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[tom_cassidy]

"Oh. Well, this is interesting. And the point of this was?" Tom mutters to Cain, then to the Nexus, asks more loudly, "Excuse me? I don't suppose anyone here has any ideas for entertaining an unsophisticated philistine while in London, do they?"

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[unstoppable_red]

"Shut up," Cain says simply at being called a philistine. He's too busy paying attention to all the...people around here to say much more.

[lazypluto]

Which time period? Bareknuckled boxing was big with the lower-class gents (and not a few of the toffs) when last I was in London.

Madame Tussade's lasted quite a few decades, and isn't too intellectually demanding.

[tom_cassidy]

Hmm. And with my friend, we could make decent money off that, though I don't know if it's allowed.

1985?

[lazypluto]

((Close to when the mun was actually there!))

That's a good century after I was last there, and I read in the history books that they'd mostly cleaned up the sporting scene in London by that point. No barekuckles boxing, bear-baiting or cockfighting in public. You'd have to have criminal connections to find those things by the late Twentieth Century. Plenty of Marquis of Queensbury-style gloved boxing, though.

And the wax museum was still open then.

Accessing my files...it says here that there was a weekly magazine titled "Time Out" sold in most newsagents of the period that listed all the concerts, plays, legal sporting events and the like going on in London at the time. London's always had a lively music scene, not just the cerebral classical stuff.

[vicioussweetie]

"I'm given to understand," replies a redhead with a fair number of bruises and a green baby in her arms, "there's a lot of pubs there?"

[tom_cassidy]

"After a while, drinking becomes a bit tedious." He looks in concern at the child and her arms. "Are you and the child alright?"

[vicioussweetie]

She nods, smiling at his concern. "Yeah Tom, I'm fine. And Alured wasn't there. Just needed to help save a king on the way home, you know how it is. I liked riding in Hyde Park last time I was there."

[tom_cassidy]

How does she know his name? And more than that, what the heck was she talking to him about anyway? He tries not to let the confusion show. "Glad to hear. Don't get youself into trouble."

[notnutso]

A small young woman peeks out. She looks pretty much at ease here. But a bit under weight and...somethingabout her says 'looney'.

"Tower of London? Heard it's good for a laugh. Um. Buckingham Place might be pretty neat too." Tom and Cain are lucky. Clara is feeling more lucid at the moment. No talking of strings or everything being wrong for her right now.

[tom_cassidy]

"Hmm. We're not very into tourism, but it might be worth doing once. I suppose the damn Brits can do something right once in a blue moon."

[notnutso]

She shrugs lighly.

"Well it is something to do. I'm the...sort of person who would want to poke around at everything...but wouldn't know where to start. And there are more thabn enough pubs to get that out of your system pretty quick." She'll tilt her head much like an owl that got caught in the sun. "...Oh. You're. Um. Irish...I suppose. Wouldn't know right away. I'm pretty terrible placing accents."

[tom_cassidy]

"Irish, yes. From Mayo. Are you alright? You sound a bit tired."

[redheadspy]

Aren't you supposed to be dead?

[tom_cassidy]

"Some people wish I were, but I don't think so."

[redheadspy]

I must be confusing you with a different Black Tom.

[tom_cassidy]

...Another Black Tom?