Jamie Hastings (The Heir books) and Great (Violinist of Hameln) - panfandomy bar

[mm_danii]

In one corner of a meetingplace between universes, there is a young man. Dressed as would befit someone someone of his age and not too much stature in 1870s New York, he nonetheless cuts a fine figure as he sips at his beer. Any smile he gives seems to make promises and his eyes always seem to find yours. It's not intentional. It's really

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[will_scarlett]

Will should be resting but he's bored of the infirmary and so comes out and collapses next to Jamie with a wince.

His clothing is medieval but smells more of a hospital than anything else.

[mm_danii]

He looks sideways and blinks at the poor young thing.

"Something the matter, lad?"

[will_scarlett]

"Oh aye, sir, just got in a bit o'a trouble was all. Dinna think I've seen ye 'ere 'fore."

[mm_danii]

"I'm here often enough," he said, and he had enough charm that perhaps Will might believe him even though he hadn't ever seen him.

"I just keep out of sight. Today's a good day, though, so I'm havin' myself a drink properly."

[will_scarlett]

"Been gone for a while meself so probably missed ye, sir. I'm Will Scarlett, what are ye drinkin'?"

There's a rather strong touch of envy in his voice, Guppy won't let him drink.

[mm_danii]

"This is just a beer," he admitted with a faint smile.

"You can have mine if you like. If you're really craving it."

[will_scarlett]

"Will get in trouble cause will mess with me meds, but does look good."

[mm_danii]

"They're all quacks, 'doctor's," he said with the authority of a man from the 1870s. "You should have what you like."

[will_scarlett]

Now Will trusts Guppy and wants to be safe but its beer,

"Pass it o'er then."

[mm_danii]

He passed it over.

"Got a name, handsome?"

He's not really flirting so much as... well, it comes naturally.

[will_scarlett]

Will looks really confused but takes a good long drink of beer,

"Told ye 'fore, Will Scarlett, sir."

[mm_danii]

He raised an eyebrow before chuckling.

"All right, then."

He's not quite familiar with ancient heroes talking to him.

"Will, as you like. And what brings you here?"

[will_scarlett]

"A chance door. Do ye 'ave a name, sir?"

[mm_danii]

"Jamie," he said. But the name seemed somewhat stale, as if he hadn't really used it. Something dark hung behind his eyes. Something that the smile hid a second later.

"Jamie Hastings. My pleasure."

[will_scarlett]

"Sound like ye're English."

Darkness is familiar to Will and hands the beer back.

[mm_danii]

He put it between them without taking a sip.

"My family's from England. We moved to the new world a few years back. It didn't end up doing any good, but my father was trying."