Happy Hour

[ushouldcwhatic]

Johnny stopped by the Bar for some fried paradoxes and a beer. But instead he got a note on a napkin.

"Wait, you want me? Oh, all right. Sure. Enjoy your nap."

He saw about fixing up a sign.

Specials
Jedi Mind Trick
Vulcan Mind Meld
Samuel Adams on tap

Non-alcoholic drinks on request.

Stump the psychic and your drink's free.

[tiny tag: Earl

Comments

[killitwith_fire]

"'Stump the psychic,' huh. Well, I'm guessing that's you, right?" Axel asks, leaning against the bar.

[ushouldcwhatic]

Johnny came over to him with a smile, "That's what they call me. I usually go by John though. Really just means probably easy for me to figure what people want."

[killitwith_fire]

Axel grins.

"When you consider that most people don't know what they want themselves, that's still a decent talent."

[ushouldcwhatic]

"Or at least what they'll probably pick, or the outcome of it. Thanks though."

[killitwith_fire]

He shrugged a little.

"That too. So, can you guess what I'm going to order?"

The spiciest thing the 'tender can mix is what he usually gets.

[ushouldcwhatic]

"Maybe," He then offered his hand out to shake, "I'm John by the way."

Easy way to possibly get a vision.

[killitwith_fire]

"Axel," he replies. He hesitates a moment, before shaking John's hand. A couple of things are immediately evident: the first is that Axel's hand is noticeably hotter than any human's, even through the glove. The second is that he's not very good at shaking hands.

And past that... Is fire. Fire in the darkness, fire that consumes-- A city, a town, people... It all blurs together in flickering orange and red and gold.

[ushouldcwhatic]

Visions of flames and burning were something very familiar to Johnny. From his car crash, to visions of Washington in flames.

It took a moment to collect himself.

"Flames," he couldn't help remarking before lowering his hand away. Right about that drink. Something fiery clearly.

[killitwith_fire]

Axel blinks.

"Well, it's not like you need to be very psychic to get that," he replies.

[ushouldcwhatic]

"Saw a bit more," Johnny remarked as he fixed a drink, strong with lots of pepper and hot sauce swirling through the liquor. Almost seemed like it should be smoking as he slid it over to Axel.

[killitwith_fire]

Axel takes a sip, and gives it a considering look before finally grinning.

"Nice," he says. "So what else did you see?"

[ushouldcwhatic]

"A lot of darkness, and there was a city and a town." His visions were always brief scenes. Glimpses of what happened. What might happen.

[killitwith_fire]

"...Huh. There's darkness between the worlds, you know," Axel offers, taking another sip of his drink.

He says nothing about the city, or the town; there have been a lot of those in his life, but only one of each that really matter.

[ushouldcwhatic]

"Space? Or you speaking metaphorically?"

[killitwith_fire]

"I mean literally," Axel replies. "Darkness. Elemental, metaphysical darkness. I can walk between the worlds; that might be what you saw."

[ushouldcwhatic]

"How?" Curious glance back.