, "Yeah, been some time. How have you been?"

[ladyfirestarter]

"All right, for the most part ... John, is it?" She glances at Charles. "And you know each other?"

[thisfatefulhour]

Charles smiles, rueful.

"He lent me a hand when I crashed here."

[ushouldcwhatic]

John nodded and answered them both, "That's right. A while back too. Sorry to have missed you both till now."

[ladyfirestarter]

"Well, we've probably all been -- busy..."

A slight sway on her feet.

"... could we continue this conversation sitting down?"

[thisfatefulhour]

Charles automatically moves to support her elbow.

"Sorry. Yes, let's." He gives John a rueful look. "It's been a busy week."

[ushouldcwhatic]

(ooc: didn't know when to tag again. sorry for the lateness, reachable on AIM usually via whspr2ascrm13)

"Oh yeah, come on, there's a couch over this way. Should be plenty of space." Johnny was just going to grab a chair nearby for himself while they take one of the couches.

"Need anything else from the bar?"