Bazzer (bookman_bazzer) wrote in omega_rpg, @ 2008-06-22 20:06:00 |
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Current location: | the bar |
Current mood: | shocked |
Entry tags: | bazzer, mac |
Who: Bazzer & Mac
Where: the bar
Why: because Bazzer needs a drink!
When: Today!
Once he'd been discharged from the clinic, Bazzer had holed up in a back corner of the library with books on the recent history of this world and on nuclear fallout. Both were disturbing reads, though insightful. He only ventured out late at night to find food and even then for as briefly as possible. Flying made things faster though and he was much less obtrusive that way too. Finding out that no one else here could do what he could or anything else, that everyone was a baseline human was disconcerting to say the least. It had been one shock on top of another for the past few days now.
There was only one thing to do when the shocks outnumbered the normalcy of life. Get shitfaced until the shocks became normal. That was Bazzer's goal too as he walked into the bar. It had looked open, though in this nearly deserted ghost town 'open' seemed relative. "Anyone home?" he called, leaning on the bar. Bar stools were good. He liked bar stools.