Oct. 22nd, 2015

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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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The local militia captain rapped on the doorframe, "We've found the suspect, Judge."

"Excellent! Bring me to him. Let's get this headache over with," Theod replied.

A short walk later, the captain gestured to a door. "He's in here."

Theod held himself tall and thought of the ideals that had brought him to The Judge's Order. He hasn't been out in the field long, but even a new judge's rough cloth robe and wooden badge of office can project the presence of the original for long enough to make an imposing entrance.

Stepping through the door to a suddenly hushed room, he asks "Which is the accused?"

He's presented with a slightly bruised man, hands tied with ropes.

"Do you swear to tell me the truth today, as I have sworn to use that knowledge well?"

The man growls "Yes", which Theod knows is true, and then "Much good may it do you!"

There is a feeling of overwhelming light, and cracks in it, spreading through space.

When he can make sense of his surroundings, he is... not there.
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(While neither thread is intended to begin a larger glowfic, the Emily in this thread is specifically intended to be the Emily from http://glowfic.dreamwidth.org/18547.html)

Oh, look, Milliways!
Emily takes out a notebook and scribbles down the question she had for her professor so she won't forget it if she ends up spending a lot of time or is otherwise distracted, then strolls cheerfully into the bar.
"Hi, Bar! Can I get some kind of milkshake or something, please?"
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Milliways. Oh, bless.
Dr. Xavier could have finished her shift, made it home, and buried her head in a pillow if she had to. But this is much easier.
"Hi, Bar, can I have a stimulant that won't interfere with my judgement or dexterity or anything like that?"
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Nick, in a full environment suit like any sensible person would wear in untamed wilderness, is overseeing a small swarm of robots harvesting various useful plantlife from the uninhabited parts of a sparsely settled planet, when something suddenly comes tearing through the undergrowth towards him and it's not showing up on scanners-

He raises his hand-phaser, notices it has a mirror for a face and hesitates a little too long. And then he is in a clearing, cut off from his ship and 'bots, with all available sources of data telling him he just went through a jump.

What.
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