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[henry_jones_jr]

* Indy's been sitting at the bar for some time. Alone. Knocking back the whiskey and staring off into nothingness. Pretty typical night really. Drinking and thinking. Thinking and drinking. The rats don't care. He drinks his share, pays his tab with various oddments and priceless artifacts, falls over once in a while, flirts a bit when Tere isn't

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[silverageflash]

Flash walks up, slowly, to the man. He tries to forget that he almost knows who this man, or his cinematic version.

"Professor, Jones, right?"

[henry_jones_jr]

* having been pestered by a speedy kid in an orange outfit last night while he was in the dourest moments of his hangover, Indy raises an eyebrow at the Flash *
Did you just grow a lot and change costume kid?

[silverageflash]

"Er, no. This is my costume, and this is me. And we haven't met till now. Though the idea that you think I'm someone else...

"Well, there are other speedsters out there. But I'm not them. I think.

"Anyway, I'm the Flash."

Boy, is he confused now.

[henry_jones_jr]

* he eyes the Flash suspiciously, but eventually relaxes and offers a handshake *
Sorry... I mixed you up with someone else. I am indeed Dr Jones. But you can call me Indy.

* he shrugs *

The other guy just caught me at a bad time is all. Again... my apologies. Can I get you a drink?

[silverageflash]

"A beer will do find, er, Indy.

"How long have you been here?"

[henry_jones_jr]

* he turns back from ordering the beer *
Four months or so now... but it seems like only yesterday I walked in. How about yourself?

[silverageflash]

"About three months ago. And time does have a way of getting mucked up here. But then I can't really make heads or tails of this place anyway.

"Not to be nosey, but you're not dead, right?"

[henry_jones_jr]

* he tilts his head *
Not as far as I know... though this place has a way of making me think I am recently. At least in terms of dulling my memories and forcing me to continually neglect my responsibilites back home. But hell... who would want to leave this place? It's got everything a man could need... and women to boot.

I'm from 1937 by the way. A professor of archaeology and... * he mumbles something about obtainer of rare antiquities *

[silverageflash]

"I'm from the late 20th century. And believe it or not, but your career is sometihng I've heard a bit about.

"I don't know if I want to stay here forever. See, I am dead, and while this is relaxing, it's not where I think I am suppsed to end up. Oh, and my wife would kill me - again - if I spent much time with the women here.

"Though off the record I will admit many are quite attractive."

[henry_jones_jr]

* he frowns *
My reputation seems to precede me often in this place. I don't quite see how. I'm just your run of the mill treasure hunter really. Not sure what I did that's so legendary...

Maybe it's something I do in the future?

* he shakes the thought out of his head *
Your wife killed you?

[silverageflash]

He laughs.

"No. Far from it. I just meant that even though I'm ded, she would find a way to kill me. Which she really wouldn't do.

"I'm just an old-fashioned midwestern husband, that's all. And while I'm not blind, I am in love.

"As for your, er, legend, it's probably based on lots of rumor and gossip about a couple of things you did, or are purported to have done. I wouldn't worry about it."

[henry_jones_jr]

* he chortles *
Love...

* his eyes cloud over, and he changes subject *

Well... maybe the whole Ark thing got some just public airtime in the end. Last thing I knew, the government had locked it up in some warehouse. That's about the only thing I can think of which would merit me any kind of recognition. Not so much for finding it... but for keeping out of Hitler's hands.

* he smiles *
It's here you know?

[silverageflash]

He thinks about it, and smiles. He figures he can fugde it, a little.

"That makes sense. See, as far as I know, the Ark never resurfaced. Which makes for a lot of rumors and tales in the end.

"And which probably helps shove the Ark through a door of its own into this place. But it's probably much safer here."

[henry_jones_jr]

* he nods *
Got that right. Mind you... Dr Lecter thought he'd have a peek inside. He got lucky. The Ark decided to deny him the opportunity... and it hasn't been seen since. I had a little chat with him about his curiousity. But it still begs the question of where it went.

Probably in the staff quarters or something. You're right... safer most likely.

* he shrugs *
Out of sight, out of mind. Which is just fine by me.

* he swirls the last drops of whiskey around in the bottom of his glass, and tips his head back, dribbling the liquor into his open mouth *

Well Flash... it's been great meeting you. Enjoy the beer, and catch me again when you're next around. I'm normally sitting right here.

* with a friendly smile, he adjusts his hat down and makes his way over to the stairs *

[silverageflash]

"See you around." Flash drinks his beer and ponders the fate (and actual existence) of the Ark as the legendary Dr. Jones leaves.