guppy_sandhu | Reception

"It must be fabulous to travel."

There's just a hint of envy in her voice.

"I've been spending some time in Alex's world, I tend bar at Milliways every now ant then. I recently made a quilt for a housewarming gift for Guppy and Frogspawn, and have been doing a bit of painting. Keeping busy."

"It gets old." she admits. "It's nice to have a place to call home."

"Painting. That sounds glorious." she considers, "It seems that I have a younger version of myself that visits Milliways now. Perhaps she can take you to meet some famous painters." she offers on behalf of her past self.

"A younger version of yourself? Good Lord! That must get terribly confusing!"

She shakes her head.

"I'd love to see some of the original works when they were a little newer. I don't know that Alex would have much interest."

"I suppose that's why I haven't seen lady bar in some time. I only just found out. It seems that Guppy knows her."

"No I can't quite imagine he would but I suppose it can't hurt to ask." she chuckles.

"How could he resist an invitation from two beautiful ladies? Perhaps you should try leaving a note for your younger self."

That could be either amusing or dangerous.

"Though she might not be from the same version of Earth as you."

"I don't know. Though I have yet to meet anyone like me that isn't from my version of Earth. Of course with Milliways anything is possible."

"Very true. I've often wondered if there are other versions of fables somewhere, but I haven't met any in the bar."

"Perhaps." she smiles. Wondering, "Do you get lonely?"

"Not really. There's one fable in the bar that I don't like or trust, and another showed up recently, but I've only talked to once. A couple of centuries of living in each other's pockets, and a year or so away from them isn't so bad."

Amadna nods, "Who is it that you dont' trust?"

"Goldilocks."

Her tone holds a wealth of distaste.

"She's got a lot of friends around the bar, and claims to have changed, but I just can't bring myself to believe it. At home, everyone thinks she's dead, or she'd be wanted for treason against Fabletown."

Amanda looks suprised to here that, "What did she do?" yes the immortal likes gossip.

"She lead an insurrection, with a lot of the animals at The Farm, against Fabletown. They broke our laws, imprisoned a good man and made him modify mundy weapons to fit the animals. She shot Snow White in the head...you name it, she's crazy. She escaped, and was hit by a truck; we thought her dead. There were trials afterward, and a lot of the participants were executed."

It wasn't a pleasant time.

"She returned later, and tried again to kill Snow White and Bigby Wolf."

"Oh my." Amanda will have to look out for this one.

"The 'no business' rule at the bar keeps us out of each other's hair. I'm just worried for what will happen to all of these people who call her a friend if she ever shows her true colors."

There's really not much danger of that in the bar, but it's a worry all the same.

[OOC: sorry am heading home for the night. May I beg slowtime?]

"Well there isn't much that you can do about that. They will trust and befriend who they will. If they get hurt it is soemthing that they will have to deal with." Amanda has no idea who they are but she is confident in the truth of her statement.

[[ooc: No problem! I'm heading to bed soon, myself!]]

"I would be more comfortable with that if one of her best friends wasn't one of Alex's friends, too. Still, you're right about the rest. I steer clear, and let those who want to risk it be friends with her...it's none of my business what other people choose."

She sips her wine and waves a Alex as he dances with one of other guests.

Amanda watches him for a moment with a smile glad to see he is alright.

"I hope you dont' let him work too hard."

"I don't think anyone can stop him, once he gets a notion into his head. His column is doing well, though, and there's been a couple of more superheroes showing up around his world; that always makes him happy."

"I've a few men like that." she chuckles thinking of Duncan.

"Really, who? If you happen to know."

"One of them is The Flash...he's super fast. There's a guy who's about six inches tall, too, but manages to fight crime--I'm not sure what moniker they're giving him. There's been rumours of others that Alex likes to dig into, but so far, he's still fact-finding."

"The Flash?" okay that catches Amanda's attention, who could forget the Flash.

"I'm pretty certain that's what they're calling him, or he's calling himself. Red suit, with a lightning bolt on it, wings on the hood."

She looks at Amanda curiously.

"You've heard of him?"

Amanda nods, "Yes, he had been in Milliways for a while. At least a version of him." she leave out the part where he was dead. Doesn't think that is relevant.

"Alex would be interested to know that. He doesn't com in anymore, then?"

It happens quite a bit in Milliways.

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