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Sam is not attuned to the balance of nature the way Kaylana is, but he doesn't need his girlfriend here to know that Milliways is seriously out of joint. The cracks, the rotting by the back door, the debris, that odd yellow thing hanging over the Bar...
Well, let's just say that even before he got outside, he was very glad Kaylana hasn't found this place yet. She takes the neutrality thing very seriously, after all; they'd probably have an argument over it at best.
But now he's coming bck in, and in desperate need of a distraction from a certain structure on what, to him, is a rather oddly-designed field. (He has no idea from baseball, but he won't be forgetting the Darkgate any time soon.)
Maybe trying to get a set of darts from the Bar will do the trick, especially the way orders have been going lately. So far, he's got a bowl of stroganoff, a Nerf gun, and a glass of something bright blue that he's not sure he wants to try.
"Look, this isn't so hard. I just want some darts."
This time, a set of lawn darts appears; Sam facepalms.
Well, let's just say that even before he got outside, he was very glad Kaylana hasn't found this place yet. She takes the neutrality thing very seriously, after all; they'd probably have an argument over it at best.
But now he's coming bck in, and in desperate need of a distraction from a certain structure on what, to him, is a rather oddly-designed field. (He has no idea from baseball, but he won't be forgetting the Darkgate any time soon.)
Maybe trying to get a set of darts from the Bar will do the trick, especially the way orders have been going lately. So far, he's got a bowl of stroganoff, a Nerf gun, and a glass of something bright blue that he's not sure he wants to try.
"Look, this isn't so hard. I just want some darts."
This time, a set of lawn darts appears; Sam facepalms.