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[necessary_child]

Cheerful Sam Linnfer inna bar. Dinner. Book. Minimalist mun.

Bother.

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[amanda_darieux]

Hey look it's Amanda taking a seat. The woman is thumbing her knife as she consider torturing one of the wait-rats. Looking up she see's Sam and grins.

"Good Afternoon."

[necessary_child]

Sam eyes her. Cheerfully, "Evening."

A flick of the wrist, and his own dagger appears. Flick-flick-flick. Flashing in the light.

[amanda_darieux]

She chuckles, "Evening it is then." she doesn't care and suits her all the better. "Then soon it will be night." Hmm this presents some interesting possibilities. Though not hearly enough here.

As a wait-rat scurries by Amanda tosses the knife at it. Missing but scaring it non the less.

[necessary_child]

Mildly, "No need to threaten the staff."

Sam lays down his book and holds out his hand, palm out. A small frown between his eyebrows, then Amanda's knife flies through the air to him, to be caught neatly.

[fathers_cleric]

There's another fellow with a stack of paperbacks.

John Preston's developed a very serious curiousity about books, ever since they stopped burning them in his world. He doesn't read them very often, but Bar's trying to cheer him up.

"....Is it good?"

He clearly doesn't understand the concept of books. When one is reading, one is not supposed to be disturbed.

[necessary_child]

Sam doesn't mind. He's read it before, anyway.

"Not bad," he says cheerfully, showing him the cover: Alice Through The Looking-Glass. "Yours?"

[fathers_cleric]

"...Difficult." Preston waves the title, "...Difficult to understand. I don't understand why people call this entertainment." He waves the title The once and future king at Sam.

Interestingly enough, he's not putting it down.

[necessary_child]

"Sometimes working it out is half the point." Sam eyes it. "Arthurian, right?"

[and_far_away]

Sharpe nods to him in passing, on his way to a Bar stool for another security shift.

[necessary_child]

Sam nods back, waving slightly.

"Evening."

[and_far_away]

Meeting new people is good, generally, so he glances over again as he sits down.

"All quiet tonight."

[necessary_child]

"Pretty much, yeah. Makes a change, round here."

[guppy_sandhu]

A small paper ball bounces off the back of Sam's head.

[necessary_child]

Sam reacts sharply; magic seizes the ball and, as Sam realises what it is and who sent it, chucks it back across the room.

[guppy_sandhu]

Guppy removes it from his mouth.

[necessary_child]

Sam grins. "That'll teach you to have it open, won't it? Evening, Guppy."