A fine morning...
Who: Al Swearengen, and anyone close enough to hear him, or stumble upon him.
When: Early morning, sometime after the sunrise.
Where: Second Floor of the hotel, in the hallway outside room #208
What: Al Swearengen's entrance post!
When he woke, it was slowly. The throbbing ache in his skull told Al that the night before had not gone well. Perhaps too ( Read more... )
When: Early morning, sometime after the sunrise.
Where: Second Floor of the hotel, in the hallway outside room #208
What: Al Swearengen's entrance post!
When he woke, it was slowly. The throbbing ache in his skull told Al that the night before had not gone well. Perhaps too ( Read more... )
Kaylee would find herself the focus of a rather critical stare from the older man.. as he every inch of her; from the top of her head, the features of her face, the strange clothes she wore; all the way down to her feet. He did this as she spoke, a brow raised in a curious expression as he waited for her to finish.
At least he was polite enough not to interrupt her. She was cooperating, and that was a massive relief.
Raising his chin, and tearing his critical gaze from the younger girl, Al raised his hand from his chest so he could smooth his meaty fingers over his facial hair. His words, when they came, were growled out, dripping with a condescending flavour.
"I awoke upon a bed like some freshly deflowered bride, with naught a memory of how I got there. Far worse for wear, for if I had been a ravaged virgin, at I'd know my situation far better."
He rambled.. painting a picture with his words instead of coming right out and speaking his mind. Perhaps it was his way of calming his nerves.
"What I am curious about, Miss Kaylee, is the means by which I have arrived here, and by who's whim.. as I am a rather busy man and I do not take kindly to being escorted unawares.."
((OOC: This is the last for me tonight, I'm afraid.. but I'll be up early in the morning! :3))
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"Well I walked here, some folks have driven, others have fallen out of the sky and landed out in the snow," she informed him, thinking about Castiel's arrival which had injured him so. "But you're the first I've heard of that just woke up in their bed here. Generally, everyone comes in the front door and ends up in the lobby so they can pick up their room key, do you already have your key?" she asked curiously, intregued by the fact that his arrival was so different from everyone before him.
"I'm sorry I'm gettin' ahead of myself," she said going back so she could answer his questions. "This is a hotel, called The Hotel California, none of us know how or why we are all here. And I'm sorry but," she paused having a feeling he was going to take this well, "the way we figure it, their ain't no way to leave once you're here."
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The comment, of course, had been to amuse. As much himself as the girl who listened to it, for no matter how horrible of a person he could be in the past, he was not -always- an inconsolable monster.
Her reply back to him had the man assuming that she was merely joking with him.. until she spoke of someone falling out of the sky. And the name of the hotel.. and that none of them could ever leave? Al, for a few brief moments, found himself without the capability of finding the words with which to respond.
Briefly.
"Did that scum-swallowing hoople-head Hurst put you up to this? Choked me out with chloroform and merrily escorted here by a gang of his Pinkerton cock-sucker minions? California? Jesus Christ, almighty!"
His hands began to wave as he spoke.. showing his exasperation. It wasn't quite manic, but Kaylee could definitely tell that he was not exactly.. happy about this.
"You mean to tell me that there's no way of leaving? As in how? Who's authority?"
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"Also," she paused, not sure if she should really ask her next question, but figured she might as well get it all out in the open at once. Like ripping off a band-aid. "This might sound like a wierd quesion, but what year is it for you?"
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The growled words spit from his mouth like venom from the jaws of a cobra. Indeed, his agitation was beginning to show.. in the way the left side of his forehead throbbed lightly, and one of his eyelids began to droop. Perhaps he wasn't entirely recovered from the stroke he'd suffered a few months previous.
His chin rose when she asked her last question, his demeanor beginning to melt into something far more lucid at such a statement. Indeed, a weird question to ask. It caught him off guard, admittedly.
"1877. Be there some fucking reasoning for your asking?"
He didn't exactly wait for her answer.. for he was turning his back and beginning his heavy-footed stride down the hall. Al was intent on getting some answers.. even if that meant cutting them out of someone's belly. If she intended to answer him, she'd have to follow him.. and quickly.
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"I asked because I'm from 2517!" she shouted at his retreating back. "Fong luh hwoon dahn," she muttered under her breath. It wasn't very charitable of her, but she was tired and hungry and she was just trying to help. If he didn't want to hear it from her, that was fine, he could find someone else, but no one else was going to tell him anything different. She followed him down the hall but only so far as the elevator, where she stopped, hitting the button and waiting for it to arrive. She was going to breakfast.
Translation: Crazy bastard
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He paused in step, about to give her another flavorful piece of his mind.. but her other comment had finally sunk in. That, and well.. there seemed to be some strange metal -door- in the way where a staircase might be.
He'd had it in his right mind to tell the girl that this was all some sort of horrible prank.. but any further resistances his paradigm clutched to.. shattered the moment the elevator door dinged and slid open.
Al stood silent.. his jaw draped nearly as wide as the doors stood ajar. This.. He'd never seen anything like this in his life.
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"....What... year did you say you were from, again?"
If ever there was a moment that he'd begun to believe a word that Kaylee had said, now was the time.
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"Are you hungry?" she asked. "I find this is the kind of information that's easier to take on a full stomach, and the best thing about this place is the food."
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Beyond stood a completely different area from the one he'd been in when he originally entered the elevator. It must have been quite a sight or Kaylee to see a man such as Al so humbled by a simple thing as an elevator. But given his time period, not at all surprising.
"... Believe you as I may, I fear my eating would not be within your best interest."
The idea of how quickly his body may reject the food due to his currently shocked status cut down the idea of eating it. Instead, when he stepped from the elevator, he began to move briskly towards the lobby area, following a sign that pointed towards the front desk.
"Mayhaps a better idea of my surroundings is in order, instead."
((I'm gonna fade to black here, darling. School's getting really hectic and it's hard for me to keep up, even with little email posts! Thanks for playing with me. You're a doll. <3))
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She wasn't terribly surprised by his unfamiliarity with the elevator considering what time he was from, but wasn't going to make a big deal about it since she didn't think that would be very nice. Instead she just watched him walk away before heading in the direction of breakfast.
What a strange way to start the day.
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