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[urzaplaneswalkr]

[Pre-Milliways: So many worlds.]The door does not open, precisely. It is closer to say that where the door was becomes a shimmering wall of light. From the light steps a figure, shadowed against the glare for a moment until the door becomes just a door once again

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[fifth_of_four]

Ronnie Soak looks over at Urza as he enters. "Welcome to Milliways, traveller. Nice entrance."

[fifth_of_four]

Ronnie shrugs. "Of course there is. Several ways."

[urzaplaneswalkr]

"I will be sure to let you know when I have made preparations to leave, then."

[fifth_of_four]

Ronnie nods. "Providing you have the time."

[urzaplaneswalkr]

Urza laughs.

"These days, I have nothing but."

[fifth_of_four]

Ronnie/Chaos shakes his head. "Not what I meant... Eh. I'm not like Death, who already knows the future, unless it changes. But I can see most people's probable lives stretching out. Yours has already been chaotic, and it looks to become more so in the near future. Rarely gives much leisure for planning."

[urzaplaneswalkr]

"You have the right of it there," he says. "Chaotic is status quo of late. This land is a comforting change from such things."

[fifth_of_four]

Chaos smirks. "You would think so, but this place has a way of lending itself towards very steep chaotic curves."

[urzaplaneswalkr]

Urza frowns slightly. "With a small amount of luck, such curves will wait until after I am gone."

[fifth_of_four]

"And are you a man who lives by luck, or by skill, Planewalker?"

[urzaplaneswalkr]

"I live by what keeps me alive. Whatever that may be."

[fifth_of_four]

Chaos shrugs. "Well enough."