Things are different today, I hear every mother say...

[nyc_detective]

WHO: nyc_detective and open!
WHERE: A bar
WHEN: Late this evening
WARNINGS: It's hard out here for an Assistant Commissioner.
SUMMARY: Elisa goes drinking. Feel free to join her.
FORMAT: Likely quicklog.

Comments

[yippiekiyay]

[Not hard to picture McClane in a joint like this.]

This seat taken?

[nyc_detective]

All yours now, Chief.

[yippiekiyay]

Thanks.

[He settles in, all too comfortable with this place, setting his own beer down after a swig.]

Startin' to see why this porter thinks people in shiny capes and tights who can kill mountains are the people to bring to this place. Apparently, swatting flies with nukes is all they do here.

[nyc_detective]

I wouldn't know, I didn't go to L.A.

[Is she moody? You betcha, but she's going to make her best effort anyway. ]

[grey1911]

[Aaron is not an uncommon visitor to bars, tonight he nurses a whiskey straight. After L.A., everything he tried to accomplish this past week by working on non-imPort related cases feels undone. Even off duty, he's reading a personal notebook that has case details jotted in it while he drinks.]

[nyc_detective]

[ Elisa's surprised to see him there. ]

Hey.

[grey1911]

Hello.

[He's at least polite enough to close the notebook, and he's sans glasses for once as he finishes off the whiskey, and orders another.]

Difficult week.

[nyc_detective]

Detective Grey, you are the master of understatement. No glasses tonight?

[newbvampire]

[Seras normally wouldn't be in a bar, but she needed to get out of the flat for a while. Sir Integra had been on a rampage since the Major had escaped, and this seemed like the last place she'd look for her. Hence why she's currently hiding in a booth at the back.]

[nyc_detective]

[ You can't hide from Elisa, though! ]

Hiding?

[newbvampire]

[She stares up surprised.]

Trying to ma'am. I guess I'm not very good at it.

[nyc_detective]

Hah, we're both off the clock. Just call me Elisa, okay?

[wantsapprentice]

[ He isn't the type to frequent bars (or at least, not in person), but sometimes, it's good to be reminded of his roots -- to step away from the screens and remember he's flesh and blood.

He doesn't plan on staying long, an eyebrow lifting when he sees who else is here. Still, he doesn't miss a beat, leaning over the counter to make his request. ]

[nyc_detective]

[ Even after a few drinks, Elisa recognizes him. No way. Why was he here now?? ] What are you doing here.

[wantsapprentice]

[ He glances at her briefly but doesn't stop his conversation with the bartender. The man disappears into the back room before he finally addresses her. ]

What does it look like I'm doing?

[ "Something illegal!" is the wrong answer. ]

[nyc_detective]

[ "Something illegal" is the first thing that springs to mind. ]

Looks are deceiving.

[bigjalapeno]

The whole sleeping-without-turning-to-stone thing had taken some getting used to that day. Luckily he could crash at Elisa's place, but it still felt weird. What felt even weirder, was meeting her at this bar, which was completely full of... what he assumed were all humans. At least most of them looked human, while he... well. He may have stood out a little.

Still, Elisa assured him it would be okay to walk around in public. He wore a hat just in case, but... it didn't seem to help.

[nyc_detective]

Broadway!

[ How on earth did he find a hat so fast? He looked distinctly uncomfortable, but really, most of the people in the bar were ImPorts and used to unusual people. ]

Come on, sit down.

aaand i remember to quicklog XD

[bigjalapeno]

[He has his hat sources everywhere. It's his unwritten power.]

Elisa, are you sure about this? It feels... weird. [Still, he obediently sits down next to her, taking up two barstools. Oh, hey! Free bar nuts.]

aaand i remember to tag back! XD

[nyc_detective]

If anybody tries to throw you out, then they'll have a very irritated Assistant Commissioner to deal with. You want anything to drink?