Life for the past year has been a series of motel rooms, cheap bars with hollow carvings in their jukeboxes telling stories she doesn't care for, and empty beer bottles lined up on the counters she uses later for practice. There's the occasional postcard to her mother and traveling down the open road from one middle-of-the-fuck-nowhere town to the
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He stops at the sound of footsteps in the alleyway beside him and turns toward the sound of it.
Unfortunately, it's just some wanderer who's armed, not anyone that he can kill first and ask questions about later.
Danny raises an eyebrow and smirks at her. "Nice gun."
Because this is the correct way to start a conversation.
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As in, she hasn't lowered it completely just yet.
"Mind telling me what just happened or are you only here for the wisecracks?"
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It's when she asks what just happened that makes the smirk fade.
"Well, fuck." He looks behind her, but doesn't see anything of interest. It's just an empty alley. "I'm gonna figure you just fell out of a Rift between time and space. Lucky you. You have any idea where you are?"
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Even when she was a little girl, she'd get in trouble for fighting. Once, she nearly left a kid without his balls. She's pissed right now and it's hard to keep that temper in check. "Yeah, real lucky. I'm about to throw a damn party."
She lets out a small, irritated sigh.
"No clue. Enlighten me."
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He really enjoys other people getting pissed off. The narration has no idea why. It's probably something that he'd need therapy to figure out.
"You're in Disneyland. Couldn't you tell from Mickey Mouse and all the rides? Fuck, most people work their whole lives to get to Disneyland, and you're here without having to pay."
Danny pauses. Honestly, it's like he asks to be hit.
"It's Chicago. You're in Chicago."
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Oh look, an asshat.
Jo's had plenty of experience with them. From the guys that loved to pinch her ass at the Roadhouse to the idiots that underestimated her for her size. "You're a trip, really. Can we skip the part where you keep talkin' just to hear the sound of your own voice?"
Because that would be really great.
"Chicago." Damn it. "Anything else I should know?"
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Danny won't pinch her ass or underestimate her, but he will be an asshat without even trying. It comes naturally to him at this point.
"Aw, no, cause that part lasts forever," Danny says with a smirk.
He pauses when she asks the next question.
"Well. You're takin' this pretty well." Danny leans back against the nearest wall. "You can't get back home, even if you've got a Chicago where you're from. You're in another universe, and there's no road back. There are angels, demons, supernaturals, and whatever the hell else manages to falls through the rifts."
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Angels, demons, and supernaturals. It's kind of like home to her.
"One way ticket to a supernatural milkshake."
Rift sounds like it's damn thirsty.
It also doesn't sound safe, but then, one doesn't choose to become a hunter to live their lives buckled up for the violently bumpy ride. As for how she's taking it, it's one thing what she shows and another thing entirely what she feels.
Jo keeps her fears locked up tight even to those that have been close to her. Smartasses she's never met before won't be privy to her thought process.
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"That's about the whole of it," Danny agrees, nodding as if this is all there really is to tell.
And then he remembers that she would probably like a place to live. He's sure that she can take care of herself. She seems like the type since she's five seconds out of the rift holding a gun in her hand and exhibiting a calm demeanor. However, there's no reason to be so much of an ass to force her to find some place on her own.
If she doesn't have any money, she'd be forced to sleep on the streets, and she might run out of bullets before she runs out of trouble there.
"There's a hotel for people who fall through the Rift and others. You can live there for free, get free food, all that. If you're interested." Danny shrugs his shoulders. "It's called the Conrad Hotel. They've got a setup for wanderers down in the basement."
Home, sweet, home.
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