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Jan 19, 2008 22:32

Ellen Harvelle doesn't know her bar like the back of her hand. As folks like to point out sometimes, who goes around staring at the back of their hand like they're out to memorize it? What use'll that ever be ( Read more... )

asakura yoh, josh lyman, charlie mcgee, ellen harvelle, tom (re your brains)

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re_mybrains January 20 2008, 03:56:42 UTC
Tom glances up from over at the bar, and his mouth twists ruefully. Newbie alert!

Standing up, he comes closer, calling, "You look lost. First time in?"

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roadhouse_ellen January 20 2008, 03:59:20 UTC
She fixes him with a look.

"First time in where?"

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re_mybrains January 20 2008, 04:03:13 UTC
. . . Whoo, that's a look you don't mess with.

He gestures at the bar. "Here -- Milliways. It's, uh . . . This'll sound either crazy or dumb, but it's a magic bar."

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roadhouse_ellen January 20 2008, 04:16:46 UTC
Ellen still hasn't let go of the door. "Well, between those two choices, I'm gonna have to go with 'dumb,'" she says.

Either on his part for thinking that, or on hers for letting someone edge in through the less normal locks she's got on the Roadhouse.

"You got a better explanation?"

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re_mybrains January 20 2008, 04:21:56 UTC
Apologetic: "Nope. I mean, the alternative explanation is that we're all crazy, and I've -- I'm not real fond of that explanation. Also, um . . ."

He trails off, glancing off towards the Window. "I don't think I could go crazy enough to hallucinate the End of the Universe."

Beat.

"Um," he adds hastily, "most people get pretty freaked by the view. So's you know."

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roadhouse_ellen January 20 2008, 04:34:02 UTC
She follows his glance in what's meant to be one quick, assessing look. It goes on for a little longer than Ellen intends when it reaches its destination.

Her lips thin. Flatly: "Yeah, I can see why." She plants both hands on her hips. "You think that's real?"

Ellen doesn't.

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re_mybrains January 20 2008, 04:41:40 UTC
"Lady," frank, "I saw enough unbelievable shit back home that taking that leap of faith wasn't too hard."

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roadhouse_ellen January 20 2008, 04:59:09 UTC
"Yeah, like what?"

She slides her glance over to Tom, just as frank.

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re_mybrains January 20 2008, 05:02:11 UTC
"Hordes of zombies?"

Singing zombies.

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roadhouse_ellen January 20 2008, 05:20:23 UTC
...Huh.

The frankness doesn't change, and the surprise is only mild at best. After a moment, one half of Ellen's mouth quirks into a slight smile, and she crosses her arms.

"That's a shit way to get into it," she remarks.

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re_mybrains January 20 2008, 05:36:53 UTC
"Yes it is."

Beat.

"Get into what?"

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roadhouse_ellen January 20 2008, 05:47:35 UTC
Ellen's eyebrows go up.

(There aren't a lot of people who'd be more surprised by that kind of statement than they would by the phrase hordes of zombies.)

"Hunting," she says.

Not just hunting, either. The life.

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re_mybrains January 20 2008, 05:53:46 UTC
Right back atcha with the eyebrow raising.

"I -- wouldn't call it hunting? More like surviving."

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roadhouse_ellen January 20 2008, 05:55:41 UTC
"That'll do it, too."

A pause, and then there's nothing slight about the smile she's giving him.

"I'm Ellen."

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re_mybrains January 20 2008, 06:42:59 UTC
Well, hey.

He offers a hand, and a quick smile in return. "Tom. Nice to meet you."

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roadhouse_ellen January 21 2008, 04:40:51 UTC
Her grip's firm but easy, hand rough. "Same to you.

"You been at it long?"

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