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[the_woodpecker]

*Paper-white, Bernard walks behind the bar from his table where Charlie Weasley and Crowley still sit talking amiably. He takes a deep breath and lights a new cigarette off the old one.*

Welcome to Milliways Happy Hour

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[henry_jones_jr]

* Naturally Indy is at the bar, regardless of whether he's got an entrance post or not. He hears the magic words and he's leaning over the counter like lightning *

Happy New Year Bernard! Good to see you back here... I'll take a Bushmill's. And just keep 'em comin' if you don't care.

* old habits die hard *

...on second thoughts... just the one for now.

[henry_jones_jr]

Oh ok... nothing malicious then. Fair enough.

* he idly inspects his fingernails *

So whaddaya reckon? Her and me... any hope for us?

[the_woodpecker]

*Bernard laughs*

No fucking clue. Haven't seen you together.

And... What about that Marion? Last time I saw you two together, you seemed pretty cozy.

[henry_jones_jr]

Ha!

* he snorts *

Just friends. We've never managed to work through each other's stubbornness. There's something there... I guess. But I don't think it'll ever be anything more than that. Mind you... I wasn't quite expecting her reaction to... the whole mistletoe thing.

* he clucks his tongue and sighs *

Doubt she'll be back anytime soon. And I ain't going nowhere. So it's all moot. 'Sides... I kinda like this Jenny girl. She's genuine.

* he twiddles with a bit of stray hair sticking out under his hat *

How about you? Still with... um... whasername... the sex demon... Fleur?

[the_woodpecker]

*Bernard laughs*

No. No, definitely not. She ended things right after I woke up.

[henry_jones_jr]

Bummer...

* He's under the misguided impression that he offers good relationship advice now after helping Meg out a few days ago, so he helpfully adds *

... still, there's plenty of other decent fillies here though. You and Tonks hang out a bit don'tcha. Maybe she can suggest someone?

[the_woodpecker]

*Bernard snorts.*

I'm sure she has someone in mind.

[henry_jones_jr]

* he nods thoughtfully *

Yeah... she seems like the resourceful type.

[the_woodpecker]

*He smiles again, as if at a private joke.*

You could say that, Indy.

So, how long have you been Bound, then? Pretty odd that you weren't Bound and now you are.

[henry_jones_jr]

It is odd isn't it. Happened last week... I've asked a few people about it. Everyone has their own theories. Reasons for me having to stay here for health reasons or some other reason the bar has in mind that I can't see. Shit... Meg even thinks that it's keeping me here to actually stop me doing this... uh... thing I've gotta do. Personally... I don't have fuckin' clue.

What do you reckon o' wise bartender?

* actually more respectful than tongue in cheek *

[the_woodpecker]

Well. It depends.

What's it stopping you from doing?

[henry_jones_jr]

Just leavin' really. The front door won't open. It's like I'm locked in.

[the_woodpecker]

No, but.

You said there was something it didn't want you to do, outside.

[henry_jones_jr]

Oh right... well... it's kinda hush hush...

There's this ancient crystal in my world. Some really powerful crap... telepathic communicator basically... rumored to be anyway. That is... before you die at any rate. Been hidden for thousands of years... perhaps a good thing. But a freak sandstrom uncovered clues to its whereabouts recently. And the Germans got wind of it. If they find it and figure out how to use it without causing death... well... kiss goodbye to modern day military comms. Which would then render all counter-intelligence ineffective. Like the Nazi war machine needs anymore advantages?

* he drinks deeply, shaking off the burn *

So... figured I ought to go and make sure it doesn't fall into the wrong hands... as it were. The race is on... and now I'm stuck here losing valubale time. If of course... time is actually moving in my world. It does normally when I'm here... but maybe not when I'm bound. Shit. I dunno.

[the_woodpecker]

Shit, Indy. Don't go 'round letting anyone else know about that. Milliways is anything but safe.

And, if there's one thing I've learned, it's that time speeds up and slows down at will outside. Just something to consider.

[henry_jones_jr]

I know... don' worry... I haven't exactly been blabbing it around. But hell... if you can't trust the head barman...

* he tilts his head and raises his eyebrows *

Told a couple of close friends and that's it. I hope you're right on the time thing. But... it's all irrelevant in the light of my binding really. Who knows when I'll be able to leave... if at all.