Arrival ][ Voice/Video; Open

[nocushywill]

[ Chase walks into a bar, unaware that he's no longer in New Jersey. Granted, the place looks different from when he last got himself drunk after that whole Dibala incident, but currently he's too preoccupied with leaving his ex-wife, Cameron, a message on her answering machine. Correction: technically, she's still he's wife as he's yet to sign the

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action } { totally not sneaking a tag on my lunchbreak, nope.

[god_ihopeso]

[So Remy has been doing a lot of drinking.

It's not so much that she hates the city -- she hasn't been here long enough for that. It's her own personal demons she's dealing with, but when a very familiar accent orders himself a drink, she starts to worry if she's drinking a little TOO much.

She probably is, but. Details. She turns and she looks]

Chase?

action } { see no evil, hear no evil, nope.

[nocushywill]

[ He turns at the sound of her voice and almost rolls his eyes because the last thing he wants is for her to ask him if he's okay. But then he notices her hair. ]

You've got bangs. Wait. When did you have time to get your hair cut? [ Because Chase is a hundred percent sure she left the hospital at the same time he did. ]

action } { forever

[god_ihopeso]

[ .... and heeeeeeeere we go]

Hold that thought. You're gonna want your drink first.

Re: action } { forever

[nocushywill]

[ He narrows his eyes at first and then lets out a shrug and swallows a shot. ]

So, what is it?

Taub lit your hair on fire by accident? [ Manages a bit of a grin. ] Foreman proposed?

[god_ihopeso]

[oh, god he's back THAT far? this was going to be harder than she thought]

Sorry. Unfortunately it's not something quite that mundane.

[nocushywill]

[ Now he looks worried. ]

What is it?

[god_ihopeso]

[sighs]

We've been kidnapped by a magical city in the middle of a famine.

That's the short version.

[nocushywill]

If this is your idea of a joke, you're not very funny. But hey, nice haircut.

[god_ihopeso]

[silence and just looks at him, the look on her face indicating about how not a joke this is]

[nocushywill]

You're... being serious. [ Starts to look around at all the people in the bar. There's no one else he recognizes; there's usually one or two familiar faces. ] I don't understand...

[god_ihopeso]

[sighs and straightens a bit]

It's called Bete Noire. According to House it's some kind of fabled city of sin. He's been here about a year. I just got here a few weeks ago.

[nocushywill]

But... why? Why are we here? [ He has to wonder if it's got anything to do with the Dibala incident. But no. He can't talk to Thirteen about that. ]

[god_ihopeso]

[shrugs]

Apparently it likes us.

[nocushywill]

[ Frowns. Unbelievable. ] I'm going home. I'll be seeing you at work tomorrow.

[god_ihopeso]

[nods and lets him go. She'll let him figure it out on his own.

once he does, he'll be back.]

I'll see you in about fifteen.

[nocushywill]

[ Shakes his head in disbelief as he walks away. But the moment he steps outside, he knows he's not in New Jersey anymore. The street is not one he's familiar with. Still, he steps further outside and tries to locate his car of all things.

Gone.

Panicking slightly, he heads back inside, goes back to his seat and steals Remy's drink. ]