(no subject)
The young woman who walks through the door tonight missed the violent kerboom that brought temporary chaos down on the bar. ... At least, she missed the kerboom and immediate after-effects. The general sense of unease - that patron casting wary looks toward the infirmary, that passing waitrat looking unusually harried - - is still hanging around, though, and Sariel Rager isn't generally one to miss those sorts of things.
Is something wrong, sir?
It's only when she reaches Bar that she appreciates the crystal hanging in the air for what it is. Or at least, what it appears to be.
Puzzled, mildly concerned-looking twenty-something in a red uniform standing at Bar, a newly materialized mug of what looks like hot chocolate (blame Sonya) held in both hands.
What's been happening in here?
Is something wrong, sir?
It's only when she reaches Bar that she appreciates the crystal hanging in the air for what it is. Or at least, what it appears to be.
Puzzled, mildly concerned-looking twenty-something in a red uniform standing at Bar, a newly materialized mug of what looks like hot chocolate (blame Sonya) held in both hands.
What's been happening in here?