Day 49: Early Afternoon - Crossroader's Bar and Casino

[zack_fair]

It had been nice to get some time to actually talk to Tifa for longer than a few seconds, but Zack still felt like there was so much that was unsaid between them. That was to be expected, when he'd missed so much (when he'd missed Sephiroth coming back), and yet it nagged at him in a way he wished he could ignore. He thought he'd been handling the

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[dreadofthegrave]

Even though it was raining pretty hard, Battler was more than glad to get outside. Lunch hadn't exactly been very appetizing due the atmosphere of their conversation, and he had no real desire to stick around Erika for any longer than he had to. He doubted that would be the last of what they'd talked about, but he'd deal with that when it came, quickly shuffling his way into the downpour instead of prolonging things

[zack_fair]

Luckily for Zack, it wasn't too long before someone else entered the bar. It might have gotten pretty awkward if he had been left here with the barkeep (who was giving off serious grouch vibes) and nothing to do. While it wasn't a Turk who came to greet him (maybe that was for the best), Zack was still happy to have someone to chat with

[doneinthree]

[from here]

From his earlier exploration of the town, Kirk had made special note of the bar/casino's location - for purely professional reasons, of course. Crossroader's happened to lie on the opposite end of Main Street, but Kirk managed to clear half the distance in a minute. There was probably a joke to be made here about him moving too fast, but if Bones had thought of it, he didn't voice it before they stepped out of his quadrant and into Chekov's, nor did he object to Kirk running off without an explanation. This surprised him only a little: the McCoy he'd known might've had a few words for his tendency to go off half-cocked, but generally (and long-sufferingly) accepted that Jim was going to barrel forward in any given situation. It was a fact of life he'd learned while perfecting his flirting technique: if you simply led the dance, others tended to follow.

Of course, there was another part to it, he realized, and that was that this McCoy was also used to him being the captain. It was one thing to take charge just on your own

[hes_deadjim]

McCoy didn't question the casual guiding tug on his arm, just went with it. Seconds later, he spotted the nurse out of the corner of his eye. She been heading in their general direction, and was guiding patients indoors. With that natural instinct, Jim had spotted her coming long before he had and maneuvered them onwards.

Going right back to the bookstore was something he wanted avoid, especially when he had orders to carry out. The doctor followed Jim as he led the way further down Main Street. He walked just like his Kirk had days ago, all purpose and determination out of sickbay. Clearly he had some idea where he was leading them. McCoy didn't. The town was entirely new to him, every twist and turn a new discovery that reminded him of some of the quainter corners of Earth. The doctor caught up with him until they were shoulder to shoulder

[doneinthree]

Kirk glanced up at the darkening sky again while Bones went over his discussion with his therapist (Venkman, if he recalled correctly). The rain had practically cleared out sidewalks by this point, for the first time giving Doyleton a foreboding ambiance it hadn't quite managed even with the vandalism and frosty reception. But the familiarity of Bones' voice and the brush of his shoulder against his kept his idle thoughts grounded to the present. It was just rain, not a sign of the zombie apocalypse

[hes_deadjim]

McCoy wasn't so sure he approved of breaking into a doctor's office, but at the same time, the circumstances didn't allow for Jim to do otherwise. Certainly not sit around and ask politely. He just hoped that a break in was as criminal as it got around here, at least from the patients' end. He might not like the way the staff handled patients or the fact they'd effectively kidnapped them all, who would? At the same time, he didn't want to see the patients getting violent either. It could easily turn into an 'us' versus 'them'. It was easier still to start dehumanizing the staff, make it simpler to take action against them