stargatemedic: (Paperwork - Distractions)
Tamara Johansen ([personal profile] stargatemedic) wrote in [community profile] nysalogs2018-08-06 07:17 pm

closed; a man walks into a bar

Who: TJ Johansen ([personal profile] stargatemedic) & Brock Rumlow ([personal profile] ukase)
What: Drinking and dares (maybe)
When: Several days after their first bar meeting
Where: The Frosty Tap Cantina
Warning(s): TBD



It was easier for TJ to tell herself that she was following up on a patient than it was to admit that she'd had enough of New and Exciting™ and needed a bit of a break. Where 'following up on a patient' didn't usually entail going to a bar, she felt justified in the fact that his bones had fallen out of his body at the bar, so she could reexamine his hand at the bar.

Maybe it was better to get a drink in her before she started talking dares or anything else.

Despite it being a night out, TJ had still dressed in something resembling her former uniform; absent the pants, she'd pulled on jeans instead, but the Air Force shirt remained. Hair stayed up and she'd even brought her small medkit, just in case anything inside it was needed.

Finding a (relatively) quiet table in the corner nearest the excitement, something that hadn't clearly started up just yet, she ordered something that appeared tame and waited for her new acquaintance to arrive.
ukase: DW: famira (Whoa show pony)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-17 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"So you meet the descendants of yourselves," he said, his tone a bit confused as he tried to wrap his mind around the very idea. It was like some kind of weird time loop? He supposed that made a relationship awkward since you could be dating a relative of your original self. "That's fucked up, you know."

And at the notion of losing everything, he was quiet for a time and almost asked for a drink. He knew all about that; he came here with nothing and still had nothing. "No, but it's an opportunity to build up again, right?"
ukase: (Aim)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-17 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
He suspected she could explain it more, but it was likely a subject to have to return to at another time. Let them take a minute to process it all. Besides, her experiences seemed to be vastly different from his own in some regards and quite the same in others.

"So what's your opportunity in a place like this? You have a plan on where you want to go with yourself?" He watched her, taking a sip from his glass of water or whatever they called it here.
ukase: DW: famira (Whoa show pony)

lol no worries

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-18 03:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Rumlow snorted at her attempt to lighten everything, and he was certain there was more to the story of her little ventures to the outer reaches of space. It wasn't as if he had given up much information about him, so there was no need to push. They had a rapport now, so they could have some beers and talk shit more often.

He flexed his hand and then slapped it down palm first on the table. Thankfully for them both, nothing shifted out of place this time. "Looks like you're previous medical treatment healed me." He nodded his head. "When we get out here - assuming that we do - there's a brisk Brit who has a clinic. You want to do medical stuff, you should go there. Claire Fraser."

He shrugged his shoulders, gazing off across the bar. "Not much. Maybe see a dragon sometime."
ukase: (All business)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-19 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Rumlow knew better than to panic, but he could certainly amuse himself on her reactions to him just randomly slapping his hand down. "So, experimentation is the way to go, huh? Your expression there was amazing, by the way."

He was certain he would have figured it out on his own without her help, considering there hadn't been much damage to him personally. He grinned at her all the same, leaning back in his chair now that the secretive stuff was over and done with. "Yeah, she's rough around the edges and will tell it to you straight, but she's a good person to have around as a healer. She always needs help."

Hey, don't mock his dreams! There was a story behind it anyway, not that it mattered because Jones was long gone, trapped back in cryo and no longer being a bitch to him. He could honestly say that he missed her on some level.

"Whatever, I have nothing else to do."
ukase: (Playing your fool)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-20 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"My skill set is rather particular," he clarified but gave no more detail than that. There was plenty to do here, but it was mostly playing house, doing missions for their overlords and trying not to get killed by resistances against their being there. He had no team, no job, and she might be the closest thing to a friend that he had.

"A person who is now back in cryostasis full time challenged me to find and see a dragon. It's the only thing I have left of her," he said, his expression momentarily flickering with discomfort. A ruse really because at this point, finding a dragon would be the most entertaining part of it all.

"I did help in the clinic before, but I doubt I'm welcome there."
ukase: (Records really?)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-21 02:27 pm (UTC)(link)
He was perfectly capable of finding his own dragon, just as he was perfectly capable of operating alone. It wasn't perfect, but he had done it before many times. It was very strange to him to not have a purpose, an over-reaching mission that he could drive his hands into and take up the charge of. So, he thought finding a dragon would at least give him a distraction for a few days, maybe a couple of weeks if they were so elusive.

He chuckled and drank down the rest of the water in his glass, leaning back into it as he regarded her. "Friends choosing sides I imagine," he said with a shrug. "I treated someone as I would treat all my soldiers when wounded, and they took offense like I was being sexist."
ukase: (All business)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-22 02:35 am (UTC)(link)
Rumlow wasn't one to talk about his personal problems or his personal life or his secrets or his childhood or, or, or. He kept to himself, generally putting himself out there so that people revealed themselves to him rather than the other way around. The way he had been brought up was a lot of doing it for oneself and then HYDRA had been about doing it for the greater good.

