Nine Hundred Ninety-Nine Feet Below Fandom, Monday

[designateddadfriend]

Guess what, y'all! There's a bar here now! Why, the hole was practically swimming in coping mechanisms things to do!

. . . Was it still day drinking if there was no external marker of time passing other than people and things falling through the ceiling?

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Re: New arrivals

[hatesparadise]

It was a busy day in the hole!

But they'd been down here a while and someone (it was Annie) had started making mimosas, so now you got greeted by a not-quite-day-drunk but close enough Danny. "Welcome to the hole. Mazel tov," he said dryly.

Re: New arrivals

[shapethecentury]

You know, it made sense that after falling into what had seemed like a bottomless hole in the ground, the first person you meet would be someone from Jersey.

Bucky looked up towards where he'd come from, rubbing at the middle of his chest, then looked at Danny again.

"How long's this been going on?"

He hadn't exactly had time to get the full report from Jesse.

Re: New arrivals

[hatesparadise]

Yeah, yeah. You keep that high and mighty attitude when you went back to Brooklyn and found it gentrified to the hipster life.

"Couple weeks," Danny said with a deep sigh, looking up as well and making a face. He hated being closed in like this. Hated it. "They're trying to find whatever the hell is behind all this."

Go-Pros on squirrels was sounding like a good idea even to him at this point.

Re: New arrivals

[shapethecentury]

Couple weeks.

Bucky really should have checked radio before coming back, huh? Goddammit.

"Well," he said, with another glance at the ceiling. "Mayor's still up there."

Re: New arrivals

[hatesparadise]

Might have been the safer bet, yes.

Danny glanced around at the collection of buildings and space ships. "Yeah," he replied. "Here's hoping they catch a break up there."