First Entrance

[smallgayjew]

"I'll just check in the back," comes a soft, English-accented voice from the door, followed shortly after by a small, blond teenager, who stops dead in his tracks as soon as he turns around to see where he's ended up.

"..."

His jaw drops and he just...STARES.

"It's finally happened. I've cracked under the pressure. I'm too young to be mad."

Comments

[hallelujahpilot]

"Can't comment on that," an American pilot says from a nearby table. Boots on the table, book (actual, paper book) proped up on her lap as she reads. "But Milliways is real."

[smallgayjew]

The presence of an American pilot in what he had thought was the back room of the bookshop he's working in doesn't really help with his fears that he might be mad.

"Milliways?"

[hallelujahpilot]

She glances up.

"It's a bar in a knot of time and space, and you've stepped through a portal. It's a physics thing."

[smallgayjew]

"Ah, I see," Posner says, frowning slightly.

"Actually, I don't. At all. It's a bar in what?"

[makesthings]

Sameth probably won't help with the idea that he's mad since he's dressed in a medieval outfit and sketching penguins on parchment,

"You're not mad, this is Milliways. It does sort of make sense."

[smallgayjew]

"Does it? I think I missed that bit."

He looks over at the man speaking, and is, understandably, more than a little concerned by what he sees.

[makesthings]

"It takes some time to explain, but it does. Milliways is magic and time stops on the other side of your door while you're here. Look, the first drink is free. Can I get you something?"

David reminds Sameth a lot of the boys he went to Somersby with and that wasn't that long ago, after all, Sam's only seventeen.

[smallgayjew]

"Tea?" Posner drops into a nearby chair a bit heavily. He really should be getting back to the shop and the customer he left waiting, but he's not sure he's up to that just yet.

"Did you say it's...magic?"

[fairytaleknight]

"Not in my experience." The speaker is a fifteen-year-old boy, presently eating dinner at a table by the door. "I can think of at least one crazy person younger than you. Possibly two. You're new here, aren't you?"

[smallgayjew]

"I think that may depend on your definition of 'here'..." Posner glances over at the boy with a frown.

[fairytaleknight]

"It's called Milliways, it's very far away from wherever you came from, and sometimes it traps you and doesn't let you out."

The boy at the table stands up (in a move rather less graceful than his usual standard) and offers his right hand to the new boy. "Fakir."

Fakir's hand is bandaged from the elbow to the knuckles.

[smallgayjew]

"Traps you!?"

He's not going to be paying any attention to that hand just now, too busy conjuring up ideas of kidnapping plots...