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Hercules does not so much as simply walk into Milliways this evening.
No, he bounds in, sweat glistening on his exposed muscles, and his general demeanor looking rather haggard.
He pauses, not that he is out of breath. It's more a matter of going 'how did that happen?' running through his head. He'd just damaged a very large commercial cruise ship to make a getaway. He's not sure that a sudden Milliways-break is quite the right idea. And when he turns around to exit... there is no door.
"...Hmmmph," he says, resigning himself to walk over to the bar and taking a seat. He doesn't even order anything, for the time being.
[tiny tag: Hercules]
No, he bounds in, sweat glistening on his exposed muscles, and his general demeanor looking rather haggard.
He pauses, not that he is out of breath. It's more a matter of going 'how did that happen?' running through his head. He'd just damaged a very large commercial cruise ship to make a getaway. He's not sure that a sudden Milliways-break is quite the right idea. And when he turns around to exit... there is no door.
"...Hmmmph," he says, resigning himself to walk over to the bar and taking a seat. He doesn't even order anything, for the time being.
[tiny tag: Hercules]