A very cracky entrance post

[nita_callahan]

omg Nita bling bling.

She enters through the lakeside door and snags a table and a soda, pulling off her grey sweatshirt to reveal a black T-shirt with the words "PLZ HELP I AM TRAPPED INNA BAR" in white on it. Hey, it's not her fault, she's getting all her clothes from the Bar. . .


[OOC: *disappears* BBL.]

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[nita_callahan]

"You had a couple of deep gashes, and I. . ." She mimes cutting her palm.

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

He obviously still doesn't remember any of this--or almost anything about that night, for that matter. Needless to say he's still not sure what she's talking about in terms of "sharing blood", but he'll take her word for it.

At the thought a chill runs through him. When he'd been addicted to heroin while he was undercover, he'd always been careful to use sterile needles that he'd provided himself, for his own safety, and all the blood tests his doctor had done when he'd gotten clean had come back negative. But even though he knows she's safe, the thought that if he hadn't been careful he could have gotten not only himself infected, but someone else, someone who saved his life... It sends a chill down his spine. Not for the first time he realizes exactly how stupid his drug use had been, even if it had been necessary for his cover.

"That doesn't exactly sound...safe."

[nita_callahan]

She shakes her head, unaware of his interior monologue. "No, I'm clean. I mean, AIDS is a big deal in my world, I'd assume it's the same in yours. But I'm safe."

She looks at the expression on his face, and frowns a bit. "Oh. That's not what you were thinking, huh."

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

"No, I was thinking...that doesn't sound safe for you. You don't need to worry about me, but...you might not be so lucky with everyone you help," he says quickly, trying to make it sound like he's worried about her interaction with other people. There's no way he's telling her about the mistakes in his past right now, and especially not that one.

[nita_callahan]

She glances at him curiousy. His reply might have just a tad hurried, a hair forced. Or maybe he's genuinely concerned about you, and you're just being paranoid.

"I've never really thought about it," she admits. "I haven't had to worry about it before." She's got her own secrets -- he doesn't need to know that she can count the number of major healings she done before coming here on one hand. "I'll have to check the manual. I mean, it's a healing spell -- it'd be sort of counterintuitive if it hurt the healer."

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

"That sounds logical, but still, you'll probably want to check it out." He bites his lip for a moment. "You're a friend, and I'd hate to see anything happen to you," he adds, quietly.

[nita_callahan]

She looks at him, and a warm smile spreads over her face. "Thanks, Jack."

She stretches. "I should probably go get a shower." Standing, she looks at Jack and smiles. Magical connections are nothing compared to the connections between friends. She'd like to hug him, but she's not sure how he'd react, so she takes his hand and presses it between hers.

"Jack? Thanks for being here."

[action-antihero.livejournal.com]

He decides to take the chance, and he pulls her into a gentle hug. "Any time, Nita. I mean that."

[nita_callahan]

A little surprised, but pleasantly so, she hugs back. As she pulls back, she looks up at Jack. "And if you need to talk? I'm right down the hall."

She snags her sweatshirt and heads upstairs with a wave over her shoulder.