Entrance Post

[not-british.livejournal.com]

[OOM: In which Dr Robert Chase attempts to burn the midnight oil]

He tugged the door open, head down, eyes to the floor.

Something wasn't right. He pulled his head up, looking around.

He knew his boss liked to drink, but since when did he turn his office into a full service bar? When did he have time?

Chase blinked, trying to clear his mind.

He was hallucinating, that's all.

Riiiiight.

Come, you know you want to break in the newbie. At the very least, laugh at his perplexed expression. Mock his confusion, or ihs accent.

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[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"Oh dear. Here, now take a seat. Would you like something to drink?"

He sips his wine.

"Rest assured, I'll explain everything."

[not-british.livejournal.com]

"Whiskey would be...good." Chase nods and sits as he's told.

Solid chair. This can't be good.

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"Now. Do you believe in magic? Or in science?"

He steeples his fingers.

"Pick one."

[not-british.livejournal.com]

Being a doctor, there is no hesitation.

"Science. Why?"

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"Alright. That makes it a little more complicated."

He frowns. He doesn't know a thing about it, except what Sheppard told him

"Er... parallel universes. And a bubble that everyone from them can visit."

[not-british.livejournal.com]

"A bubble. In the universe. parallel universe." Chase nods.

"Okay. So. Basically., you're saying I'm not in Kansas anymore. Gotcha."

He could really go for that Whiskey right about now.

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"Oh good. I don't really understand a thing about it. I'm just repeating what I've been told."

He smiles, and turns to the bar.

"A whiskey, if you please. And another Benden."

[not-british.livejournal.com]

"So. What is this place?" Chase's hands wrap protectively around the whiskey that...appeared on the bar. He's not even going to question that, his head is already swimming around the vividness of this hallucination.

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"Milliways. The Bar at the End of the Universe."

He smiles, and sips his wine.

"It's a pleasant place. A little much, at first. But pleasant."

[not-british.livejournal.com]

"Where all the parallel universes meet?" Chase asks, arching a brow."Fascinating." He looks around with new appreciation.

"How do I get back home? Or, work as it were. I was going to the office to work on House's...my paperwork."

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"That, I can't tell you."

He shrugs.

"It's up to the bar. If the door leads to your home, then you'll get to your home. If it doesn't, you'll get to the lake outdoors. Until then, there are a few rules to follow."

[not-british.livejournal.com]

Chase nods, and sips his whiskey.

"Rules. Of course. Do tell."

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"No violence, buisness, or intercourse in the bar."

He continues to drink his wine.

[not-british.livejournal.com]

"That sounds reasonable." Chase shrugs.

"No violence, no business, no sex. No big deal, right?" He takes a drink.

"Have you...been here long?"

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"A few weeks, and there are rooms available upstairs, should any of those prove too constraining."

Small smile into the wine glass.

[not-british.livejournal.com]

"So, the rules don't apply upstairs?" Chase asks, corners of his mouth twitching.

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"No. Well, that doesn't mean you should hurt anyone up there. But you understand what I mean."

[not-british.livejournal.com]

"Of course. I'm a doctor, I don't...hurt people. I try to help them, anyway."

Chase narrows ihs eyes for a moment. "Name's Chase, by the way."

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"Masterharper Robinton. And a doctor is a kind of healer, yes?"

He shrugs.

"Can never be too careful."

[not-british.livejournal.com]

"Yes. I'm a...healer." Chase crinkles his nose. "You don't know what a doctor is?"

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"No. But I know what a healer is, of course. Those who take their Mastery in treating the wounded and the ill."

He smiles.

"One can never have too many healers."

[not-british.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. That's...I guess that's true." Chase nods. "So, where are you from, anyway?"

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"A place called Pern."

He shrugs.

"A different world. The last doctor I met was from Earth. Is that your home?"

[not-british.livejournal.com]

"Yes. I'm from...earth." Seems very odd to say that. It doesn't occur to him the doctor could be someone h knows, so he doesn't ask.

And he's starting to have thoughts that don't lend themselves to this being a hallucination, and that...scares him.

[robinton-harper.livejournal.com]

"What's being a healer on Earth like? The man I met gave me a rather cynical outlook."

He smiles, remembering.

"Strange man."