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[abtruse_wiggin]

It's been a long time since he's seen the bar, and he's half tempted to turn and leave when he finds that his closet door has, finally, lent a doorway to Milliways. But Peter is a big boy, and he can deal with things. (And, as much as he won't admit it, he has missed it.)

But he's not going to take it graciously. So he slouches in, and hides a

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[empath_wiggin]

On his way to a booth, he would more than likely see his sister, firmly ensconsed at a table, with tea, papers, books, and her laptop. She even has a floppy baseball hat on. Some things never change, do they?

[abtruse_wiggin]

Direct path change, and Peter's heading her way now. He pauses behind her for a moment, noting her mood, before grabbing the hat off her head and placing it on his own. "Mine now," He says, smirking.

[empath_wiggin]

She turns, glaring at him. "Argh, Peter, give that back." She wrinkles her nose. "You can't have it now, because you don't even know what I'm writing about." And then there's a pause, and in one long movement, she stands, and hugs him.

[abtruse_wiggin]

"How do you know, huh? I could be a speed -- " And he's interrupted by the hug. He stiffens for a moment, and then hugs her back. "So you heard, huh?" He says, quietly.

[a_lioness]

*Alanna is still sitting in an out of the way booth nursing a cup of coffee when Peter walks in. Incredulous, she stares at him for several minutes, biting her lip and sighing at the twinge of guilt she feels.

She waits for him to notice her, her mouth eventually curving into a fond smile.*

[abtruse_wiggin]

It's not until he gets up to get himself some form of nourishment that he notices her. He's torn on what to do, really. On one hand, he wants to keep avoiding the issue. But on another, he misses her. And he's not going to be an idiot.

So after getting a cold soda from the bar, he heads over, with a crooked and faint smile. "So, I hear there's a knight over here, with many strange and wonderful tales..."

[a_lioness]

*Alanna lets out a relieved breath when he turns and walks toward her. Biting her lip again, she quietly takes the soda from him and sets it aside. Calmly, she kneels on her chair and gives him a big hug.*

Hello, you. *She pulls back, smiling faintly.* Once they might have been strange and wonderful. Now they are more likely to be termed insane.

[abtruse_wiggin]

"Insane?" He gives her a hug back; it's awkward, because he's not sure how to do it anymore, but it's there. "Who'd call them that, around here?"

You do have to wonder what'd be considered strange at Milliways.

[giftedthom]

*A hand on Peter's shoulder lets him know he ain't gettin' away that easy.*

Peter.

[abtruse_wiggin]

Peter doesn't even have to look back to see who it is. "Monkey?"

[giftedthom]

Oh, monkey see.

[abtruse_wiggin]

"But what will monkey do?"