h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

[Yar] So, uh, yeah. I guess I could type up a flyer of some sort and put it up at the Atelier or something ... [shrugs] Oh yeah, I've also got plans for starting a kind of shop for sorta general occult investigation and locational-exorcism ...

[Mog] Demon-slaying.

[Yar] Well, that too.

Locational-Exorcism is definitely distinguishable from Demon Slaying. You almost never need a sword for an exorcism.

[Mog] I know that, I was just providing commentary on where Yar's mind generally ends up.

[Yar] Hey!

*orders another vanilla latte while amusedly watching Mog and Yar arguing*

*joins Titania watching Mog and Yar*

[Yar] Anyway, uh, yeah, I'm still planning on heading off to the Star Wars galaxy, so I'm gonna go get ready with that stuff ... [heads off to F13675?thread=5296217]

*cleans things*

[Mog] IIEM, the usual.

[IIEM] Right, a triple espresso with an extra shot of espresso, and a shot of espresso on the side (with an extra shot of espresso).

[Mog] And make it strong this time.

IIEM, can I please have a Mog's - but without the espresso on the side?

*IIEM serves a large, empty mug with several individual shots of espresso of varying sizes and intensities, on a platter around it.*

[Mog] [opens his mouth to speak to the IIEM, then shrugs] So yeah.

[The IIEM serves his Usual]

*picking up a major disturbance in the immediate neighbourhood*

*and it isn't dust*

*nor dirt*

*something has changed*

*all systems alert*


*pounding sounds are heard from the interior of the broom closet and the door to the broom closet is showing signs of being close to disintregation*

*rushes in, with bucket of wet cement*

Lordy, I may be too late!

Can the whole broom closet be sealed in, somewhat like the Chernobyl sarcophagus??

There's no time! Quick! Get the Extremely Heavy Item from behind the counter. It's on wheels now, we should just be able to dump it in front of the door. Hurry!

*the huge padlock is still holding strong, but there are, by now, several cracks in the door*

[Mog stands back from the door, entering a combat-ready stance, which, because he is a Moogle, looks rather silly.]

*starts pushing on the Extremely Heavy Item and breaks out in rivulets of sweat without it budging an inch*

I could need some help here.....


Rivulet is SUCH a good word, isn't it?

*Helps Satntra. Together they move the Item into place and begin to dump it into position*

Uh, Yar, a little help here?

[Mog helps push the Item.]

[Mog] Sorry, Yar ran off about a dozen posts ago ...