Entrance Post

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Chris stumbled forward and caught herself on the bar. One of her heels that she had been holding fell on the floor.

Her head whipped around and she took in her new surroundings.

This is not the basement. Where the hell am I?

She turned completely around, looking for something familiar.

Is this a hallucination brought on by alcohol poisioning? Or I fell asleep in the cab and this is a very vivid dream. Maybe I fell down the stairs and hit my head...

She is very confused.

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[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Of course, Elaine brought them with her; people are often shaky when they are first brought here. "Here you are," she says, helping her mop up the table. "No, you do not seem dead to me," she says, which is a little joke, really, considering you really can't tell the dead from the living. "Can you see the door you just came in?"

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"Thanks again."

Chris looks around and then points, "The door's over there."

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"Oh, good. That means you can come and go as you please." Elaine's relieved. The living are strange enough when they come here, but the dead have a whole different type of trouble. She should know.

"You do look familiar to me, strangely enough. Where are you from?"

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Well, why wouldn't she be able to come and go as she pleases?

"Other than LA? New York."

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Elaine nods. "I have met a lot of people from Los Angeles of late. Quite a few who work or worked at the same place, oddly enough. You wouldn't work at CTU, would you?"

Elaine is quick and has a good memory.

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Aren't we in Los Angeles? Or I am.

"Um. Yes. I do. I worked there in New York and I work at Division currently in LA."

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Elaine laughs, just a bit. "Well, it seems the Bar is playing favorites with CTU Los Angeles, then. There are quite a few who reside in the bar from that place."

Now she's studying the other woman's face even closer, though not in a terribly obvious manner. She doesn't want to frighten the poor woman.

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Chris drinks her coffee. Trying to sober. Wondering why she hadn't woken up from this dream yet.

"Really, like who?"

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Elaine ticks them off on her fingers. "Tony Alemeida, Jack Bauer, Kim Bauer, Chloe O'Brian, Ryan Chappelle..."

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"What - Chappelle? Ryan Chappelle," she says furrowing her brows.

"Junior or Senior?"

It was an odd question because only she and her father had worked for CTU. Her brother her never had but she wanted to be clear.

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Elaine's brow furrows as well. "I only know one Ryan...he has rather light brown hair...and..." She peers a bit more intently at the other woman. "...your eyes. Are you Ryan's daughter?"

Behind her back, Elaine would cross her fingers for luck, if she did that sort of thing.

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"How do you know my father?"

Chris is still a little slow in the uptake.

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"He came here around the same time as the rest of them. We speak quite often. I am sure he would love to see you...if you would like me to ask him to come down?"

Her voice is very hopeful. And fingers on both hands are now crossed behind her back.

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Chris looks down, trying to figure this out. Wishing she could focus more.

Were all these people dead? Wash she dead?

"My dad - yeah, I want to talk to him. Can you go get him?"

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

Elaine beams at the other woman and nods enthusiastically. "Of course! I shall return momentarily."

With that she hurries up the stairs. (http://www.livejournal.com/users/_chappy_/3391.html?thread=14911#t14911)

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Chris watches the woman sprint off and leans back against the wall.

She is still confused and feels both nervous and numb.