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It's been a few days since Rorschach's first experience in the bar, and he pauses in the doorway this time, one arm extended to hold the door open.

Behind him, if anyone cares to notice, lies an eerily quiet and somewhat shadier-looking bar than Milliways.

It only takes him a moment to make up his mind, though, and he lets the door swing shut behind him and heads for the Observation Window.

Apparently the bar isn't a dream, and doesn't just exist in Dreiberg's apartment. This means the next logical step is figuring out where it does exist. Hence the solemn window study.

Long story short: There's a short masked man sitting on a table, making the 'thinker' pose at the Observation Window.

He's relatively botherable.


[tiny investigative tags: Rorschach, Ellen (Vault 101 Dweller), Charlie Monroe, Michael, Tommy Shepherd]

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[lockedupwithme.livejournal.com]

"Or only a select few would know."

Rorschach is a staunch conspiracy theorist.

[theunsmiling]

"Who does the selecting?"

Michael shifts, crossing her arms over her chest. It's not a defensive gesture, just -- a change in posture.

She may slouch a little, too, leaning her shoulder against the wall.

[lockedupwithme.livejournal.com]

"Whoever faked it to begin with."

Rorschach hasn't changed position at all, except for tilting his head to look at her.

[theunsmiling]

"To what purpose?"

She waves one hand at the window to her right.

"What greater game might be behind an illusion such as this?"

[lockedupwithme.livejournal.com]

"I wouldn't know."

Beat.

"Should probably investigate..."

[theunsmiling]

"Is that what you do? Investigate?"

It doesn't sound like as much of a question as it should, maybe.

[lockedupwithme.livejournal.com]

"That's one of the things I do, yes."

[theunsmiling]

"With extreme prejudice?"

She's got one eyebrow raised, now.

Maybe it's the mask.

[lockedupwithme.livejournal.com]

"Yes."

At least he's honest.

[theunsmiling]

"Ah. Well, you're hardly alone in that."

Someone else may have aimed for carefully neutral.

Michael merely clips the words so they take the minimum amount of breath.

[lockedupwithme.livejournal.com]

Rorschach is unconcerned with her tone.

"Practically alone, more like."

Where's he's from, at least, it seems.

[theunsmiling]

She snorts.

"Maybe from where you're standing."

[lockedupwithme.livejournal.com]

"Definitely from where I'm standing."

Actually, one of the few he knew who was like that died recently. It's depressing.

[theunsmiling]

"Maybe you need to get out more."

Death happens. Michael stopped letting it bother her a very long time ago.

Or at least she tried.

[lockedupwithme.livejournal.com]

Death does happen, and occasionally Rorschach is even the cause of death for some poor sap criminal, but it's a bit different when it's someone he considered a friend.

"I get out plenty."