[audio] un: nah (forward-dated to the 3rd)

[damnable]

So turns out the beacon can swallow you up and spit you right back out after several decades in your own world - in case everyone else is as unaware of that being a possibility as I was.

Name's Red for those of you who didn't know me before when I was teenage-shaped and brand spankin' new to life. For those who did, sorry for the awkward, weird social situation the beacon's just created for us. Now that I'm wiser-to-life, I feel it's better to be up front about some things. I can see people's souls, auras, whatever you wanna call 'em. So I know a lot about someone from the get-go, and I can't turn it on and off.

So there's some options:

A) I can tell you what I see when I meet you in full detail so you know what I know.

B) We both pretend like I don't see shit. Denial is not just a river in Egypt, it's a fun little coping mechanism.

C) My ability malfunctions - can't control this but it happens here.

D) I can make some colorful description up, and we roll with it, cause why not? Live your dreams.

If you got a preference, let me know or I'll assume B is it. I'll be at the bar, drinking about a thousand drinks, and grappling with sudden onslaught of memories and emotions and all that messy fun shit. Cheers, and Happy Train day.

( OOC: Open to network responses and/or action spam. If you want Red to see your chars' aura at some point, feel free to fill it permissions here - I assume her ability just doesn't work if there's nothing filled out so no worries regardless. :) If you already filled it out on her old journal, no need to fill it out again! )

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[damnable]

God, yeah. What are the chances the next place is fresh out of either?

I am not above stealing. This is a Robin Hood situation, and we are helping this world out -

( There is a long pause as she remembers all of the group's shenanigans throughout her time with them and what she heard beforehand )

Mostly.

[rumorate]

I think some of us have been working behind the bar.

[Not that she personally knows many of them yet - it seems like they're mostly new people and she's still getting there. But if they need to smuggle a couple of bottles out, Allison has a lot of room in her metaphorical suitcase.]

Might be able to sneak some out here and there.

[damnable]

Good. I'll make it happen one way or another. We go through enough shit to not be properly caffeinated or... alcohol-inated.

Making new words here.

( She takes another long sip from her glass and looks over at Allison with a smile. )

So what's your favorite drink?

[rumorate]

Most of the time it's just whiskey.

[There's not always a lot of time to go around fixing fancy drinks. But sometimes when she likes to indulge:]

I love a good martini though.

[damnable]

Whiskey's a classic.

( It's what Red happens to have in her own glass at the moment as she lifts it up, but then she smiles. )

And so's a good martini. Can't go wrong. Time to enjoy our travelling time for once since it seems we're doing so in real good digs with alcohol, coffee - I heard there's even a movie theater.

[rumorate]

Really?

[Is it weird that she misses movies? They were such an essential part of her life for so long, but she feels like she hasn't thought about that part in so long.]

I used to be an actress.

[damnable]

( Red turns to look at her with surprise at that announcement, and a smile pulls across her face, because - )

Y'know what, I can see it. You're beautiful, talented.

Were you an actress in movies? Like a big star?

[rumorate]

Yep.

[So big the paparazzi saw fit to inform her of her father's death on the red carpet, just to get her reaction, the assholes.]

Mostly popcorn flicks. I was no Cate Blanchett.

[damnable]

Nothin' wrong with popcorn flicks. In fact, I find 'em vital myself.

Sometimes people want to go to the cinema and not be challenged with humanity's greatest sins or triumphs.

Sometimes they wanna go to forget and be entertained and be distracted from the shit of the world for a couple of hours of a fun ride. ( She lifts her drink in Allison's direction. ) So best and worst things about acting in movies?

[rumorate]

Best is absolutely the clothes.

[Allison loves a costume and having her own personal stylist is probably the one thing from Hollywood she would keep at the end of the day. She also won't deny that the job is an easy one in comparison to some of the other things she could have done.

(She also probably could have taken over the world with her powers so it's probably for the best that the height of her ambition turned out to be "I want to be an actress.")

As for the worst:]

The paparazzi really does suck though. Did you know that one of them decided to break the news of my father's death to me while I was standing on a red carpet?

[damnable]

You are fashionable as fuck.

( So this checks out absolutely. Red tends to throw on whatever, but she has gotten - maybe not a fashion sense as she's gotten older, but she finds pieces she likes and she buys them and wears them. Can't go wrong with a comfortable hoodie though at the end of the day.

She makes a face. )

...well, hell, guess the pap has simply decided social niceties don't belong to them. I'm sorry. Screwed up way to learn something like that especially with all those eyes and cameras on you. ( Even if her relationship with her father was complicated, she deserved to react to it privately. )

[rumorate]

[She nods.]

Luckily I have a good poker face. They didn't get much. But it still was pretty shitty.

[And they're lucky they caught her off guard or she definitely would have retaliated.]