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milliways_bar2012-06-09 09:20 pm
probie62truck) wrote in milliways_bar2012-06-09 09:20 pm
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First Entrance
Today had been pretty cut and dry: spend the morning washing the rig, spend the mid-morning listening to Sean and Franco compare their latest bedroom conquests, spend the early afternoon knocking down a routine apartment fire, and after they'd gotten back to the house and gotten the rig squared away in case they got called back out, he'd gone to take a shower.
The shower had been normal, too. All he'd needed was to wash the smoke and ash out of his hair. As he stepped out of the shower, he could smell something burning - meant Lou was probably cooking again - and after wrapping a dark blue towel around his waist, he headed for the locker room.
Only this wasn't the locker room.
Probationary Firefighter Mike Silletti finds himself standing a few feet from the Front Door, clutching the towel around his waist like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car - if deer walked on two legs and bothered to bathe and/or wear towels.
"Uh, guys?"
Because this has got to be a joke, right? Pretty good joke, turning the locker room into a bar. He smiles, thinking about it. They've gotten him good this time.
He looks behind him, not sure where the door has gone, but it hasn't quite registered yet.
"Seriously...you got me."
No, seriously...where are the guys. They should've been busting his balls by now, laughing at the look on his face. This...this is weird.
[OOC: Welcome to the bar, Probie. Mike is from Rescue Me and is in that nebulous timespace between seasons 2 and 3. Be gentle? Or not. Open til I say it's closed.]
The shower had been normal, too. All he'd needed was to wash the smoke and ash out of his hair. As he stepped out of the shower, he could smell something burning - meant Lou was probably cooking again - and after wrapping a dark blue towel around his waist, he headed for the locker room.
Only this wasn't the locker room.
Probationary Firefighter Mike Silletti finds himself standing a few feet from the Front Door, clutching the towel around his waist like a deer in the headlights of an oncoming car - if deer walked on two legs and bothered to bathe and/or wear towels.
"Uh, guys?"
Because this has got to be a joke, right? Pretty good joke, turning the locker room into a bar. He smiles, thinking about it. They've gotten him good this time.
He looks behind him, not sure where the door has gone, but it hasn't quite registered yet.
"Seriously...you got me."
No, seriously...where are the guys. They should've been busting his balls by now, laughing at the look on his face. This...this is weird.
[OOC: Welcome to the bar, Probie. Mike is from Rescue Me and is in that nebulous timespace between seasons 2 and 3. Be gentle? Or not. Open til I say it's closed.]
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"Mmnope, you're still gay. Anyways, you're here now, with people from worlds upon worlds to choose from, so odds are you'll find somebody to-- do something with."
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"I'll find a chick," he says. "A hot chick. Maybe even a superhero," he adds.