The Ant Guy/ OTA, bring me your tired, your weary, your multiples
If there was one thing he'd learned since arriving here, it was the fact that the residents of Starklandia loved a party. He'd been on house arrest for two years, trapped in the quantum realm for five so he wasn't going to turn down a party. And magic booze? Well what could be wrong with that.
He greeted several people that he'd come to know over the weeks he'd been here, had it been a month already? Now that he had his suit, he was planning on making some trips through the doors, gathering up some things that people had asked for that were bigger than what could usually be brought back.
The music was good, it was music he hadn't heard in a long time so he found a place to sit so he could listen to it and just enjoy being somewhere that he could relax for a while.