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illuminateddark (illuminateddark) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2010-09-03 21:36:00

Entry tags:

seeley booth, sunshine

Who: Sunshine and Seeley Booth
When: Afternoon (or other if it’s more convenient)
Where: A Street in Kansas
What: This is not the reality I’m looking for.
Rating: TBD – slight cursing

Some days working at a family-owned diner and bakery was a piece of cake - no pun intended. Other days were... well, today. At least people were still giving her some space, not asking too many questions. But after the lunch shift had ended, Sunshine had asked Charlie if someone else could cover dinner. It stood testament that her expression was still bruised and her posture still filled with enough post-traumatic-thingummy that he'd said yes. The weather had been nice and it was still daylight, so she was enjoying the walk to her car.

Carthaginian hells. This wasn’t right. This couldn’t be right. Sunshine looked around her, up and down the street. She may get lost on occasion, but she knew New Arcadia well enough to know that this wasn’t it. If this was some kind of sick, vampire joke that Con was playing on her – No, scratch that. Con didn’t have a sense of humor. So what in the seven circles was going on?

“I’m dreaming.” In a few minutes, her alarm would go off and she'd get up and go to the diner to make cinnamon rolls. It seemed a likely enough explanation. Sure, it was the most realistic dream she’d ever had; but, hell, it could happen. It wasn’t even a bad dream. She hadn’t been stabbed, her clothing hadn’t turned into blood cascading around her, and she wasn’t a vampire. So far, so good. She couldn’t complain……..

The hell she couldn’t. Where on earth was she? Sunshine let out an exasperated puff of air and swung around to face the opposite direction. Neither looked very likely to lead her back to her bakery or the sun-filled apartment she’d made her own. It didn’t matter. Standing here wasn’t going to get her any answers, so she set to make a circuit around the block – see what there was to see.

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hates_clowns
2010-09-07 07:50 am UTC (link)

Booth was just getting off work. He'd been in the field since the early morning hours and was in search of good coffee. Unfortunately he'd yet to find a favorite place. Almost a year now and Booth's favorite places were still back in D.C. He needed to remedy that and soon, but later. Coherent thought was needed before real scouting could be done. He parked his crossover on the curb and got out, thank god for company cars. It really didn't come in handy since his own was left back home. He straightened himself out as he stepped out onto the sidewalk and began to turn the corner toward a coffee shop he knew was just a block down.

Most people probably wouldn't have noticed a lost woman in Kansas, would have blown it off as nothing, and gone about their day without so much as a glance. Booth knew it was rarely ever the case. Lost people typically meant misplaced people. Something he was used too after being stuck in demon ridden Kansas so long. So when Sunshine came into view he raised an eyebrow behind his dark shades and pulled them off as he approached her.

'You're new here aren't you?" He questioned with a tilt of his head. He was dressed rather off beat for an official. A bright red tie, favorite cocky belt buckle, and she couldn't see it but his socks weren't exactly standard either. It was probably a strange thing, a stranger coming out of nowhere. So he pulled his wallet from his pocket and flashed his badge just to prove he wasn't some kind of creeper. "FBI. It's kind of my job to notice these things." Out of place and new face -things.

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illuminateddark
2010-09-07 08:18 am UTC (link)

Sunshine halted in her tracks as the man approached her. He looked official. Oh, maybe the color of his tie was a shade brighter and his belt buckle a little rebellious, but she knew the swagger of an officer when she saw one. Besides those few nods to free expression, he was wearing what she considered khaki. Didn’t matter that the term didn’t apply literally. If Aimil had been here, she would have understood. Khaki was one of those colors along with navy blue and black that people wore when there was a “dress code.”

The clothes she wore certainly wouldn’t have fallen into that category. Her jeans, under the light dusting of flour they accumulated despite her apron, were a very dark shade of blue that tinted purple in this light. Her shirt was casual but colorful in an unfortunate shade of pink that had become popular a while back. Her hair was in a ponytail that hadn’t been fixed since she had gone to work at four that morning.

She looked back around her at his first question, uncertain that he was really speaking to her though no one else was in his line of vision. On a different day, she might have strung together a few words for a better response. Hell, he was clearly law enforcement - she might have smiled and tried to make friends. But today wasn’t a good day and she was already a little off-balance from the strange direction things had taken. “FBI?” She didn’t know the phrase. Her confusion showed on her face. “Fantastic Bakers Informant? Fanged Botanical Investor?” Sunshine shook her head. It didn’t matter. “Tell me where this is and I’ll tell you if I’m new here or not.”

