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[queenofmay]

Marian is feeling rather good today-after a combination of happenings in the last week that were amazing, good, dubious, and strange-so she has decided to spend a little time in the Bar. To celebrate the occasion, after so many weeks either avoiding it or hiding from people in it, Bar has gifted her with a set of raspberry tea and biscuits on

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[much]

The Door opens often -- people coming, people going, and now and then, new arrivals. It's an easy thing to get used to and ignore after a while. Hundreds of strangers' faces from alien worlds and different times...

...except for the times, so rare as to be unlooked for, when the door opens and someone familiar comes through.

"This," observes a puzzled voice, "is not a barn. I feel quite sure that this is not a barn. Indeed, barns are generally more... barn-like..."

The door closes behind him. He turns, rattles the handle. Not gone, not Bound, but Bar is determined that he stick around for a while and accept the hospitality of the establishment.

"...Ah. Oh dear." He turn around, and wonders whether any of the food he can smell might be acquired by some means other than honest payment or trade.

Thus enters Much, the perpetually befuddled, and here now he stands, gazing with vague puzzlement at the bar where no bar ought to be...

Re: Entrance Post! Inna thread! Whee!

[queenofmay]

Marian was touched for a moment by the hearing of a familiar voice that she looked around without even realizing it. Once her eyes found Much, jiggling the handle of a very closed door, she almost dropped the tea she was holding.

Setting down the tea, but not her biscuit, not even realizing she was still holding it, she moved over to him quickly.

"It actually is you," she said with some surprise quite obvious in her expression. Then, a little self consciously she added, "You might want to come sit. I have to tell you some things that are quite easily believable."

[much]

"Lady Marian!" Much jumps... into the door, actually. Ow. "What are you doing in--I mean--surely this is no place for a... whatever this place... Hello!" He smiles, baffled but happy to see her.

[queenofmay]

"Hello, Much. I have a table. Why don't you come sit with me?" "

He made her almost, her lips quirked, as she shook her head partially. With her hands she made a gesture toward the booth tables.

And knowing him, she added, "We can get you some dinner and talk there."