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[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

Sam Axe has worn a lot of hats, over his life. Navy SEAL, spy, FBI, the lot.

Today, he wears the expression of a man who feels like he's died and gone to heaven.

Of course, he actually is thinking that literally, right now. Might as well enjoy it, he thinks.

He walks over to the bar (and that's the part that really makes him think it's actually heaven) and laughs.

"Come on! Saint John or Archangel Gabriel or whoever... what's it take to get a beer around here?"

When it appears in front of him, he grins. "Now that's what I call service," he says.

[tiny tag: Sam Axe]

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[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"You know," says the man nursing a beer not far off, "I don't think I've ever seen any angels or saints on bartending duty."

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

"So what, we're served by the Holy Spirits?" Sam jokes. "Sam Axe, nice to meet you."

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Alex Knox." Lot of Xs drifting around, aren't there? "And it's all magic, I think. Oh, and I'm not dead, either." Which begs the question of whether this guy is.

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

Sam pauses. "Come on, seriously?" he says.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Let me guess. New here, right? And they don't have magic where you come from." He's seen it plenty over the last three years.

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

"Just sleight of hand stuff," Sam says. "You're not even joking, are you?"

He's sharp enough to know the easy tells of lies. This guy is definitely not trying to con him.

[gotham-knocking.livejournal.com]

"Nope. You are in Magic Bar Central. Or, if you prefer its real name, Milliways.

Where did you think you were?" Usually, new patrons are a bit more confused.

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

"Figured it was heaven," Sam said. "Last I knew, opening a door that definitely wasn't to a bar. Then, poof, here. Thought maybe it just happened too fast."

[mr-ryan-wolfe.livejournal.com]

"I don't think I've seen those around here."

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

"What have you seen around here?" Sam asks.

[mr-ryan-wolfe.livejournal.com]

"Just about everyone else you can imagine. Really interesting place. I'm Ryan Wolfe."

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

"Sam Axe," he says. "You a regular, huh?"

[mr-ryan-wolfe.livejournal.com]

Ryan nods and smiles. He's a bad boy but if Sam had good Cop radar it could be going off. "Yeah, I've been coming here a couple years now you?"

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

"First time," Sam says. "You off duty?" he asks, casually.

[mr-ryan-wolfe.livejournal.com]

Ryan look sat him then blinks and looks at his belt to see if his badge was still on as he looks if he even had his gun. "Yeah, I am. Do I have it tattooed on me?"

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

"I'm an old hand at this stuff," Sam says. "Not too old, mind you. But I get vibes from people."

[justcallmefee]

"Well, fuck. There goes the neighborhood."

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

"Oh, I had to know there was a catch," Sam says, not liking this at all.

[justcallmefee]

Fi knows instantly that she's been away from Miami too long when Sam Axe is a sight for sore eyes.

She stalks across the floor with her usual intent. And instead of cold cocking him, she reaches up and wraps her arms around his neck, giving him a tight, tight hug.

"Jeezus, Chuck, when did you get here? And could you have found a louder shirt than that?"

She has no idea what name he's going by yet, and Chuck is always a safe bet.

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

Of course, for Sam, this is the first encounter when they'd left on poor terms.

So he's struck oddly by her seeming... practically sunshine and roses, compared to the last time.

"You know, I understand there's a rule against violence here. So if you're trying to lull me into a false sense of security, I have no idea where you're taking it."

[justcallmefee]

The way he tensed gave her the first clue.

She pulls back to a safe distance, smoothing his shirt, frowning a little. "What year is it for you?"

[miami-axe.livejournal.com]

"2007," Sam says. "How about you?"

[justcallmefee]

"Mmm. 2009."

Awkward.

[wakeupnew]

[OOC: *SHRIEKS WITH JOY* HI. I LOVE YOU.]

[mr-v-and-mr-c.livejournal.com]

(Mind if the creeps join in?)