Entrance Post

[gris_bug_man]

Thinking about Sara, Grissom hasn't noticed that he did not walk out of her apartment building. Gradually, the unfamiliar sights and sounds of his new environment permeate his mind.

He looks around, taking it in with an atypical expression of complete befuddlement.

"This is not Las Vegas," he finally says, needing to voice the thought.

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[gris_bug_man]

Grissom nods during her narrative, managing not to gape like a fish at the mention of Death, Snow White, and the Oompa Loompas. Just barely though.

A thought occurs. "What exactly do you mean by 'business'?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Well... if someone from your world shows up, and they are someone you'd rather kill, or beat up, or generally harass, then you have to leave them alone. It goes both ways. Oh, and if you want to do whatever it is you do outside of here, in here? Clear it with the head barman first." Ace explains.

[gris_bug_man]

"I see." He nods slowly.

Something is scurrying around his feet. He looks down and sees rats. "Is this normal?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Oh. Yeah, they're the waitrats. There's a lot of people here, and not so many servers... so the rats were kinda conscripted. They're quite hygenic, don't worry." She offers, in her best reassuring tone.

[gris_bug_man]

He chuckles at that. "I suppose when comparing being at the end of the universe to having rats as waiters, it does not seem so strange."

"I hope the bar can accept my world's currency."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace snickers.
"If it can handle the sort of currency I've been throwing at it, I'm sure it can take US dollars. Even if you lot have really boring looking money." Honestly. Even English pounds look more interesting.

[gris_bug_man]

He smirks. "I'm not responsible for the design, and I would seriously wonder about the state of the government if it devoted time to sprucing up our money."

He sighs and looks at one of the rats. "May I have a glass of water?" The rat scampers off.

He gives Ace a slight smile. "So what is your story?" If he's going to be here, he might as well get to know the people of the joint.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Oh, poor Grissom. And he was just beginning to feel normal too...

"Oh, I travelled about with a Time Lord, they're from Gallifrey, and generally saved the universe a lot. And blew things up. Did both when I could. It was great fun." She beams happily.

[gris_bug_man]

He's glad the water arrived after her narrative. Spittakes are most undignified.

"I see. Well, my life is rather boring by comparison. Forensic entomologist." He shrugs.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

Ace looks puzzled. Most things outside her limited realm of explosives and big nasties tends to confuse her a bit.
"What's that?"

[gris_bug_man]

"Entomology is the study of insects. I use that in the field of forensics to establish timelines for when a person was killed. Sara and I work-worked, for the same lab." Worked. He hated the fact that it was now in the past-tense.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Wicked cool." Ace grins. "Coulda used one of your lot on some of the messes I got in with the Doctor. It's rather strange when you've think you've got a recently dead body, only to find out it's been dead for centuries and is returning to take over the world or sommat."

No, Ace doesn't do normal, why?

[gris_bug_man]

He blinks. "We didn't have problems of that sort--just determining motive and cause of death can be a trial for us."

Eh, Grissom races cockroaches for fun. He doesn't do normal either.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Well... usually we don't ever really know by looking at the body. It's the bloke trying to take over the world that usually clues us in." Ace looks a bit sheepish. "Easy that way, y'know?"

[gris_bug_man]

He laughs. "I suppose it would be."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Not very scientific though. More of a process of elimination type thing." She muses, cheerfully.

[gris_bug_man]

"There is something to be said for both methods," Grissom replies. "And your method obviously must work well. I like to think that ours works as well, though we cannot solve every crime."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Ah well. It'll catch up to them in the end. Just ask Death, she'll tell you." Ace likes Death. She's a nice person to talk to.

[gris_bug_man]

He chuckles slightly. "If I should meet her, I certainly will. I do have--questions."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"Heh. Don't expect too direct of answers. She has the whole mystique thing to keep up, you know." She snickers.

[gris_bug_man]

"Of course. I shouldn't expect anything here to be simple," he replies, chuckling some more.

A serious look returns to his face. "How has Sara been? Truly? I haven't been the kind of friend I should have, and it was very much my own fault. I've been..concerned."

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"She's... been good. I think." She decides not to mention Manual to Grissom. No good can come of that. "Has a lot of people here who look out for her. And cocoa, she's got cocoa." And Manuel. But again, with the not saying a word about that.

[gris_bug_man]

He chuckles again. "Well, as long as she has cocoa, I'll stop worrying about her. Though I hope I'll see her eventually." He needs to explain the Sofia situation and apologise for the past two years. She deserves that much from him.

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

"She should be back by tomorrow. What with the party and all. She did say she was going to come." Ace notes helpfully.

[gris_bug_man]

He shrugs helplessly. "I don't know if I'll be able to come back tomorrow. If I can't and you see her, will you ask her to call me?" He hates sounding so...needy. "I don't want her to feel pressured or anything, but I would like to touch base with her all the same."