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Jack's been in and out of the bar a little bit for the past few months, but hasn't really stuck around for any great length of time. Not that he's had anything pressing outside; he's just been moving around a fair bit, and hasn't always found a door to the bar in some places as easily as others.
But in all those times he's come in, nothing in the bar has really changed, and so as he walks in the door, the mess makes him stop in his tracks, look around in confusion and concern. Broken glass, things knocked over, waitrats scurrying around and some...green crystal-like hologram over the bar.
"What the hell happened in here?"
[ooc: open through the weekend!]
But in all those times he's come in, nothing in the bar has really changed, and so as he walks in the door, the mess makes him stop in his tracks, look around in confusion and concern. Broken glass, things knocked over, waitrats scurrying around and some...green crystal-like hologram over the bar.
"What the hell happened in here?"
[ooc: open through the weekend!]