The Continuing Irony of Steven Hyde

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

The front door opens and half a Hyde appears - dressed in jeans, his plaid jacket, and a black Bruce Lee ringer that is certainly superfly. The other half of him is still in the Point Place on the other side of the door, and he's holding onto the handle as he shouts something back into that other reality -

"I'M LEAVING, EDNA! PUT A FUCKING SOCK IN IT!"

He slams the door behind him, shaking his head and muttering "Christ!" That's when he looks up and sees where he is.

It produces only mild confusion before he shrugs it off, clomping over to the bar and ordering up one of Satan's Cherry Pops.

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[pinciottihottie.livejournal.com]

An onion ring occupied Donna sees a certain flustered poodle head "clomp" up to the bar. She him approach the bar for a moment before sliding up to him with her onion rings.

"Hey Hyde......." Her voice is hopeful although a little awkward.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde sucks Satan's Cherry Pop (yes, really) through a straw, not looking up for a minute, like this happens every day and they're still in Basement Reality.

"Oh, hey, Donna."

Then, once again, it hits him. He's still not used to seeing her, and while it's not the all out shock of the last time she was here, he's still quietly surprised. Especially given what...happened.

"Donna, man...! You're...here again."

Like wow.

[pinciottihottie.livejournal.com]

Donna just kinda half grins and shrugs.

"Yea I mean, I was trying to go into the basement again and I turned up here."

She slowly nibbles on an onion ring, trying to keep her hands busy and her mind off of the sexual tension.

But of course, focusing purely on whats in/going into your mouth isn't always helpful.

She pushes the plate towards you yet again, suggesting "want some?"

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde nods silently, taking several and shoving them into his mouth. That's our Steven.

Through the mouthful he says, "Yeah, it's kinda funny how that works. I was just leaving my house." He wonders if she heard all that.

He looks at her for a long moment as he's busy swallowing. He's wearing his shades, but somewhere behind them is that intense gaze. Even if it's not full on. God bless sunglasses.

[pinciottihottie.livejournal.com]

she smirks and says in a mocking town "murr mur mupjfkls? what did you say?

[ezekiel-36-27.livejournal.com]

Zeke grins and waves at Hyde as he clomps over...and holds out a Baby Ruth.

"Got my coat back. Still works apparently."

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Hey, sorry I deleted my other comment, but I just saw you here. :]

Hyde smirks and nods back, snatching the Baby Ruth.

"Hey, thanks man. Long time no see."

[ezekiel-36-27.livejournal.com]

Zeke shrugs.

"Been around. Thinking. Relaxing. Things like that. What about you?"

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde points his thumb towards the door, shrugging a bit of a shoulder.

"Just got here from home, man. Totally wasn't expecting to wind up here. It's funny how that happens."

[ezekiel-36-27.livejournal.com]

Zeke laughs.

"Least you walk through a door. I just...who the hell knows what, and I pop up."

[bandaid-polexia.livejournal.com]

*Polexia looks over and sees Hyde*
Hey.

*she is in new way pleased to see Hyde because that would be silly.*

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde raises his chin to Polly and smirks a little.

"Hey, Skankarella."

Oh, you know he means it all in love. Or something.

[bandaid-polexia.livejournal.com]

Oh, a new nickname, I'm impressed!
I think I like it.

*she grins*

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde snickers. "Gimme time and I'll have a whole lexicon of nicknames for you. I like to take them one at a time, though."

[bandaid-polexia.livejournal.com]

Wow, a polexicon.

*she giggles*

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

There's a firm hand slapping Hyde on the shoulder. "Stuck on the pop again huh?" Indy asks with a raised eyebrow.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde half-smirks at Indy.

"Not now that you're here, man."

Meaning: make with the booze, old man. Heh.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

And Indy obliges, like the good beer patron that he is. Hyde soon has a pint glass full of creamy Boddington's ale in front of him. Indy is all about expanding Hyde's beer tastes.

"What's new with you?" he asks as he slides onto an adjacent stool.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde examines the pint glass. He even holds it up to the light - like he's suddenly at a wine tasting or something.

As he's doing that he says, "Your girlfriend's daughter doesn't like me, man." As casual as can be.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah." He shrugs a little, like it's not a huge surprise. "What makes you think that?"

[shadythief.livejournal.com]

Shadow's at the bar. She tends to bypass the door and show up wherever the liquor is.

She raises an eyebrow and there's a beer in front of Hyde.

"Rough evening?"

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hurrah for beer, says Hyde.

He turns and smiles a bit at Shadow. "Hey, Shady. Now that you're here? No way."

The arm not attached to his beer slides its way around her shoulders.

[shadythief.livejournal.com]

She smiles - surprisingly genuine - and leans her head back against his shoulder.

"The warm welcome's appreciated, friend."

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde leans over and plants a kiss upon her lips.

Well, really, it's more like a sloppy bit of suckage.

Then he goes for his beer with a smile. "Anytime."

[shadythief.livejournal.com]

She laughs and orders herself an ale, licking her lips.

"Have you come up with any more conspiracy theories or are you just here to enjoy the spirits tonight?"