002: [ location: new found out ] & [ visual ]

[deserveadeath]

The transmission opens to show a view of the inside of a rather old-fashioned naval style English pub. There's a cheerful looking girl with curly hair behind the bar and she's upside down. ...She hasn't really worked out the tablets yet.

"Hello, captive audience. Literally." She laughs, looking pleased at her own wit. "My name is Annie Sawyer, and

Comments

[Visual]

[iam_thebadwolf]

"Sounds like a nice proper pub to me," Rose says with a smile. "You're new here, yeah?"

[Visual]

[deserveadeath]

"Oh, it is. Got all the proper pub stuff. Glasses. Coasters. A broken jukebox machine." Evidently Annie's still going for the hard sell here.

"And yep, I am. Well, a bit. Is it obvious?"

Re: [Visual]

[iam_thebadwolf]

The hard sell is pretty good though. It makes Rose smile at her anyway.

"Nah, just haven't 'eard you 'round here yet. I'm Rose Tyler. When you from?"

Because the when is more important than the where. She can sort of place the where by the accent anyway.

[Visual]

[deserveadeath]

"Bristol. Oh, sorry did you say when?" Annie looks slightly baffled by that question, but then she's not as down with the idea of time travel as Rose.

"2009. And you?"

[location: the new found out] ...this tag traveled in time to get here ok?

[rereremembered]

Fitz needs precisely no encouragement to make his way to a pub, but with the added incentive of a familiarish voice (which belongs to a pretty-if-upside-down lady) then he was going to be in like a shot.

So here, have a tall, skinny, scruffy fella who looks like he may fall on his knees and weep at the glorious homeyness of the space. He manages to contain himself and casually walks up to the bar, prepared to blow many credits in the name of drunkenness.

[location: the new found out] it is ~delicious~

[deserveadeath]

Annie is excited. Granted, it doesn't take her a lot to get excited because... she's like carbonated enthusiasm, but this is exciting. Her first real customer in Taxon. She's beaming. And she has a whole routine of how barmaids are supposed to act in her head, largely constructed from bad soap operas.

"Gooood afternoon there sir, the usual?"

...yes.

[location: the new found out]

[rereremembered]

The warm welcome was much appreciated, as Fitz was more accustomed to suspicious glannces. Perhaps not galavanting around after a guy in a frock coat was improving his image.

"Certainly, love," he replied with a grin. "S'pecially if a pint of bitter constitutes 'the usual' around here."

[location: the new found out]

[deserveadeath]

"Pint of bitter, coming right up," Annie grins happily, lifting a glass off the stack on top of the counter and then approaching the taps, only to look ever so slightly confuzzled.

"You don't happen to know which one the bitter is, do you?"