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[bring_a_sponge]

A Man in Black steps through the Door and takes a long look at the debris scattered throughout the bar

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[diehard_daniel]

Daniel bellied up to the bar. Only he was many years older than the last time he was the last time he had been in Milliways.

"What is going on? You look happy," said Daniel.

[bring_a_sponge]

"Dr. Jackson!" Zed replies in an alarmingly good mood.

"Look around. See all the debris? Confirmation that this place might finally be about to blow itself apart."

"So have a drink on me!"

[diehard_daniel]

"Sure," said Daniel, "A beer would be nice."

The beer appeared. Pull.

"So, the Bar is dying?"

[bring_a_sponge]

"Dying," Zed ponders the word. "That'd probably be one way to put it."

"Personally, I'm hoping for something more dramatic. Along the lines of a cataclysmic, multiversal detonation."

"But I'll take a straight up death if that gets the job done."

[diehard_daniel]

"I don't know what I'll do without this place," said Daniel.

[bring_a_sponge]

"Whattaya mean? All that Stargate tech you guys have."

"Hell, you can actually go to nice places if you want. Not this dump."

[diehard_daniel]

"Still stuck on that ship," said Daneil.

[bring_a_sponge]

Zed pauses.

"Ok, you're right. That sucks."

"But it's still a net gain for the Multiverse."

[diehard_daniel]

"You could explain that," said Daniel over his beer bottle.

[bring_a_sponge]

"C'mon, Doc. Think about it."

"Think about all the nonstop chaos this nuthouse unleashes on any galaxy you can think of. Blow this place to bits, and we might actually see some goddamn SENSE restored to the Multiverse."

Which is another way of saying, it would remove an enormous pain in Zed's ass, but he's feeling in a generous mood, so he's willing to include everybody.

[diehard_daniel]

Daniel smiled wryly over his beer.

"But what will I do?"

[bring_a_sponge]

"Have an adventure. Hitch a ride with one of the accomplices--I mean, patrons. Hell, with all the losers around here, they could use a guy with your brains. Go back where they came from and help 'em out of their goddamn Dark Ages."

Zed never did have any patience for any Prime Directives, especially when it came to other people's universes.

[diehard_daniel]

"What if Sam figures out how to save us?" asked Daniel, "How do I get back to my world?"

[bring_a_sponge]

"Can't help you there, Doc. After all, this isn't my rodeo."

He grumbles into his drink before finishing. "And I wouldn't take the damn thing if you put bells on it."