realityshifted | 001- Another Dizzy Day

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baccano! (d1) firo porchainezo

001- Another Dizzy Day

[Pops onto the Plane in mid-step and stops, foot in the air, looking rather confused. His clothes are a study in 1930s fashion, from the single-breasted green jacket to two-tone shoes. His clothes are also riddled with bullet holes—from single-breasted jacket to, yes, his two-tone shoes. He, however, doesn’t have a scratch on him, and neither does the hat in his hands.] Huh. Well that’s different.

[[For Time Lords, TARDISes, and others who can sense such things, Firo is immortal, too.]]

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[Concerned] You sure?

[Pounding in his head intensifies. He can smell the ocean and the ozone smell of an approaching storm. The deck creaks under him, and he stands over the pile of empty clothes the wind toys with and laughs...

And then realizes he's laughing now, too, despite the fact that his head feels like it's splitting open. Also realizes that he's on his knees on the Plane. The laughter trails off, and he gives Dino a small, pained grin from his position on the ground.]

Ow.

[Kind of staring at him in shock. People collapsing and then laughing aren't isn't really normally for him...and it probably isn't a good sign.] What was that about? [Offers his hand to help Firo up]

[Accepts the hand, more than a little concerned and embarrassed himself.] It's... well. It's not normal, anyway. Maiza says the fits will probably go away eventually, but.... [He shakes himself and dusts off the knees of his pants, and then blinks down at them.]

Don't really need to bother, huh?

Any idea what's causing these fits in the first place?

[Have a Firo-is-going-to-be-difficult-now smile.] Yes.

[Does not like the look of the smile] You going to tell me what the cause is?

[Slow shrug.] Don't really know you.

[Laughs] That's true. Can't say I blame you for not trusting me. [Looks over the bullet hole riddled clothes again and comes to a conclusion] I suppose I had better tell you that you can get back home just by thinking about it.

[Relaxes.] Yeah, someone mentioned it. [Ironic grin.] Considering the reception waiting back home, I might wander here a bit before I blow. You said there was a bar?

Yeah, there's suppose to be a bar around here somewhere. A word of warning though, the cops are probably going to be suspicious of a guy wandering around looking like he just came out of a gunfight.

[Cheerful grin.] Ah, what's another shamus giving me funny looks? 'sides, they can see themselves I haven't got a scratch.

[Isn't a lot he can say to that] Okay, uh that's true.

[Still iconing.] So, you know where this bar is? s' funny, I've never been to one that's all out in the open before.

I know the general direction, but I haven't been there myself. You can't miss it though.

Well then! Um. Which way?

[Look around for a minuet thinking, then points off to the left] It's over that way!

[Annnd, because talking about them wandering around until they find it is boring, they are there! And Firo is looking over the disaster that the fight with Hades made of the place with real remorse.]

Damn. Waste of good liquor.

[Stares at the mess a bit shocked] What happened to this place?

Your guess and mine. [He shrugs.] Someone k-balling a speakeasy? Anyway, hang on.

[He poofs, then returns a few moments later with two glasses and an unmarked bottle.] Courtesy of the Alveare. Uncut whiskey, best this side of the three mile marker.

[He pours a shot into each glass and offers one to Dino.]

[Takes the glass and smiles slightly] Thanks. [And he drinks a bit then freezes as he tries to avoid gagging. Apparently he's gotten so used to wines that he can't handle stuff like this anymore]

[Snerk. Firo watches him with amusement and downs his own drink.] Don't drink much?

[Trying to appear as if nothing had happened] Not like this, no. I prefer wine.

[Cheerfully.] Have to educate each other, I guess.

[Smirks] Alright. [Poofs off and comes back with a bottle of, very, very expensive wine] Care to try some?

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