Tiwa gives him a headtilt, she's seen a few nockers pull off outfits like that and comes over. There are some braids with shinies in her hair, a wound healing on her neck and she's got a lightness to her step,
'Aliens made it' would be the honest reply, but Jack of Hearts, bold and intrepid adventurer, poet at large, and winner of every game of poker from wherever here is all the way to the heat death of the universe, takes a short step back in faint alarm.
He's seen that look before. That look that says 'I want to EAT you.'
"I'm Jack of Hearts," he admits, after briefly looking down at himself. His clothing is very much in the shiny category. "Milliways. Where is Milliways? Am I on Earth? Any Earth at all?"
"Nope, first drink's free, you're shiny."
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He doesn't, however, show it.
"'Shiny'?"
There's an almost plaintive sense of inevitability.
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Tiwa peers at him even more and the headtilt becomes more birdlike.
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He's seen that look before. That look that says 'I want to EAT you.'
"It's my costume," he offers, fascinated.
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Sometimes Tiwa is more bird than girl, when she's around so much high quality shine that happens more, now is one of those moments.
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Jack considers this poetic possibility for a second or two.
"Yeah, that'll work. I'm a knight. Mind telling me where I am, exactly?"
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