Bite they little heads off! Nibble on they tiny feet!

[baedalites]

Who: EVERYONE.
What: Catenrat party.
Where: The Apache and surrounding environs.
When: Givdi the 22nd of Toidaren
Notes: The topic threads are just suggestions; if you've got somewhere else that your characters simply must be, make your own thread. When your characters are ready to leave, they'll be given a little wooden cheese, a glass fish, and a voucher for a big basket of snacks.
Warnings: None yet. Please put warnings up on individual threads.

The Apache is much the same as it always is: dimly lit, with the jukebox playing in the background, and the bartender serving whatever's on tap. Above the doorway and wound through a few of the sets of antlers some enterprising soul has placed a garland decorated with little blue and green fish.

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[ruinedu2]

Oh, Kirk. You know how to pick 'em. And in this case, that's definitely meant in a good way. Olivia nods along with his suggestion without any look of perplexity or disbelief. "That makes sense. So then if when your friend went back to your home universe, and it was as if neither of you had been missing, then this place must exist outside of our own timelines."

Perfect sense. Clearly.

"Was he just... deposited right back where he was before he came here, then?" That someone managed to go home is a beacon of hope. But that they were also brought back tempers a lot of that.

[captaincocksure]

He nods, glad she sees the same thing he does. "Exactly. If it was all within the same universe, the timelines would be screwed up. People would notice us gone. But from everything he said, it's like we were never gone, and the timelines haven't shifted. We've got to be being dragged out of our universes of origin, then. That's the only explanation that makes any sense to me."

He pauses at her question, frowning. "I... think so? I didn't exactly... press him for details." He looks a bit sheepish, he should be more thorough, but his concern for his friend is also written all over his face. "He was taking things really hard when he got back."

[ruinedu2]

"Who can blame him?" Certainly not Olivia. She waves her hand dismissively, which gives way to reaching for her beer again for another long drink. "Still, it's something. Another curiosity to add to this place."

She shakes her head and sighs quietly. "What do you do for fun around here, Jim?" Easier conversation. Less critical thinking involved. "Besides attend holiday parties and make friends with morose strangers, I mean."

[captaincocksure]

"Yeah. Not like this place needed one more curiosity, but there you go."

He laughs softly, shaking his head, and he insists, "You're not that morose. And I-- um."

Well. He goes... to work. Or he goes... to the library. Or he spends his time... working out. Interrogating people about the city. Bothering McCoy at Hellsing's medical department?

"...I don't really get out much, I guess. But I could stand to."

[ruinedu2]

Olivia chuckles when Jim does. A much needed break in the tension just beneath her surface, and she's more visibly relaxed when it subsides. "Do you jog?" She doesn't let that question hang too long before elaborating on the thought. "I used to use the treadmill at home, but I've been using my work-out routine as an excuse to get out and kind of learn the layout of the city."

Her head tips to one side, that shoulder raising up to meet halfway in a shrug. "You could join me sometime." She smiles.

[captaincocksure]

Jim's face lights up a bit, both at the suggestion, and the fact that they're back on ordinary, friendly, no-weird-emotional-surprises ground. "I do jog. I always want company, but my roommate gets up way the hell too early for me. I'd love to join you."

[ruinedu2]

That smile widens, green eyes brightening. "Great." She lifts her glass again in a fleeting toast to their new work-out buddy status. "I look forward to it." And because Olivia's on beer number four, she feels compelled to add, "A lot." It only takes her a second to feel embarrassed about the enthusiasm. She clears her throat to cover it up. "It'll be good to have a partner."

[captaincocksure]

He grins, but doesn't say anything about the enthusiasm. He doesn't want her to think he's using the situation to his advantage, or that he's reading too much into anything. In a way, it's nice--enthusiasm isn't something he's heard a lot of in this city.

"Yeah." He raises his glass, too. "Here's to having someone to run with, instead of something to run from." This city and its emergencies and monsters, seriously.