milliways_bar | (no subject)

Gillette, in a state of considerable distress, doesn't realize that he's sat down next to Ryan until he turns to order a glass of very strong brandy from the bar. "Oh," he murmurs, half-distracted. "Monsieur Chappelle. Bonjour."

Ryan nods.

"Bonjour," he replies. "Comment allez-vous?"

Gillette would find it pleasantly comforting to carry on the entire conversation in French, but his mun doesn't want to have to Babblefish everything. "Ca va bien," he lies. "And you? What's the news with you?"

[OOC: Same here sister. *Remembers the time Ryan decided to converse in Russian*]

He shrugs.

"I'm doing pretty well. My daughter arrived here last night and I was able to speak with her. She's still here but is off looking around, probably."

[OOC: Hee! Russian is sexy, though. Is Ryan's fluency in Russian canon, or fanon?]

Gillette raises an eyebrow. "Your daughter? How very lovely." And he actually means it, too. Ordinarily, that statement would be dripping with sarcasm. But then, ordinarily, it would be directed at Governor Swann.

[OOC: Total and other fanon. They had him in the CIA during the Cold War and my brain did the rest]

"Yes, it was good to talk to her after everything," he says quietly, "And how has Milliways been treating you?"

[OOC: Eeeee. *giggle* That is far sexier than it should be.]

Gillette shrugs. His problems seem a tad trivial, when he considers that at least he's alive. "I can't say I'm very pleased with some of the other people the bar has seen fit to bring here," he says, after some consideration. "But...on the whole...things are tolerable."

[OOC: That's part of the reason why I did it.]

"I can understand that feeling. I'm a little perplexed as to why the bar couldn't bring people I enjoyed working with here if they had to bring my coworkers at all. But it brought Chris here so I can't complain too much."

Gillette sighs. "Understood completely. If the bar would let Theo visit once in a while, things wouldn't be nearly so bad, but all it's given me is Jack bloody Sparrow and a particularly nasty woman named Sara."

"Is Theo a family member?"

Gillette blinks. "A family member? Oh, no. He's my dearest friend. We were midshipmen together. He really might as well be a family member; he's more a brother to me than my own brother is." He smiles a bit. "I wouldn't want him to be Bound; I wouldn't wish that on anyone, but I do wish I could see him once in a while."

[OOC: Theo would probably be better known to the "24" pups as Michael Amador. *grin*]

[OOC: Is that Groves? Ah, when fandoms collide.]

Ryan nods.

"Well, not everyone here is Bound. Chris isn't. And you never know, he may pop through one of these days."

[OOC: Yep, Groves. *grin* Actually, he is around here somewhere; my friend Wren's playing him, but she hasn't had time to do anything with him yet.]

Gillette shrugs. "Well, I like to think so. In the meantime, I shall have to content myself with the most notorious criminal in the Caribbean if I want the company of anyone from my own time. I daresay that isn't quite so much of a problem for you."

He orders a glass of water and takes a sip. "How old is your daughter?"