Nathan entered the bar through the Front Door, the busy sounds of an active casino in the background. He shut the door behind him just as another slot machine hit jackpot. He walked further in, and looked back at the door. For once relieved at seeing the door vanish ( Read more... )

Outside.
The sun's warm on Sooraya's face, and it's quiet. She can hear herself think.
Bar's too much for her, just now.
She'd rather someplace where she doesn't feel walls locking her in, and there are fewer people. Not none, but...mostly she needs to be able to stretch a bit.

She has to drill, and means to get the kata down perfectly before she ( Read more... )

[OOM: The Americans claimed to be dragon slayers when they turned up on Quinn's doorstep. And now, they get to prove it... only things don't turn out like they'd planned ( Read more... )

*There's an Andrew in the bar.*

*He's looking a lot more cheerful than he did last time he was here.*

There are Americans on the other side of that door. Americans. There hasn't been anything in the sky for twenty years, and the shipping lanes've been closed nearly as long. The roads of Britain haven't been run in five years, not that Quinn knows of, and there hasn't even been word out of the other fortresses of the North- but there are Americans ( Read more... )

It's hard to calculate the date here exactly. In what Lan thinks of as the real world, it's late winter, early in the month of Jumara; he walked from there to Milliways' late autumn. The few times he's seen dates listed, they've been with strange months, and the Earth folk he knows seem to use a strange system with weeks of only seven days ( Read more... )

[OOM: Some days start off better than others. And some days... well... some days really, really don'tThe door opens on a chill grey day in England; the man who walks through could not possibly look less like someone of a society capable of producing the blaster riffle in his hands if he tried. At the sight of the Bar he staggers, nearly losing his ( Read more... )

[OOM: After Eddie's rescue, such as it is, life goes on at the castle.

There's still a long damn road ahead, no matter how much difference the Bar's ever made.]

[OOM: Quinn and Creedy leave Milliways for the world they know all too well, and the human race loses that much more ground.]

Quinn comes down the stairs, thinking-

Well, we'll never know what he's thinking. He's just seen the puppet swarm.

"CREEDY!" he bellows. "Get your arse in here right now! We're going home!"

Rescuing Eddie from that dragon cannot be worse than this.