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bonnie bennett knows what death looks like (thatwitch) wrote in wariscoming,
@ 2011-03-22 14:27:00

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bonnie bennett, danny williams

Who: Bonnie Bennett & Danny Williams
When: March 21, 2011 - Evening
Where: Lawrence: Java Break
What: Bonnie goes to meet Danny to prove to him that he isn't getting punk'd.
Rating: PG

Okay, to say that Bonnie was super excited to realize that Danno was in Lawrence would have been an understatement. She knew that she probably looked like a crazy person right then, with the huge smile and random squeals of glee, but how often did you get to meet one of your favourite TV show characters? Well, when you were in middle of the apocalypse with a malfunctioning seal, the answer was very often for most people. But she had yet to see anyone she was actually a fan of show up. Until now.

She had discovered Hawaii Five-0 in Kansas, while she had been recovering from that fight with Abigail and before the Lady Gaga concert. She had ended up watching the entire thing in the span of that week and she hadn't regretted it. That show was pure eye candy and awesome snark. That was what all good television should be about. She could says she watched for the plot...but then she'd be a liar.

As she parked her Prius in front of the Java Break, she took a calming breath and ordered, "Do not freak him out, Bonnie. Do not fangirl him." Whether she actually followed the order remained to be seen. Getting out of the car, she actually managed to not look like a crazy person as she walked in. It was easy to find who she was looking for because he was quite distinctive with his dress shirt and tie in a room full of casually dressed people.

Picking up her pace, she sat down in front of him with a smile. "Hi, I'm Bonnie."

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thatwitch
2011-03-30 01:07 pm UTC (link)

"Well, if I did turn it into a mouse, you know you'd just need a piece of cheese to lure it back, right?" She asked leaning back into her chair. If he was going to be sarcastic, she would go with it. People dealt with hearing the kind of news she was giving out in all kinds of way. She was just glad that his gun was staying holstered.

"That's...the other thing. Jedi are fictional. Booth is fictional. Except not where they come from. Some of us that are taken are from TV shows, movies, and books. I don't know why, but it's for real. As far as I know, I'm not, but I never bothered to look." There had been a troubling moment when she had first arrived here and had tried to MapQuest Mystic Falls and she was told it was fictional, but she had shut off her phone at that and refused to look further. She looked at him somewhat uncertainly, not sure how to break Hawaii Five-0 to him. "I didn't want to know. But would you want to know if you were fictional or not?"

She leaned forward then. "The complex was started by people like us for us. You could complain to them, but they can't do anything about it to send us back. It's rent free and they provide some basic necessities and some pocket money, but you'll need to find a job or some way to make cash if you want to survive here. There's a guy here, Hardison, who can get you the right papers for a new ID, but there are plenty of places willing to pay under the table. And yeah, you're a cop, but normal rules don't apply when you're kidnapped to an alternate dimension."

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agentjersey
2011-03-30 05:38 pm UTC (link)

The image of him trying to lure his coffee-turned-mouse out from under furniture with a piece of cheese temporarily stopped him in his tracks. He took his hand off the cup, dropping it back to the table. "The coffee here isn't good enough to be worth that," he replied. He'd tasted better coffee when he'd gone to the jail to question an inmate but from the bored look on the barrista's face, she couldn't have cared less. He'd drink it anyway but maybe being turned into a mouse would be an improvement.

So if he was following what she'd said correctly, there was somewhere where a highly talented team of scientists analyzed bodies to help an FBI agent catch the killer and a galaxy far, far away wasn't just some fanboy's wildest dream. Which technically made this place some fanboy's wildest dream. That was something in favor of reality. Comic Con unleashed wasn't his idea of a good time. "We're real but that translates somewhere else into something fictional," he said, echoing a condensed version to show he had an idea of what he was hearing. "I would prefer to know if I'm going to be out in public." His gaze dropped to the phone sitting on the table beside his badge. Contacting the rest of the 5-0 team wasn't working but the mobile internet was working without a problem. He picked it up, hitting the button to bring up the mobile browser.

"If something stuck me here when I was in Hawaii earlier in the day, a bunch of people in a complex aren't going to help me get back. I know that much." So something brought them here, against their will, then dumped them off and just expected them to fend for themselves? "The mystical forces sound like the roommate everyone hates to have. Takes without asking and leaves you to clean up their mess." He'd had one of those back in Jersey. Needless to say, that didn't work out for long. "Sounds like the guy on that TV show about the crew of thieves." He had to find a job when he'd had one that he was not only good at, but enjoyed. "Normal rules haven't applied in a couple of months."

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