All Diane Duane, all the time -- barways
Sunspark -- The Door Into Fire
Herewiss' investigations of the doors in the hold continues apace, and Sunspark is -- well, not bored, really, because looking into other wheres can hardly fail to be interesting. But for something that's used to traveling between wheres, looking begins to lose its charm.
But here is a door that not only shows people -- an oddity in this place -- but a door that shows another crossroads, like the hold, unless Sunspark misses its guess. And that is more than interesting enough to investigate.
The elemental sees no reason to change its current form, so the head that pokes curiously through the door is that of a handsome stallion, blood-bay in color. Anyone nearby might notice the air around the "horse" heating up.
Nita Callahan -- Young Wizards
Aw, everyone knows Nita. She's currently lounging in a booth with an iced tea, an NYU course catalog, and a T-shirt emblazoned with The Crossings. (The shirt leaves her arms mostly bare, so the scars on her forearms are visible.)
Carmela Rodriguez -- Young Wizards
Now, only a very stupid business-being would use a public place like Milliways to count his/her/its earnings. Doing an inventory of merchandise, on the other hand . . .
After all, ask any salesman from Cyrano Jones to Willy Loman: having your product visible encourages sales.
Which is why Carmela is sitting at a table near the front door, sorting chocolate bars, truffles, and packs of hot chocolate powder by their quality. She's got everything from cheap Hershey's and Swiss Miss to Godiva.
Reasonable resale rates?
The Lone Power -- Young Wizards
It's always here.
Here, at Universes' End, It's always present. It's even always manifest, in a way, visible in terrible beauty and glory in the neverending destruction outside the Observation Window.
It's always here.
Tonight, It's here in a manifestation that some might find familiar: a young man, red-haired, in a finely tailored black suit, lounging in an armchair with a view of the Window and watching the spectacle with the grim satisfaction of an artist-cum-general.
He's beautiful. He's terrifying.
He's holding a glass of Atlantean in one hand, casually, because even the Lone Power, Fairest and Fallen, the Starsnuffer, the Bringer of Wildfires -- even It wants a drink now and then.
[ooc: WARNINGS for the Lone Power!
Oh Lord. Okay. If you do not know Young Wizards canon, here's the basics: the LP was One of the Powers That Be that created the Universe; It invented entropy and death and bound it into the Universe; the other Powers were pissed and threw It out. It's still pissed about that, and most incarnations of It -- including this One -- are dedicated to speeding up the death of the Universe. It's basically the source of all those myths of dark gods and fallen angels: Lucifer, Balor, etc.
It is not nice. It is only merciful if that serves Its purposes. It will abide by the rules of the bar and not physically hurt anyone or anything; It has no qualms, however, about sowing discord, fear, and misery.
In my own personal Milliways-specific fanon for It, It's in the End of the Universe, and It probably spends some time watching the goings-on of the bar. So It may know stuff about your pup, if you want It to -- but I might not, so if you have a specific kind of emotional trauma you'd like It to inflict on your pup, I would appreciate some kind of OOC communication. Sound good?]