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She hadn't really planned on visiting the bar today -- even though she's been thinking rather a lot about the events of last time. But when 'Angie North' stops by the familiar little shop that she's grown so fond of, it seems only natural to keep wandering. And so, she follows her impulse, right through the door and into the bar.
Mardi Gras isn't celebrated on Stavin Five, as it happens. Perhaps that's why her attire doesn't shift when she arrives-- although she does take note of the bright colors and costumes to be observed around and about.
Amused, she sits down at a table near the observation window, and pulls from her shoulder-bag a delicately crafted spring-green throw, as well as a skein of warm red thread. Carefully, she begins to scatter stitched blossoms through the green field.
Mardi Gras isn't celebrated on Stavin Five, as it happens. Perhaps that's why her attire doesn't shift when she arrives-- although she does take note of the bright colors and costumes to be observed around and about.
Amused, she sits down at a table near the observation window, and pulls from her shoulder-bag a delicately crafted spring-green throw, as well as a skein of warm red thread. Carefully, she begins to scatter stitched blossoms through the green field.