Canon is Ca$h.

[and32cents]

Aw, c'mon! Haven't I already been through enough, here? First that....asshole puts me through the wringer, now you want to do this to me? Nuh-uh. No way. You're not dragging me into this!

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[blueeyedhunter]

Draggin' you into what, kid?


[Have an older smiling man smoking a cigarette. Nothing bad here. Just being friendly, that's all he's doing.]

[and32cents]

[ He eyes that cigarette, looking quite irritated, before responding. ]

This! All of this! This whole thing!

[blueeyedhunter]

Calm down for a second there. This whole thing could be a lot of things. Take a deep breath and be a little more specific.

[bill_hazeldine]

Have you tried going to the police? My Dad could totally help you!

[and32cents]

Look, I don't gotta explain anything to you. Or to anybody. I just got my life back, alright? And I'm not getting dragged into anything else.

[and32cents]

The police? How are the police gonna help out with this?

[blueeyedhunter]

Fair enough, but you come on here and starting rantin' about gettin' dragged into things and people are gonna ask questions. [Shrugs] Just outta concern, you know.

Though if your mun is talkin' about you goin' somewhere else... well you don't usually get much of a choice in that, no matter how hard you try. [Shrugs] Sucks, but that's the way it is.

[and32cents]

...what do you mean "somewhere else"?

[blueeyedhunter]

[Raises an eyebrow]

What did you think you were bein' dragged into?

[and32cents]

How about you start talking a little sense. I'm sick of getting the run-around just for asking a damn question!

[bill_hazeldine]

Well, you sound like you're in some kind of trouble, and I just thought... I suppose you could ask a clergy member for advice, even!

[blueeyedhunter]

I don't know how much sense it's gonna make to you, but whatever, we'll give it a shot.

[But first a fridge pops into existence, because he is not giving someone this kind of explanation without a beer.]

You want a drink before I start tryin' to explain this clusterfuck?

[he gets a beer out of the fridge for himself, looking over his shoulder at Sam]

[and32cents]

[ The lack of a direct answer only irritates him further. But that irritation doesn't entirely mask the surprise at the sudden fridge. That surprise feeds into the irritation and impatience, and leads to Russell getting a very terse, snappy answer. ]

Sure.

[and32cents]

What the hell kind of problem do you think I'm having here?

[blueeyedhunter]

Okay

[Russell gets out one and opens it, handing the bottle to Sam. Then he sits down on a couch that appears just like a fridge, with a comfy la-z-boy for Sam]

Sit down.

[It's not really a suggestion, but Russell is nice enough that it sounds like one]

So, this place [He gestures around to the sort of empty space] is an in-between for when the lady you were just aruguin' with before doesn't have anythin' in particular that she wants you to do... yet. Once she figures that out, you'll end up goin' wherever it is that she just decided, with no memory of this place or that she has that control of you, like you just stepped out of wherever it is you're from and into wherever it is she wants you.

[he takes a drink of the beer]

Have I lost you yet?

[bill_hazeldine]

Well, I won't know unless you tell me something... Not that it's any of my business, really... you just seemed like a nice guy in need and was in some kind of trouble! Besides, where on earth are we?

[and32cents]

[ Oh, that polite but demanding manner. He would have sat, if not for the way he'd been told. So he remains standing, sipping at the beer, looking more and more irritated, the more Russell talks. ]

Yeah, I got that part already. I wanna know what the hell else there could be! She won't tell me a damn thing about any of it!

[and32cents]

I dunno. Some sort of... in-between place. A messed up waiting room before we're dragged off somewhere else that we don't wanna go.

[blueeyedhunter]

[Russell just shakes his head. Stubborn kids. He's too old for that shit, so if he wants to stand he can stand. Pity, that chair looks awful comfy.]

The possibilities are pretty much endless. There's cities built inside spaceships, asylums, a post-apocalyptic Vegas where you have to have sex with guys or die, a giant library full of monsters, magic islands, the suburbs. She might not have told you anythin' because she doesn't know where she wants to send you yet.

[and32cents]

[ He looks like he doesn't believe Russell at all, getting more and more skeptical as he lists things off. Especially with one in particular. ]

What was that about Vegas?!

[blueeyedhunter]

[Russell chuckles]

Yeah, some Norse god came through after the Apocalypse, brought in a buncha guys and makes 'em have sex or they go crazy and die.

Sounds like fun, don't it?

[and32cents]

Norse gods?! C'mon, man. Sure, I'll believe we're getting yanked from place to place. Magic fridges and all that. But THAT one? You're making that up.

[bill_hazeldine]

Somewhere we don't wanna go? I just want to go home, to Little Stempington, with my folks! How do we get out of here?

[rockofages]

Heh.

Ever the precious one when it comes to your trials.

[and32cents]

Only ways out I've found so far just go to those other places. Weird places. With magic and stuff.