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Lady Marian is practically radiating.

It's not because Robin came to Milliways. It's not because she made it on to the Milliways security force. It's not because she applied for another job doing something she knows well. It's not because she's finished her embroidery, gotten out of her engagement to Sir Guy, or solved the riddle of the tyranny in her home.

No. All those are tiny things.

It is, in fact, because her elder sister, Ilori, has come to Milliways at last!

Even though it's been a few days since they ran into each other Marian has not run out of hope they should bump into each other once more. You did know Ilori has always been her idol and mentor, who she'd always held in the highest esteem. The best big sister a girl could ask for and the most gracefully mannered Lady at court to learn from.

And now she was here in Milliways! What was there not to be radiant about?

Marian, sipping a cup of tea in a china set and wearing her security badge on a chain, is seated in a booth, looking wistfully to the doors everytime they open.

She would adore company.

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Marian sat down at the bar where an assortment of papers and pens arrived very quickly from bar. She missed the hint of the mirror that arrived with it, thinking Bar had somehow mistaken her request for things to write in search of the new epidemic. She wrote rather quickly, but still clearly, and once she was done she walked over and attached it securely in the center of the notice board.

Dear Milliways Patrons,

Have you or someone you know recently been reconnected with a long lost, perfect relative/love interest/best friend? Is this person literally the girl of your dreams, who seems physically, mentally, emotionally and supernaturally able to take on any daunting task life might throw their way? Is she just the most amazing person you've ever met in your life?

Seeking to find persons of this caliber for important work, please send a response about your said person to Lady Marian care of The Bar.

After that Marian went back to the bar and wrote three letters. All were signed, sealed and vanished with no fanfare.

( To All Security Personnel )

( To Ray Stanz, To Sarge Wells )

[OOC: Please do be leaving in the comments of this post the doting notes on your newest and more beloved Mary Sue, if you are still under her spell, or even long winded rants of those Mary Sue's who've wrecked your relationships and messed with your head, if you have figured out what's happened to you.

You'll probably get a follow-up interview with Marian or any Security pup who's willing and able to do the job.]