nexus_crossings | Lockdown Brings out Old muses

[ooc: his current timeline is pre-"Final Problem", also rusty muse is rusty, apologies.]

There's a new person in the Nexus today. A very confused new person, who isn't sure exactly how he got here. Could be drugs. No, it can't be drugs. He has been more or less in lockdown during his detox, unable to access any drugs of any kind. John isn't even allowing him paracetamol right now. Which makes his detox headaches nearly too much to handle. Maybe that's what this place is...

Could be his mind palace, though it has never appeared like this before. He shakes his head to clear it of that idea.

He looks around, with complete confusion on his features. He reads the signs and takes in the population wandering around. None of it really takes away the confusion upon his features. He's not sure how to react to the information he's being flooded with...

His lips twitch as a song comes to mind. Lestrade had been the last person he remembered 'babysitting' him. He had brought a collection of music for them to listen to, so they could pass the time. So, one of those lyrics came to mind "Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?"

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🎵 Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality~ 🎵

(Did Sherlock expect someone near by to sing out the next lyric? Maybe, maybe not. But Charlie here is a theater person. So much so that she believes the best way for her to express herself is through song. One of the things he will definitely notice about her is her height. Charlie is almost six foot due to well, she is a demon. And all the demons in her world/Hell are massive in height.)

(Despite it, she is all smiles as she skips over to him. Her hands are behind her back; fingers entwine together as she hums the lyrics.)

Hey there! -- That's a pretty good song choice!

[No. He didn't. Hadn't even sung it. Didn't quite know where the words came from, well not completely. He has to delete some things. But even then, some break through.]

I... wasn't singing.

Oh, I know! ...Wait, did I spook you just now? Gosh, I'm sorry!!

(She really should remember that there are humans here and one might not be use to voodoo or dark magic. So clearing her throat, Charlie tries to take a few steps back in this conversation.)

A-Annnnyywaay, are you new here? -- I don't think I've seen you around before.

I wasn't spooked. I don't get spooked.

[Annoyed, yes. Conversations can be so tedious.]

Are there so few people around that you automatically assume someone you don't know is 'new'?

[He's in full-on defensive mode.]

(Sheepishly, Charlie can feel herself shrinking by his defense. Maybe she should had left him alone? Or maybe he is like her friend, Husk and just incredibly grouchy 24/7.)

Eh heh... W-Weelll, I guess you DO kinda have a point there. I-It's just...I haven't seen you around and I, uh, came here once before a while back and just d-don't recall seeing you. But you're right! I guess that's pretty rude of me to jump into conclusions like that.

(She rubs the back of her neck as she shifts her weight from one foot to the other.)

Uhm. Soooo...let's start over!! Hi, I'm Charlie. How's your day going?

[He considers how to answer.]

Depends. Do you have an answer my question? Because this doesn’t feel like my Mind Palace. But could still be after-effects of my Detox, I suppose. But I really don’t know. Hence why I asked.

Mind...Palace?

(What in the world is that? But when he mentions detox, her need to assistance him kicks in. Was he a drug user? An alcoholic? Is is getting the proper support system? And what about nutritional supplements? There's so many questions to this! But she tells her mind one step at time. After all, he might not be comfortable with explaining.)

I, uh, I guess I kinda don't. People come and go so often here from what I've been told. So... it can be hard to pinpoint who is new and who isn't.

Yes. Mind Palace. It's a memory technique. However mine can be rather... real.

[Especially when he's high or injured. Bygones.]

All right. But you can't answer my question either. Which is less than helpful. No one can answer my question with proof. And I've read the pamphlet and other material, in case you were going to suggest that. It's ridiculous.

[As is the fact that he's having trouble deducing anyone and anything. He doesn't like feeling off-footed like this.]

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