First Entrance

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Hurley has been through a lot, lately. A lot.

So when, instead of entering his cave, he ends up at a bar, well... he thinks he's going crazy again.

"Oh dude, this is so not cool," he says to himself.

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[bloody-awful.livejournal.com]

There's a rumpled, bastard-looking individual at the end of the Bar stuffing his face with runny eggs and sausage. He looks over at the new guy and snorts a smirk.

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"...oh dude," Hurley says. "There's food. Real food."

[bloody-awful.livejournal.com]

The guy at the bar snorts another laugh. "Well, there's real and there's real, innit? You should try the paradoxes." He cocks his head and sighs. "You're a new one, right? Come on and pull up a pew, friend. Looks like I drew the short straw again."

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"...I didn't die or anything, did I?" Hurley says, sitting down. "Because dude, I really don't want to be told this is heaven."

[bloody-awful.livejournal.com]

John scratches the back of his neck. "Well, you could be. Some are..." He thinks for a second. "Can you see the door where you came in?"

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Hurley turns around.

"Yeah, dude. My eyes are fine."

[bloody-awful.livejournal.com]

"You're one of the lucky ones, then. You're not stuck here. Don't knock it. Some are." He frowns a bit. "All right. You're new, and I'm the first person you've met. That means I owe you a free drink and I answer your questions. Well, some of them, anyway. So name your poison and ask away before I get narked."

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"...Uh, I guess I'll take a beer," Hurley says. "Can I get chicken here? I'd really like a bucket of fried chicken."

[wiretapper.livejournal.com]

Harry Caul hadn't been in this bar for weeks.

He liked it that way.

But here it is, intercepting him again, and here he is, resigned, but on edge, and drinking a cold glass of Coke.

And possibly watching Hurley and trying (and failing) to be discreet about it.

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"Dude... could you be a little less creepy, please?" Hurley says.

[wiretapper.livejournal.com]

Harry blinks.

"Beg your pardon?" he says tepidly.

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"You're like... watching me," Hurley says.

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Harry diverts his gaze.

"No I'm not."

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"Dude, you totally were," Hurley says.

[wiretapper.livejournal.com]

"No I was -- "

This? Is a pointless argument.

Harry's sipping his Coke now kthnx.

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"Can I ask why?" Hurley says.

[fever-crusade.livejournal.com]

Martha's immediately drawn to the stranger, figuring him for a newbie, just like she is. Besides that, he looks a little...lost. And she's always had a soft spot for sprays.

She approaches him carefully, but a hint of maternal instinct. "Another newbie?"

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"Uhhh, I guess?" Hurley says. "This is my first time here in wacky magic bar thing land."

[fever-crusade.livejournal.com]

"You look a little spooked," she says, then laughs, more to herself than anything else. "Not that I blame you. My first time was a bit like that." She holds out her hand cordially. "I'm Martha Kent."

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"I'm Hurley," he says. "I'm... kinda... lost I guess."

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"I know the feeling," she says, as she gives him the once over and frowns in confusion. "Although...something tells me this is an...extreme case. Where are you coming from, Hurley?"

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"Weird, desert island," Hurley says. "My plane crashed."

[fever-crusade.livejournal.com]

Martha's eyes widen immediately and she resists the urge to make a scene. "You're kidding me! Are you all right? Is everyone else all right?"

Beat.

"How on earth did you wind up here?"

[goodolefuntime.livejournal.com]

"We crashed, like, a bit ago," Hurley says. "I... was trying to go into my cave. And I ended up... here."

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[OOC: Hurley! ♥]