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[shotomgwtfbear]

He's got a cocky sort of arrogance to him; the way he walks makes it seem like he thinks he rules the world, and he does think that, and on the island, at least, he ruled a little part of it. But this isn't the island

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[tell_shannon]

Sawyer can then have a guy who's been dead for -- a while now, and definitely buried, looking a little shocked to see him. "....Sawyer?"

Typist: *licks, pounces, and steals away*

[shotomgwtfbear]

He blinks for a moment, an equally shocked expression crossing his face before it returns to his usual passive expression. "...right. Definitely hallucinogens." He quirks an eyebrow. "So, zombie boy, got any wise words to tell me? Anything my subconscious is trying to let me know?"

*flirts with the pretty typist?*

[tell_shannon]

That gets a confused blink. "...'Zombie boy'? What are you talking about?" He pauses a moment, then, "Jack was going to -- ...oh."

[shotomgwtfbear]

"My subconscious ain't that intelligent, obviously." Sawyer's quirked eyebrow raises a little higher. "Unless you're tellin' me that this is all real and that you're somehow alive again?"

[his_plusone]

She tips her head at the man and offers a congenial smile.

"Welcome to civilization then. Who's Locke?"

[shotomgwtfbear]

Sawyer rolls his eyes. "Who, Mr. Clean? He's a bald guy with a case full of knives and a holier-than-thou attitude to boot. Thinks he knows everything 'bout the island we were on, when he actually knew nothin' at all."

"Sawyer, by the way," he moves as if to offer a hand, but thinks better of it, as it's covered in dirt.

[his_plusone]

"Well. There's no Locke here." She promises. "This is the Hotel, and it's pretty easy to understand. And the beach isn't that bad either."

"Rose." And she offers her hand anyways. "Rose Tyler."

[shotomgwtfbear]

"I'm still not quite convinced this ain't a hallucination, since I just saw someone who's s'posed to be long dead," he shakes her hand, eyeing her up a little, "but it's already a hell of a lot better than where I used to be. It's nice to meet you, Rose."

[aequitassanctus]

"Amen," Murphy replies with a bit of a grin. "Welcome t'the Hotel of Fuck Knows Where."

[shotomgwtfbear]

"Thanks for the welcome, pal. Know of any place I could get cleaned up a bit?" He gestures at himself slightly. "The name's Sawyer. I'd offer to shake hands, but who knows what sorts of fun and entertaining tropical diseases 've picked up from that god-forsaken place."

[aequitassanctus]

"My name's Murphy," he replied, looking a bit curious, but amused. "Yeah. There's a bathroom right over there, but yer probably lookin' more fer somethin' like a room. Check the desk; they keep all the keys there."

[shotomgwtfbear]

"Will do," he says, strolling over to the front desk. "So, what's the story behind this place? Or is the history here a mystery--" Sawyer trails off, suddenly finding an envelope with his name on it. "Huh. Spooky."

[coffeemagic]

Ianto just raises an eyebrow and moves toward the desk. "Let's get you your key, then," he says, smooth and near impersonal. "Sign in, please."

[shotomgwtfbear]

And that's the sort of attitude that sets Sawyer's nerves on edge; someone telling him what to do.

"Whoa, hold on, wait a minute. Who the hell are you?"

[coffeemagic]

As he takes his seat behind the desk, he glances up, gives a small, cool smile. "Ianto Jones. Hello, Mister..." With a pause to glance down at the envelope-- "Sawyer."

[shotomgwtfbear]

"Well, Mr. Jones," he imitates Ianto's tone slightly, "since you seem to know what you're doing, can you tell me where this is?"

[trion_prince]

Here's apparently a young man with carroty hair, head to one side. "Were you shipwrecked?"

[shotomgwtfbear]

"Shipwr--" He pauses for a moment. "Does that even happen to people anymore? Nah, our plane crashed when we were flying out of Sydney. We've been stranded on that island for about 3 months -- but not anymore for me, apparently."

[trion_prince]

"It was you who mentioned an island," Turlough offered in his own defense.. "That's what first came to mind. No, you're stranded here now. Sorry about that."

[shotomgwtfbear]

"Better than an island with monsters," Sawyer quips. "As long as it's got free food, I'll be the happiest man in the world."