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hates_clowns
2010-09-14 01:16 am UTC (link)

He had a certain confidence that often just yelled official, he'd been told. His Partner, Bones had been very literal and didn't seem to understand that being told straightforward things like that wasn't always good. That kind of thing he didn't mind because he knew Bones, but other people? Yeah it upset them."Fantastic,..what?" He said with a raised eyebrow, definitely someone from another world. Sam and Dean had known FBI. Didn't much seem to care for it either until he proved himself several times. "Federal Bureau of Investigation." Booth corrected with a perplexed look on his face.

"You're in Lawrence, Kansas.' He wanted to add 'Demon Land', or Demon Hell, but he didn't want to scare her on her first day, or pretend he knew too much about new people showing up all the time. Occasionally that only scared them more. So Booth took it slow and looked toward a coffee shop behind her. Offering strangers coffee, was even more weird, but he was in desperate need of some after a few long shifts at the FBI in the last few days.

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illuminateddark
2010-09-14 09:36 pm UTC (link)

"Federal Bureau of Investigation - it that a new branch of S.O... wait. Did you say Kansas?" Sunshine literally did a double take then scanned the area around them. Damn. Either she was farther from home than she thought or the man was utterly loony. Right now, she knew which one she was rooting for, though it was unfair towards him.

She took a deep breath and looked levelly at the FBI guy. "I can't be in Kansas," she told him, giving each word weight as she said it. "I don't live any where near Kansas. I'm not even certain how many cities there are left there." This might possibly have made sense if she'd been trying to do something stupid like take a shortcut through nowheresville without an anchor or Con to lead the way. But the matter was, she hadn't. There was absolutely no reason she should be this far from home.

The idea that she might have really snapped this time was getting more like a realistic possibility. It's not that she didn't expect it to happen soon, just not today. There was no reason for it to happen today. The sun was out. For some reason, she steadfastly believed she wasn't going to go crazy when it was still light out and she could still smell the bits of cinnamon that stuck to her clothes from her morning of baking.

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hates_clowns
2010-09-16 06:16 pm UTC (link)

"Yes and Yes." He stated as he watched her quietly and frowned a little, he didn't like being the greeter but he was better then some. Others had tried and and been very unsympathetic, scared the hell out of the new arrivals, or just all around sucked at it. Booth was at least official so he had that sort of diplomacy air about him, he was able to conduct himself in a professional way despite the strange and scary new situation they were in. At least the first thing out of his mouth wasn't going to be demons and end all apocalypses so that helped.

It was warm out, and Booth was still in a suit and tie, he wanted to get back to the complex. "Sorry, seals brought you here..and not the kind that swim in water. " He shrugged and tried to explain to the best of his ability without using the 'd' word, Lucifer, or Lilith's names why Sunshine was suddenly in Kansas and not where she was before. "I know it's weird, trust me. I was in Washington D.C. before this. It's hard to accept but the sooner you do the safer you'll be." He tried to urge her along. Wanting really to get out of the streets, she didn't have an amulet. Things were going to hell. Come nightfall it wasn't the best place to be.

"It's alot to take in, I know. And I probably sound like a crazy person, but we really should get out of the street. "

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illuminateddark
2010-09-16 06:39 pm UTC (link)

Seals bringing her, even if they were 'not the kind that swim in water,' weren't exactly points in favor of this guy's sanity; at least he admitted it. He looked so damn serious about the whole thing that Sunshine wasn't going to peg it as a prank - not on his part at least. That still didn't mean she was going anywhere alone with him any time soon. Sure he said the streets were dangerous, but which ones weren't these days?

The cogs of her mind were whirring so quickly her ears should have been putting out steam. She added up what she knew: Kansas, 'seals,' streets weren't safe, officer of some kind - from DC. Sunshine really wondered how all of this had survived the war, but that was for a different time. "Okay," she answered once she'd got her thoughts in order, "Quick questions first: One, when you say seals, do you mean charms?- something like a fetch?" She added the details in case he was one of the average Joe's who lived in denial about the magic that affected everyday lives. But a fetch would make sense. It also wouldn't be the first she'd come across. And if it was a fetch, she sure as hell wasn't going to go running off with the first person who found her since he was likeliest to be the one after her. "Two, sun's not down yet; is the vampire problem really so bad that you want to be off the streets this early?" Sunshine knew that there were cities where that was the case, especially if they had a gang war raging. Gods and angels, please don't let it be that. She wasn't ready to get caught up in another one of those battles. In fact, right now she should still be wrapped up and sipping whiskey to shake off the shock from the last time. "And third, who are you?"

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