first entrance

[shreveport_wolf]

Alcide is not what you'd call a heavy drinker, but he does like to head down to the bar after a day of work and have a beer before he heads home. (If he's honest with himself, he can admit that this has been happening more and more since he broke things off with Debbie.) Mostly all he wants is a good beer, and he's not too picky about where he gets

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[sees_them_too]

"Milliways, actually."

Not at all hell.

A girl in a school uniform with a plate of custard in one hand and a glass of milk in the other has paused on her way to the table.

"You're in the Bar at the End of the Universe," she adds, helpfully.

[shreveport_wolf]

Well, she is just...way younger than anyone he's ever seen in the bar he'd meant to go to. And from the wrong continent on top of that.

"I'm in the what now?"

[sees_them_too]

"The Bar at the End of the Universe," Luna repeats. "It's called Milliways, though I don't quite know where that comes from."

It might be named after a person, for all she knows. Milliway. Could almost be Irish.

"Don't worry. It's always very confusing to new people, but you'll soon get used to it. You just happened to find a door here, that's all."

[shreveport_wolf]

He's seen his fair share of weird, especially lately. He usually tries to stay out of it as much as he can, which is sometimes a lot more difficult than he'd like. But he tends to at least try to take things like this in stride.

"I found a door here? How's that work, exactly?"

[forgottenmotley]

"Not quite. Though I'm sure some people might think it is," The Fool says cheerfully.

He's dressed in his usual motley self but he's got a goldish paper crown on top of his hat. It does look rather silly -foolish even - which is the direct point.

[shreveport_wolf]

A lot of weird stuff has come out into the open since the damn fangers went public, and Alcide is starting to worry that he may have stumbled upon one of the weirder things.

"Yeah, I didn't really think it was hell. I just ain't sure it's exactly Shreveport."

[forgottenmotley]

"You never know with some people. They might have their hell be being stuck in the end of the universe for all time," he says. Currently he's finding it hellish. His bells ring irritably as he speaks.

Well, it sounds like there's bells. Except there are no bells visible and they sound more like there should be bells because that's what the mind is saying not what the ears are saying.

"And no, it's not Shreveport. Unless Shreveport is your name for the end of the universe."

Yes, he's being annoying on purpose.

[shreveport_wolf]

That bell thing is weirding him out a little, and he eyes the guy warily.

"You're sayin' this place's the end of the universe?"

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus walks into his back as he was reading when he entered Milliways, there's a scrabble of hooves as he tries to keep his footing on the smooth floor,

"Pardon me, you're blocking the door."

[shreveport_wolf]

"Yeah, sorry," Alcide says, a bit distractedly. He steps to the side, glancing quickly at the person who just came in.

And then he takes another look.

"Christ, where the hell am I?"

Even Lou Pine's doesn't get this kind of crowd.

Well, not often.

[friend_of_lucy]

"This is Milliways and it is rather surprising. Is this the first time you've been here?"

Tumnus walks forward now that he doesn't have to worry about tumbling into Alcide and closes his book, a history of Narnian trees.

[shreveport_wolf]

"Yeah, I'm guessin' it is." He's still not sure where 'here' is.

"I, uh...this is probably real rude, but...what are you?"

[nitro_is_ace]

"Nope." The voice is British, and the girl is short, with an outfit that has become permanently mired in the 1980's, and a scent that is that of a cat who lives with an awful lot of dogs.

Mostly 'cause that's what's going on.

"Maybe the next floor down?"

[shreveport_wolf]

So far, that is almost the most interesting thing Alcide has smelled since he got here.

"Yeah, I ain't lookin', just askin'."

[nitro_is_ace]

To fully categorize Ace, poor Alcide would probably need the spotter's guide to scents of the universe, because that coat of hers has been taken pretty much all over creation, and then some. But it's predominately cat, and cordite, and engine grease, and dogs. Lots, and lots of dogs. Some of them humanoid.

Oh, and there's some human in there. Really!

"Prolly for the best - from the rumor, s'a mite bit hot. We've got better air conditionin'." She's sprawled, lazily, at one of the tables, with a clipboard and pen (and entirely too much paperwork) and hot cocoa. The bar makes a mean cup of hot cocoa.

[shreveport_wolf]

She's really confusing him on the scent front. He was thinking shifter, but it's not quite right for that. And she didn't immediately peg him for a Were, so it's not likely she's anything along the lines of shifter.

"Yeah, and nothin' good ever seems to come from people who go lookin' for hell."

[shreveport_wolf]

"Yeah, sorry," he says, stepping out of the way, still sort of looking around the bar in bemusement.

[shreveport_wolf]

He arches an eyebrow at her outfit. He's starting to think he's ended up in a fanger bar.

"Yeah, I think I'm a little lost."