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[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

[Pre-Milliways: The bungler on the roof]

* A lemony-smelling Indiana Jones lets himself in through the back door, apparently unaware of the duel in progress out by the lake. His jacket and pants have a freshly pressed look about them and his hat is tilted at a jaunty angle for some unknown reason. He totes an equipment bag across the bar and pushes it under a stool before hopping on top of it and pulling out a bottle of Jack Daniels from inside his coat. As he sets it on the counter a glass appears with a few ice cubes in it *

Oh well... if you insist.

* he pours himself a healthy measure and looks around for familiar faces *

Comments

[mnt_raph]

Recon a success?

*Raph sits at one of the empty stools next to Indy.*

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

* he gives Raph a pretty flat look *

Dung bombs. They're pretty much what their name says.

[mnt_raph]

Well, yeah.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

The map... wasn't quite as useful as I was hoping. I pretty much set off every trap up there. Nice touch with the screaming letters. And that one by the side of the tent? Sweet... but damned irritating to get caught in.

* he takes a big gulp of whisky *

I made it though.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph cringes*
You did? That couldn'a been fun. Like the Slow Time huh? Bitch to get stuck with, but the thing works like a charm. Had two at one point, set off the first one by accident.

*he claps Indy on the shoulder, releasing a wave of lemony scent*

I can see that.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

* he grins finally *

Nice little set up you've got hidden away up there.

* he looks slightly sheepish as Raph eyes the bottle of Jack Daniels *

Um... you wanna glass?

[mnt_raph]

It ain't much, but it's home.
*he sighs*

Yeah...yeah I think I do.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

* Indy pours him a double in a glass that materializes once Raph agrees to the drink *

It ain't much? * he mimics Raph's tone *

Shit... best damned room I've seen since I've been here. It's a palace compared to mine.

[mnt_raph]

You're a guest here, imagine where I'm sleepin' these days.

*he says ruefully before draining his drink*

[lorelaivictoria.livejournal.com]

After she pulls herself away from Charlie's music (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/2302190.html?thread=88694510#t88861166) she sees Indy sitting at the bar and smiles.

She needs another drink anyway.

She has the benefit of surprise on her side, and well, she owes him one. She slips up behind him and whispers into his ear,



And she slides into the stool next to him with ease and a sly grin on her face.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

* he raises an eyebrow slowly at the familar voice but betrays no other emotion. With the faintest of smirks he shifts his eyes sideways without actually turning his head *

And what feelings would those be?

[lorelaivictoria.livejournal.com]

She orders another coffee/hot chocolate and turns to face him. "You wound me. Have you forgotten me so soon?" She bats her eyelashes, but doesn't answer his question directly. He knows what she meant.

"It's snowing outside." She announces with a very child-like glee.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

* he turns to her finally with a charming smile *

I haven't stopped thinking about you.

* He is visibly amused by her joy *

Um... s'been snowing here for about a month now. You wanna... go play?

[lorelaivictoria.livejournal.com]

She blinks slowly at his words, her smile growing lazily.

"I would like nothing more." And there may be a hint of another meaning to her words.

She whips her mittens out of her coat pocket and puts them on, a twinkling glint in her eyes. "Come on, Stud." She grabs her drink and wanders to the back door, bouncing up and down on her heels excitedly.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

* he chuckles and finishes his own drink, shaking his head happily *

Coming... dear.

* he bounces off the stool and ambles after her casually *

[lorelaivictoria.livejournal.com]

She opens the door and exits the bar, grabbing Indy's jacket and pulling him through with her. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/lorelaivictoria/2984.html)

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

In a continuity where Hyde's come in from the cold and Indy's not stepping out into it...Hyde comes in from the cold, trailed closely after by Mike.

He sits down beside the lemony-smelling fellow and slaps him on the shoulder. "Indy, man. Let's go get wasted."

[mnt_mike]

"All the cool kids are doin' it. It'll make you fly."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

* he looks around lazily, but definitely interested *

Hmmm... you kids gonna make me loook like an ass again?

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde smirks, hands on his buckle, framing the famous leaf.

"Yep."

[mnt_mike]

Mike just grins.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

* he considers the offer while drawing deeply from his glass. He slams it down on the counter resolutely *

Let's do it! I'm feelin' good and haven't got wasted in a week. It's time to set things straight.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

"Great! Bring that bottle. Better make it three."

The Hyde, he is most pleased.

[mnt_mike]

Mike gets a good deal of cackling in, and then...he just stops. He happens to catch Raph out of the corner of his eye. He hasn't seen his brother since...well since the day they both spoke to Bernard. And...oh crap, he's got that comic.

"Uh, guys? Raincheck? Family stuff."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Shit Mike... you lameass! See ya around I guess.

* he turns to Hyde with a frown *

Dammit! I was looking forward to chillin' out in that freaky tent again. Guess you're hosting again bucko.