Somewhere, a door leads not where it's supposed to, but instead - to a bar.
"...Hi," someone very pale and holding themselves carefully says, glancing over the newcomer, "Welcome to Milliways. I'm guessing it's new to you."
"Aww, that's a shame, serious fights suck way less if you can still have fun doing them. I guess that is easier with magic maybe?"
"Technology. Not magic. If I am in a serious fight, I am getting paid - one way or another. One learns to live with it, I find."
"No no, I know guns are technology, I mean, I have magic and this makes fights way more fun. You should get some! It's great!"
"The options I have found so far were not acquirable. Though some consider psionics to be magic." Sharpen, sharpen.