BUT TONIGHT IS THE NIGHT WE CAN REALLY LET GO ( OPEN )

[medusalith]

Date & Time: SATURDAY AT FIVE ( IT'S BACKDATED )
Location: DITR's offices in the hold, possibly spilling out into the hall if it gets super crowded.
Characters: Medusa, Saul, the staff of DITR, and YOU
Summary: In an effort to promote COMMUNITY OUTREACH the DITR hosts an open house! Free food and drink - you can't say no to that.
Warnings: Nothing? If anything comes up, please mark it in thread headers.

( IT'S A PARTY. THERE IS MUSIC OF QUESTIONABLE TASTE - PROBABLY ONE OR TWO ONE HIT WONDERS FROM THE 1980S ON REPEAT BECAUSE THAT'S ALL THEY COULD FIND UNTIL ANNE SINGS. THERE IS ALSO FOOD, BUT IT'S MUCH BETTER THAN THE MUSIC. THINK OPEN HOUSE FOOD - CHEESE AND CRACKERS AND MEATS AND LOTS OF DAINTY DESSERTS.

AND WINE. THERE IS LOTS OF WINE.

TAG YOURSELF IN OR HIT ANYONE ELSE UP - IT'S A FREE FOR ALL. )

Comments

[skennen]

New York?

[Or that's the city he was in when the Initiative's machine snagged him and hauled him forward fifteen hundred years.]

[5055034455]

[Saul arches an eyebrow, catching the upward inflection at the end of Connor's answer.]

You sure about that?

[skennen]

[He raises an eyebrow right back at him and tacks on a slight tilt of the head for good measure.]

That is what they call the city in my time?

[Totally misunderstood that question. And now wondering if they renamed New York at some point.]

[5055034455]

What time is your time?

[Because really, Saul can't tell.]

[skennen]

[He manages not to sigh outright but does shut his eyes for a second or two.]

I was taken from 1776.

[Time to fight fire with fire.]

What about you? From where and what time do you hail?

[5055034455]

Before or after July fourth?

[SUCH AN IMPORTANT QUESTION.]

And I'm from Albuquerque, New Mexico. 2010.

[skennen]

... Before?

[Which might explain why he looks so very baffled. Single strangest question he has ever been asked. What is this guy up to?]

New Mexico, 2010.

[Repeated thoughtfully as he tries to steer his thoughts back to the reconnaissance mission. He won't be distracted by random, nonsensical questions, no sir!]

You do not dress as the locals did in Black Rock.

[Why aren't you a cowboy, Saul?]

[5055034455]

What? No, no. I'm from Albuquerque.

[He could never pull off the cowboy look, bro.

But that won't stop him from making sexually-charged jokes about riding!]

[skennen]

Is Albuquerque not near Black Rock?

[New Mexico, such a mystery.]

[5055034455]

Not really. It's... about a hundred miles away, I think? Maybe closer to two hundred?

[skennen]

I see.

[He nods thoughtfully... only to turn his head and level a pointed look at Saul.]

So, how is your work going?