He set his arm across the back of his chair, looking casual and he nodded his head before shrugging. He shrugged a lot when he wanted to play not caring very much. "Mission with hostages, and a groups of people were sent to find them. I was invited by this person, so I went and we were all wounded in some capacity, some worse than others. It was a bad op with little information and even less ability to work our way through it in a timely fashion because the hostages were in danger. So, we took our knocks."

He rubbed his chin with his palm, looking beyond TJ's shoulder at nothing in particular. "This person was hurt, probably broken ribs and they wavered when standing. However this person's lover wasn't with the group we found, so I originally suggested we go and join another group. Once I realized how hurt they were, I told this person to stand down, that I would go and they should see to their wounds. They didn't take kindly to being told what they could or couldn't do, but it was a risk to the op. I stood my ground, treated them with the same respect I would treat all my people." He shrugged his shoulders. Again. "We haven't spoken since, and they are good friends with Claire, so I know how that situation goes."
ukase: (Rough)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-22 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Well, Rumlow did come from a place where certain types of people thought that they could disobey orders and often times they were strong enough and skilled enough to make the difference in a tight situation. That was the rule they played by, but in general, he respected those that kept the order unless it was going to cost way more lives than it should. Then he would question the order. He had a right to know why he was throwing his life down.

"This person was someone I considered my equal, but apparently, they likely never saw it that way," he replied and leaned his cheek on his hand, looking as casual as ever about the whole story. It bothered him though. Carter had been someone that he had automatically respected and that was difficult for him. Hell, he respected her more than he respected Rogers.

"It wasn't meant to be. I'm used to it; my manner isn't easy for some people to swallow and I get it." He considered helping out with the clinic, offer to be the muscle again and assist with some aspects of patient care, but it was likely to cause a scene and he wasn't interested in that.
ukase: (All business)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-22 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Rumlow didn't hesitate to allow the topic of conversation to shift, to lighten, and to reflect more on them. He even smirked when she mocked him because it was true, and she might be one of the few that could understand that his attitude was out of drive and being beaten into shape with the military rather than because he had grown up an asshole (which he had).

"I don't have a hidden soft side," he replied, running his finger over the top of his glass. "So there are no secrets to keep on that end. I'm all stone over here." His smirk remained.

"After all, I'm not a medic. They're the ones with the soft sides."
ukase: DW: famira (Whoa show pony)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-22 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Rumlow had done way too many terrible things to be considered having a soft side, and he was friendly at best to some people. He wasn't about to let his guard slip on him now, not with her sarcastic scrutiny either. Maybe she couldn't decide if he had one. Good, people could be less disappointed that way.

"You have to, what you helping men and women hold their guts in and tying off arteries in the field. You guys are tough as Hell, but you've got your head bent to keeping other soldiers alive." He leaned forward towards her, raising his eyebrows as he waited to see if she would contest him on that point.

"Do you want me to start punching the table to see if we can keep your professional interest?"
ukase: (Making friends)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-22 07:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, there isn't, but you do it anyway," he reminded. And yeah, anyone could comfort, but the medics were down there trying to clean up the war wounds while the rest of them held hands and talked the guy through it. Sometimes preventing suicide. "What you do is real, we're the ones that fake comfort."

He flexed his hand pointedly because he definitely was willing to entertain her by banging his hand on the table. "Why would you get kicked out? We're just drinking and then an accident happened!"
ukase: (Playing your fool)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-23 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"I knew you'd have to eventually." That was said on the cheeky side.

He knew that neither of them particularly wanted to deal with bones, blood or whatever else to come flying out of his body at this point. It might spoil the evening and so far it had been pleasant. A part of him was curious what her reaction would be to an up close and personal encounter with this strange ability he may or may not be developing.

"They definitely won't. You remember how we met, right? I was banging my hand on the table to encourage a dare." He grinned. It wasn't worth the risk all the same. He preferred to keep his bones in his body.
ukase: (Rough)

[personal profile] ukase 2018-08-26 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
He smirked when she resorted to returning to drinking. He actually ordered a drink for himself, aware it would probably taste like garbage but was willing to indulge a bit now that they had apparently moved through the meat of their conversation. So now they could just have a good time, shoot the shit and enjoy the common company of a fellow soldier.

"I was pretty certain I was going to need surgery too," he said with a chuckle. "But I guess we just dodged that bullet. I mean, we can push our luck. I'm not afraid to take a risk."

He squinted at her for the request and then sat back in his seat as he contemplated something that no one else knew. On matters such as that, he had no problem being honest. There were aspects of his past which he knew was screwed up. "Okay, but no tears: when I was a kid, I found my mother's body after she committed suicide."

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