[log] Trapped at the Drive-thru[closed]

[jumpthegun]

Characters: John Watson, Sherlock Holmes, Sylar, Rhys, Angel, Vaughn, and Beckett (and possibly the Cat)
Location: Building 248
Date: Day 177
Summary: Far too many people descend on a fast food joint for supplies.
Warnings: Please just note note them in the subject line if they come up!

[A fast food restaurant. The exact details of the brand are missing, but it sells fairly standard fare: hamburgers, french fries, chicken nuggets, soda... Sadly, it seems like they don't have milkshakes or ice cream, but sometimes they have coffee! This place is regularly stocked with food, so no one can stay here overnight. "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY THREE, TRAVELLING NORTH, IF ANY ASSISTANCE IS REQUIRED CONTACT @LELRIC ANY TIME" is written on one of the walls. "ALPHONSE ELRIC, DAY ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY TWO, CONTACT @LELRIC FOR ANY ASSISTANCE." is written on the wall.]

Comments

[howdull]

[Seriously? Seriously? Sherlock gives his tablet the most unimpressed look ever.]

Define your parameters of new.

[moneyman]

[ more unimpressed looks... at least he's not close enough to see it anymore. he's starting to think maybe making friends with this guy is not gonna work out. ]

I dunno, within the last couple weeks or so?

[howdull]

[Eleven days, that's within the definition of a couple of weeks.]

Then yes, I am new.

[moneyman]

Ah. I'd say "welcome," but... well, you know. Anyway, I'm Vaughn if you need anything. I can like... leave it behind you or something.

[ not that he's intimidated or anything. ]

[howdull]

Why would I need anything from you?

[He's genuinely baffled, and doesn't mean for it to come off as soul crushingly rude as it does.]