[open] monstas!

[amberhearted]

Who: Alexander, open!
When: March 29th through the first week of April.
Where: Various locations in Locke City.
What: Encounters with the no-longer-quite-so-mundane item monsters both on and off the clock.
Warnings: tba!

Various prompts in the comments!

A: Playing cards versus Starbucks
B: Answering a monster-related 911 call
C: Bring your own adventure

Prompts are in prose, but it doesn't matter which format you use. I'll match!

Comments

[detectivetroll]

It's definitely out of left field. It takes him a moment to reply to Alex's question, because he's trying to figure out what the hell had just happened.

Nick really isn't the type of guy to just say shit like that, except maybe when he's drunk, but he hasn't had anything stronger than coffee all day.

"No, I - shit, I have no idea where the hell that came from."

[amberhearted]

His brows sail even higher. "What do you mean, you have no idea where that came from?"

The question itself may come off as accusatory, but his tone is more confused with a touch of dubiousness. With all the (more than usual) bizarre shit happening recently, should he suspect foul play...?

Sullied glove off and held from one of the fingers in his other hand, Alex quickly shoves his bare hand into the warmth of his pocket. Immediately, he feels compelled to blurt, "I burned my bridge with Vin because I'm afraid of pulses that change who we are."

It doesn't take even a second for the color to figuratively drain from his face. He stares at Nick, breath temporarily caught. If his heart were still one to beat, it would have skipped one.

Hastily, he adds, "Something's not right. Something-- something's doing some-- I mean-- Fuck." He runs his fingers through his hair, clearly agitated. "Magic, monster, something."

[detectivetroll]

Nick just kind of frowns at that question. He doesn't even really know what he means, and he's trying to think of an answer that isn't 'I just said it and I don't know why.'

He's saved from having to come up with something by Alex's announcement, and then it's Nick's turn to stare back at him in confusion.

Part of him wants to ask what happened, or even to admit that he's afraid of that, too, but he's pretty sure that Alex wouldn't want him commenting on it anymore than Nick wants to talk about what he just said. Or even think about it.

Clearly the better option right now is avoiding the hell out of it.

"Truth serum? Shit, maybe they took a step up from the giggle water."