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[never_b_free]

[oom : after being chased out of Milliways, ███████ finds another way home]Pushing a cart full of metal bars through the bar is full of inconveniences, but, all the same, that was what ███████ was doing earlier. It was better than the alternative, which was taking multiple trips bringing in weapons which do not stack well through the bar. And who

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[seat_five_girl]

"Sarah-san?"

[never_b_free]

She pauses what she's doing. "Yes?"

[seat_five_girl]

"What are you making?"

Got to be making something out at the forge.

[never_b_free]

"Well, I am not quite sure yet. How do you fight off magic, biting hotdogs?"

Milliways inspires such odd conversations.

[iamso_awesome]

Apollo's not far behind her, having gotten her note from Bar.
He leans in the doorway and says, "So which name do you prefer?"

[never_b_free]

She pauses what she is doing. "Which name?" That's an interesting question. "You must be Apollo."

"Amascut, but you should be careful about using that name around mortals. They tend to forget it."

[iamso_awesome]

"So you leave it on a note when you don't know whether the person reading it can handle it?" He's not really trying to needle her; after all, he's done worse, in the past.
"That I am. You said you had questions about the hot dog menace?"

[never_b_free]

"The hot dog menace?" She chuckles at the name. "Well, I suppose I don't have a better name for it. What do you know about it?"