1st Hat (Double Intro with [livejournal.com profile] pinkscarflady)

Nov. 20th, 2011 09:42 pm
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[Huh.  Well.  This is different.  Different, and yet somehow the same.  These aren't the clothes Dad went to sleep wearing, and this isn't the bed he went to sleep in, but this is definitely the person he went to sleep with.  Brow furrowed with concern, he shakes his head and slowly climbs out of bed to have a look around the room.  After a cursory glance, he determines that his hat and pipe are missing.  Distressing news indeed - every good dad knows you should never be without your hat and pipe.  Eventually, he returns to bedside, placing a hand on the woman's shoulder and attempting to gently rouse her out of what is surely a wine-induced slumber.]

Wake up.  Something's wrong here.

[Later on, once the two have gotten their bearings a bit and gotten dressed for the day, Dad and Mom can both be found in the kitchen around the breakfast table.  Dad is standing over the oven, wearing a 'Kiss the Cook' apron and frying up some eggs and bacon to start the day.  Toast is in the toaster, ready to go in a minute or two.  Mom, for her own part, can be found at the table drinking coffee.  Irish coffee, rather.  Heavy on the Irish.  It's more or less just coffee flavored liquor.  They haven't met the other housemates yet, but surely the scent of a delicious breakfast wafting through the air should be more than enough to lure them downstairs.]

[Action; around town]

[After a good hearty breakfast - or a good stiff drink, as the case may be - Dad and Mom can be found walking around Mayfield both together and separately.  They both seem to be rather calm about the whole thing, and by all accounts look to be taking their change of surroundings rather well.  After all, this is hardly the first time either of them has woken up in a different place with no prior warning.  Dad's managed to find a replacement hat and pipe, which he's thoughtfully smoking as he walks about, and Mom seems to already have a gin martini in her hand.  It's always five o'clock somewhere, as they say.]

((OOC: Feel free to catch them as they're exploring the town.  Please put in the subject line whether you want Dad, Mom, or both in the response.))

Date: 2011-11-21 03:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] busy-fists.livejournal.com
Sure, let's see how everything went. I'm sure it was a beautiful ceremony.

[Visibly amused with this, he heads back over to sit on the bed, patting the space beside him for her.]

Date: 2011-11-21 03:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pinkscarflady.livejournal.com
[She sits down next to him and and opens the album.]

Hmm... dress is a bit old fashioned, but pretty. You certainly look sharp in that tux.

[She flips through until they get to the kids. One of those kids is familiar. Familiar enough that she pales visibly and nearly drops the book.]

Rose......

[She could really use a drink right now.]

Date: 2011-11-21 04:06 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] busy-fists.livejournal.com
[Dad reaches over to steady her, taking the book and setting it in his own lap to get a good look.]

So that's your Rose?

[He rubs his chin thoughtfully, staring down at the picture as he reaches for Mom's hand to give it a squeeze.]

Looks like she's caught up in all this too.

Date: 2011-11-21 04:10 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pinkscarflady.livejournal.com
[She squeezes back and nods, recovering her composure.]

Yes, that's her. I wonder what this means.....

Since she's pictured with us, is she here as well?

And who is the other child....?

Date: 2011-11-21 04:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] busy-fists.livejournal.com
I'd say it's a fair bet she is. If I were a betting man.

[Having another look at the pictures.]

Well, it's not my John, that's for sure. I wonder where the extra kid fits into the picture. So far, it's the only thing that doesn't match up.

[And after a moment's thought, an idea occurs to him.]

Maybe it's one of those Internet friends John's always talking about? That's how he knows Rose, isn't it?

Date: 2011-11-21 04:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pinkscarflady.livejournal.com
Yes.... I suppose that's possible.

[It would make a lot of sense, actually. It was the only potential connection she could see, after all.]

Rose has mentioned them on a few occasions. Perhaps we should have a look around? We might be able to clear up some of these mysteries.

Date: 2011-11-21 04:30 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] busy-fists.livejournal.com
You're right. We're not going to figure much out just sitting around in here.

[Moving to the closet, he takes out a shirt and some pants that conveniently seem to resemble the ones he always wears at home and starts getting dressed for the day.]

How about some breakfast first, though? Can't properly investigate on an empty stomach.

Date: 2011-11-21 04:34 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pinkscarflady.livejournal.com
[She smiles.]

Excellent point. Personally, I could use a good stiff drink.

[She's also pulling out clothes. She's not exactly fond of floral print shirt-waist dresses, but they seem to be the order of the day.]

I already miss my lab coat.

Date: 2011-11-21 04:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] busy-fists.livejournal.com
We could probably stand to do a little clothes shopping too, once we've figured out where we are and what's going on in this town.

Date: 2011-11-21 04:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pinkscarflady.livejournal.com
We can put that on the list. But first, let's see if we can find the kitchen.

[And the liquor cabinet, but that's usually close to the kitchen.]

Date: 2011-11-21 09:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] busy-fists.livejournal.com
Right. One thing at a time.

[Once he's finished getting dressed, he waits for Mom and heads downstairs to explore.]

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