WHO: Adamus Sutekh and OPEN WHAT: Having a late-night snack WHEN: Late Saturday night WHERE: Hinkles WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
Slowly, but steadily, more people from his world were arriving. When he had arrived, he was the only one here from his universe. Now there was him...and Sam...and Marina. He had nothing against either of them. They were good people, and he'd fought by their sides. But the more people who arrived from his world, the more people here who knew who and what he was, and what he'd done.
He'd enjoyed the anonymity of being the only one here from his world. But who was brought here by the dome, by this town, was not something he could control. It brought who it wanted, when it wanted, and asked nobody's permission.
Tonight, he'd spent a good amount of time walking before settling into a booth at Hinkles to fill his stomach. They weren't his favorite cuisine, but they were simple, cheap, and most importantly at this late hour, open. Apparently they were one of the few places open, because it was surprisingly crowded for this time of night.