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milliways_bar2012-06-10 01:35 pm
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first entrance.
So, life has finally started to resemble something that might be referred to as 'normal'. At least ... it's something normal-like, according to Miss Jessica Day. Mizz Day. Jess. The Jess-ster.
It can be noted that Jess is pretty much used to things never really going the way they should, or the way she wishes they could in her head.
(Like the whole thing with her ex, Spencer; and her spontaneously moving in with a bunch of guys - who are honestly the best, so really, no regrets there - because she couldn't stand living with a bunch of models anymore.)
But people are often singing out their feelings in these situations in her head. Sometimes, there's even a random dance number. So maybe it's best that they don't really go the way they do in her head.
In any case, she's standing in the doorway with a slightly rumpled, but still brightly coloured solar system diorama in her arms, eying the new locale with a fair amount of confusion, skepticism and disbelief on her face. Her large-framed glasses slide down her nose.
That is when Saturn decides to come loose from its string, the spray-painted orange and brown foam ball bouncing to the ground and rolling off towards a table.
"Oo-kay. I'm pretty sure this ... isn't supposed to be here."
tiny!tag: jess day, danny williams, darius
[ooc: Aaaaand I'm off for the night! But h'omg this was the best. I'll be tagging all slowtimes and such tomorrow!]
It can be noted that Jess is pretty much used to things never really going the way they should, or the way she wishes they could in her head.
(Like the whole thing with her ex, Spencer; and her spontaneously moving in with a bunch of guys - who are honestly the best, so really, no regrets there - because she couldn't stand living with a bunch of models anymore.)
But people are often singing out their feelings in these situations in her head. Sometimes, there's even a random dance number. So maybe it's best that they don't really go the way they do in her head.
In any case, she's standing in the doorway with a slightly rumpled, but still brightly coloured solar system diorama in her arms, eying the new locale with a fair amount of confusion, skepticism and disbelief on her face. Her large-framed glasses slide down her nose.
That is when Saturn decides to come loose from its string, the spray-painted orange and brown foam ball bouncing to the ground and rolling off towards a table.
"Oo-kay. I'm pretty sure this ... isn't supposed to be here."
tiny!tag: jess day, danny williams, darius
[ooc: Aaaaand I'm off for the night! But h'omg this was the best. I'll be tagging all slowtimes and such tomorrow!]
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"I think you've dropped something..."
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"Thanks," Jess says, approaching the young man with an armful of diorama.
She definitely looks relieved.
"Sorry about that. Who knew Saturn would be the runaway planet?" she jokes, weakly.
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"Oh, anyone. Saturn's always been a rogue. You can't trust it as far as...well, as far as you can throw it."
He nods to her diorama. "Need some help with that?
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She laughs a little.
"Oh, that Saturn. I'll have to keep a closer eye on it next time."
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"Wise move," he says, settling Saturn into the place it looks like it should probably go.
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"I thought so," she says, smiling as she follows him towards that table. "Thanks so much."
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"Of course." He grins and offers her his hand once the diorama is safely settled. "I'm Darius, by the way."
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He's also very cute.
"Darius," she repeats, taking his hand to shake. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Jess.
"And okay, I don't mean to alarm you or anything? But this place?" She lowers her voice conspiratorially. "It kinda looks like a bar."
And, you know, not her apartment.
Or any place she's ever been to in LA.
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She shakes her head.
"I guess my next question is ... how did that happen? I'm pretty sure I'm completely sober.
"It's not beer o'clock just yet, you know what I mean?"
There's a laugh.
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"Yeah, it's kind of funny that way. Best I can work out is that sometimes you open a door and it leads here instead of...wherever else."
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"And I'm guessing you have no idea who Nick, Winston or Schmidt are, do you?"
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He shakes his head at the names. "Don't ring a bell, though."
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It was worth a shot, even if she kinda knew the answer she was going to get.
"And are you from - wait, a kid with horns? I'm guessing it wasn't a Halloween costume, was it?"
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He'd thought it might be a Capitol thing, but by the end of the conversation, he was pretty sure the kid wasn't from anywhere like the Capitol.
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"It's only the biggest cavity-inducing holiday of the year."
Jess watches him.
"No?"
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"Well...I don't think it was a costume. Is that sort of thing...not done where you're from?"
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"Wow. Toto, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore," she quotes, regardless of whether Darius will understand or not.
(She's betting on the latter.)
"Well, we've definitely got Halloween. But we don't have any actual people with horns. Not that I know of anyway."
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He shakes his head. "So, um, if nobody's said so, this is Milliways. I guess it's at the end of the universe, and your first drink's free. And the rules are simple. Which is always nice."
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The rest of his explanation ... oh, god. Yeah. Definitely not in Kansas anymore.
In fact, she's probably galaxies away from Kansas right now, if this really is the ... end.
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"In the bar proper," he adds. Because...well, that's important right? The bar doesn't rule out sex altogether, just where people could see it.
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(Honestly, it's hard enough having a date with someone let alone anything more. After Spencer -
Nope.
Not going to think about that. She's been doing so well, too.)
Jess nods.
"Yeah, those are good simple rules. I can definitely follow those."
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"Well, hopefully they're not too terrible."
Although, being that it's the end of the universe, the possibilities are technically endless. So many different worlds, so many different ways of disciplining people.
"I'm pretty law-abiding anyway."
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