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[Closed - bendytimed to just after the Lensmen arrived]
Late one evening, the Drunken Dragon was facing an invasion - by a small, brown mouse crawling around inside the walls.
Sure, Marco could have just walked in through the door. But this wasn't a meeting he wanted to advertise, so he'd morphed mouse in an empty house a few buildings down, run over to the tavern, and snuck in.
Crawling out of a hole in the wall, Marco climbed onto one of the shelves behind the bar. He run along the shelf, keeping behind the bottles and pottery so that he was out of the customer's sight. When he was behind Kang, he stopped.
<I'll have a Martini - shaken, not stirred,> Marco said in private thought-speak to Kang.
Sure, Marco could have just walked in through the door. But this wasn't a meeting he wanted to advertise, so he'd morphed mouse in an empty house a few buildings down, run over to the tavern, and snuck in.
Crawling out of a hole in the wall, Marco climbed onto one of the shelves behind the bar. He run along the shelf, keeping behind the bottles and pottery so that he was out of the customer's sight. When he was behind Kang, he stopped.
<I'll have a Martini - shaken, not stirred,> Marco said in private thought-speak to Kang.