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[royal_guarantor]

OOM: Waking up

Roshaun and Dairine walk down the stairs together, in mid-discussion.

He's every inch a king, as usual and to Dairine's irritation.

Tag either or both.

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[_computer_wiz_]

She's less irritated with it than usual.

[royal_guarantor]

He turns to ask, "So. What do I need to know about this place?"

[_computer_wiz_]

"You can get food or whatever else you need from the bar. Just be polite and you should be all right. There're rules."

She turns to face him.

"No business in the bar, no violence, and er..."

She's red again.

[royal_guarantor]

He raises an eyebrow, picking up the rest over their bond.

"I think those rules should be easy enough to follow."

[nita_callahan]

How about both? Nita hasn't seen a lot of her sister since she arrived.

She looks up from beside the fire as they enter, double-takes, and then beams.

"Well, look who's here!"

[_computer_wiz_]

Dairine looks at Roshaun for a moment before nodding to her sister.

"He followed me here. Can I keep him?"

[royal_guarantor]

Roshaun gives her a look for that, then turns to greet Nita with a half-bow.

"Dai'stiho."

[nita_callahan]

"Only if you promise to keep him fed."

She nods back to him, more seriously. "Dai. What happened?"

[empath_wiggin]

Oh, look. It's a woman at a table, with a stuffed Ewok wearing Jedi robes, and a small backpack on his back, containing a flightsuit with a patch on it. She looks rather approachable.

[_computer_wiz_]

She approaches...because Dairine is a huge Star Wars fan.

"Is...is that what I think it is?"

Roshaun is probably standing back and watching her and not understanding in the least.

[empath_wiggin]

Val looks up and laughs a bit. "Well, if you're thinking it's an Ewok dressed like a Jedi, then you're right." She chuckles. "Star Wars fan?"

[_computer_wiz_]

She beams, absolutely unabashed, and nods at lightspeed.

...

"Can I touch it?"