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[will_scarlett]

Spring is truly coming to Sherwood and Will is hiding from a sudden storm when he finds himself in Milliways. He runs a hand through his damp red hair as he looks around, his shirt is slightly sticking to him but he hadn't expected that much rain

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[scots_wolf]

"You seem in good spirits," says the tall, strong Scottish murderer leaning against a nearby pillar with a drink in his hand. "Is all well in Sherwood Forest?"

[scots_wolf]

"Very strange," Urquhart says. "I've been there. Full of witches and vampires."

[will_scarlett]

"Ye find those 'ere. What made it stranger?"

[scots_wolf]

"That world is weird," Urquhart says. "Sometimes it's as if it were making fun of its inhabitants."

[will_scarlett]

"Better than 'urtin' 'em."

[scots_wolf]

"That it does as well," Urquhart says.

Doesn't any world do that?

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, what does yer friend do there?"

[scots_wolf]

"Wander around," Urquhart says. "Take opportunities. Learn."

[will_scarlett]

"An 'e can make 'enough just doin' that?"

[scots_wolf]

"Oh yes," Urquhart says. "Good eye for opportunities. Imaginative mind."

[will_scarlett]

"An ye've worked with 'im?"

It sounds like that would fit with what Urquhart likes to do.

[scots_wolf]

"Yes, I have, and he's very good at what he does," Urquhart says.

[will_scarlett]

"Then glad ye've found someone who'll keep ye busy 'ere."

[scots_wolf]

"Actually, yes," Urquhart says. "He has fun ideas."

To say nothing of the dog.

[will_scarlett]

Will grins and takes another sip of his drink, it seems like there's more going on in Urquhart's smile,

"Aye, I believe ye an willna ask anymore."

[scots_wolf]

"Ever met a red-headed woman named Saffron?" Urquhart says. "Red hair, blue eyes, little cleft in her chin, very impressive" -- pause -- "ideas? Well, she's a friend of ours, too."