Oh Hello Again

[iamnotpolaris]

This isn't Emily's dorm room.
This is Milliways! Awesome.
"Hi, Bar," she says cheerfully. "Looks like I'm the first one in at the moment, huh?" she says, looking around at the otherwise-empty room.

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[middlingalong]

"Then yes. I believed he existed until I was seven, and then I received Winterfair socks and realized this was a very human injustice."

[iamnotpolaris]

"Pfffft."

[middlingalong]

"More recently, I only narrowly escaped dressing up as him for a pageant whose originally intended sole cast member over the age of eight fell ill. He got better in plenty of time and his sister did not have to paste a beard on me."

[iamnotpolaris]

"I have never come close to having to dress up as Santa Claus, I'll tell you that."

[middlingalong]

"Really? Santa Claus is not a pretty twentysomething girl?"

[iamnotpolaris]

"Nope. Bearded old man with a jolly red suit and a tummy like a bowl of jelly."

[middlingalong]

"Father Frost is as often seen in shades of blue."

[iamnotpolaris]

"Well, they don't seem to be quite the same character, even if they share a certain spiritual kinship." She looks him over. "You don't quite seem to suit the role of an old man either."

[middlingalong]

"I'm not quite twenty-six," he smiles. "The beard would have been rather overworked."

[iamnotpolaris]

"The poor dear. Such a tragic fate, so narrowly avoided."

[middlingalong]

"The fellow who did wind up taking the part was only thirty himself but still."

[iamnotpolaris]

"Ah well. At least *you* escaped unscathed."

[middlingalong]

"I am unharmed. By that." Perhaps unconsciously, he picks at a fairly fresh-looking scar on his knuckle. Actually, he's got several of those.

[iamnotpolaris]

"Ooh, are you alright?"

[middlingalong]

"Hm? Oh, I'm fine. It's a long story."

[iamnotpolaris]

"Did I mention Milliways freezes time in your world of origin while you're inside?"

[middlingalong]

Ivan snorts. "Well, the short version of the long story is that I was kidnapped and locked in a seawall and viciously attacked the walls, doing them no damage whatsoever and opening a few holes in my hands."

[iamnotpolaris]

"Oh, dear. That's terrible, I'm so sorry."

[middlingalong]

"I'm all right. Got to medical in fairly short order, th'bastard who did it got a nerve disruptor to the - hm, I don't actually know where he got it to, but somewhere appropriately central - other innocent and dubiously innocent parties to the matter are all also all right."

[iamnotpolaris]

"Well. That's good, anyway."

[middlingalong]

"Quite. And we stopped a plot to destroy the Imperium while we were at it."

[iamnotpolaris]

"Ooh, nice. I can't say I've ever thwarted something so dramatic myself, but my father helped save the world once."

[middlingalong]

"And you only have the one, so extra points, what was wrong with the world?"

[iamnotpolaris]

"Does the Cuban Missile Crisis still mean anything to future people?"

[middlingalong]

"...Nnnno? If it were not for context I could not even be confident that Cuba is an Earth location."