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[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

Crichton enters the bar from upstairs.

Short n' sweet.

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[girl-of-gray.livejournal.com]

She spots Crichton and makes her way over to him with a beer in hand.

" Hey, where've you been? "

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"Erm... around, I guess. Did I disappear for two weeks again?"

[girl-of-gray.livejournal.com]

" No, just haven't seen you around the last few days. "

She shrugs.

" Was kinda worried. "

Yeah, because seeing Crichton after thre emonths of not is better than not at all.

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"Well, it's not as if I have anywhere to go. I'm Bound, remember? And all I have waiting for me on the other side of that door is eighty cycles as a statue. Except for the whole getting-my-head-cut-off thing that Andrew warned me about."

[girl-of-gray.livejournal.com]

She looks confused for a second and then it dawns on her with a surprised laugh.

" Oh, that. Don't worry about that, it does get worked out. "

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. So how come you won't tell me the stuff that doesn't get worked out, so I can change it?"

[girl-of-gray.livejournal.com]

" Ummm, because I don't want your head to explode trying to remember all the details? "

She takes a swallow of the beer and shrugs, she really didn't know why but it did seem best at the moment.

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"...That made no sense, Chi."

[girl-of-gray.livejournal.com]

Another shrug.

" Sorry, way it usually is..."

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

Crichton looks amused. "Are you drunk? I thought you were better at holding your liquor than this."

[girl-of-gray.livejournal.com]

She scowls at him.

" No, I'm not. Have only had the one. And yeah, lately things haven't made sense for me. I've been doing a lot of running lately. "

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"Running?"

[stilljustandrew]

*Andrew's passing by, and sees him. And waves happily.*

Hey! Where've you been hiding?

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"Andrew! I, uh- well, I just saw you like three days ago. But Meg said it's been two weeks?"

[stilljustandrew]

*Andrew blinks at this.*

Um. At least two weeks...

It's the usual tangle with time, I guess?

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"Something like that. I was sitting... erm.. over there-" he gestures at a random seat "-and blinked, and the number of people in the room doubled. What'd I miss?"

[stilljustandrew]

Uh. Let me think ...

Um, Christmas. And, uh, the bar's working again. And Raph's having a prank war with Bernard. And um this guy Alex challenged Meg to a duel for Anthy, and he won, and Meg's trying to get her back. And uh ... Val Wiggin did a Speaking for Anakin Skywalker the other night.

[balletrat]

*Speak of the devil Meg and she shall appear! Meg heads on over.*

Hey, guys.

[stilljustandrew]

*Andrew brightens.*

Hey Meg.

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Meg." Crichton grins. To Andrew: "Yeah, I know about most of that. A speaking? What's that?"

[stilljustandrew]

Uh, a Speaking for the Dead. It's where somebody gets up and tells over the life story of someone who's died. No whitewashing, no smoothing things over, just the truth.

...You don't usually get the deceased in the audience when you do that, though.

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"What's the point of it?"

[balletrat]

*Meg frowns.*

It's s'posed to be sort of cathartic, isn't it? Like, "here's what happened, let's move on" sort of thing?

[stilljustandrew]

That, and also kind of ... here's what the dead person would tell us about his life if he were here.

It's, um. About people knowing the truth, I guess.

[jcrichton.livejournal.com]

"Fair enough. But you can just watch the movies, y'know?"