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[hadyougoing]

Well, gee, Milliways prom was a mixed bag. Maybe it's because it was run by at least one vampire? But although she saw Riley and Sam and danced with Trowa, Elle was a WEIRDO (they're still totally hanging out later) and Ruby showed up

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[theseventhson]

There are a number of things that Septimus does in order to try to kill some of the time that he seems to have so much of. One of these, incidentally, is weapons check. To be honest, it's not a habit he picked up in Milliways; ever since the first time one of his brothers made an attempt on his life, he's known the importance of keeping one's arsenal in working condition. (For the curious, the dagger meant for the then-preadolescent Septimus did about as much damage as a letter opener. Mildly painful but not lethal.)

The morning finds him at a booth, every piece of weaponry he had on him upon coming to Milliways laid out on a cloth of the table. The waitrats, for their part, are giving him a wide berth. For once, however, he isn't glowering. Going through the motions of checking his things is a bit of a calming ritual, for what little it's worth throughout the rest of the day.

[hadyougoing]

Septimus, as it happens, is one of the people Ava doesn't mind running into. Eventually she'll need to get dressed and head to work, but for now she has caffeine and time to spare.

She pads curiously towards Septimus' table, eyeing the array of pointy, shiny and stabby. Her expression begins curious, but gradually, she begins to smile.

Soft:

"Wow."

[theseventhson]

He glances up a few times before Ava speaks up, expression going from vaguely content to slightly puzzled to mildly concerned in a matter of moments. Eventually his expression cycles back to somewhere between the first and second.

"Anything catch your eye?"

[hadyougoing]

Her expression brightens briskly, as if she were returning to attention.

"Oh, I don't know ..."

A sip of her coffee. She comes a little closer and peers at the array.

"I might have to go with the spurs." Smile. "They're awesome and classy. But, uh--"

She gestures towards a particularly wicked-looking dagger with her mug.

"I like that one."