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[morethan084]

This place is beyond fucked up. I'm beyond fucked up.

[And drunk on top of all of that. For anyone who hasn't seen Skye since whatever happened to bring back past her, hi. This is 18 year old Skye who came from a very shitty time in her life and now has powers on top of all of that. Awesome.

She's also currently drunk and her make up is running down her face. Even more awesome. Hopefully no one ever uses this for some sort of black mail.

Running a hand through her hair, Skye pokes at random things on the screen. This technology is too much for her right now, but even still, she came from 2007 and had a flip phone back home. Also, yeah, not as techno-savvy as she is usually.]

I don't even know if this thing is on.

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[garrick]

[ Someone was literally planning on running over, grabbing his coffee and being back at his own place within eight seconds; perks of being a speedster and all.

But this works too.]

That depends, you're in Heropa right?

[morethan084]

Yep. Still hate that lame name.

[Abandoning the bottle on the floor, Skye uses the tree trunk for support as she gets to her feet. Oh. Walking is going to be fun.]

[garrick]

[ And Jay will just put instructions in text on how to get to the main coffee shop on in the city center. It's the only one he even knows.

And as for using the tree.. Well, offering to help with that would probably be too much. He'd rather make sure someone got their coffee instead of wandering off with some wounded pride.]

It shouldn't be too far away. I'll put this order in, grab mine, and if you want to sit at the same table as me then you're welcome to. And if not, then there's no hard feelings there.

[morethan084]

[Once upright, Skye looks at the message he sent her. Oh great. Reading.

Running a hand over her face, Skye read each word slowly. Okay. City center. She knows where that is. It's a two minute walk from where she is now.]

You're a cool guy... What did you say your name was again?

[Either way she's stumbling her way over to the coffee shop.]

[garrick]

[ Jay takes a moment to phone his order in before going back to the conversation at hand and boy does someone seem really out of it. For a moment Jay has to wonder if he should have offered to walk her there and hopes Skye manages it without being hit by a car.]

Jay. Jay Garrick. And hopefully yours is still Skye.

[ He'll hang up for thirty seconds as he makes his way to the coffee place, finding a table in the corner once he's grabbed his coffee and switching his device back on.]

[morethan084]

Jay. Right.

Still Skye, as far as I know.

[It took her a while to decide on a name for herself. Because Mary Sue Poots was just not cutting it for her.

It does take her a little longer to get there, but when she does, Skye does her best to walk through the door acting as sober as she can.

She only slams her hip into something once. Clearing her throat, Skye picked up her order and looked around for Jay. Which wasn't very hard as no one else was sitting in here at the moment. All eyes were on them, but especially her, as she wasn't doing the greatest job at acting sober.

Plus, unbeknownst to her, she wasn't exactly a favorite of the natives around here right now for something her future normal did before this happened.]

Long time, no chat.

[garrick]

[ There's a wince and nothing more when Jay watches Skye bumping into a table on her way over. That'll be certain to leave a mark.

At least the coffee is waiting for Skye and Jay can't help an almost apologetic smile. Something is going on here, he's noticed some of the looks from the natives (the same natives who treat Jay like he's the best thing ever). Whatever it is, Jay hopes that it waits until this one has sobered up some.]

I know, about five minutes. How you feeling?

[morethan084]

[Setting her coffee down on the table, Skye pulls out her chair and nearly misses plopping down onto it. Grabbing the side of the table to steady herself, which tilts with her weight, she quickly lets go.

How's that for an answer? Well, in case he needs a verbal one:]

Drunk.

[Very. Very. Drunk.]