This can't be good.

[maybeamonster]

To say that the sheriff wasn't used to strange happenings would be a understatement to say the least. But to say that the sheriff was used to transdimensional travel? Well, maybe 'used to' wouldn't be the exact way he'd frame that statement but he'd certainly experienced a lot of weird happenings at his time as sheriff of a small town named Eureka. But this was an entirely new sensation, even for him.

He'd just been yelling at Osbourne for this sort of plant hybrid that may or may not been planning on eating people he'd been developing in secret. It was a shame too cause he was just about to make a really good Audrey II joke before he ended up... wherever this was. That joke he'd just been about to make felt like a distant memory now as he tried to drink in his surroundings which would have worked easy if it wasn't for a pounding headache that seemed to quickly be making its way from his temples downwards with no end in sight.

The expansive streetway in front of him started to disappear as blackness clawed its way from the outside of his vision and threatened to take over, it was starting to make him feel ill. He reached out blindly and grabbed the first thing that he could welcoming the cold bite of metal against his fingertips, grounding him in a way. Whatever he was looking at was apparently real so at least he was alive the street post gave him just enough support so that the wave of disorientation that had seemed to wash over him a moment ago receded back out enough so that he could get to examine his immediate surroundings. Not that he truly understood them.

"Where the hell am I?" He asked to no one in particular.

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[chiaro_oscuro]

Theyoung man has a cup of coffee with him, as well as one of the pamphlets he was looking over before meeting the newcomer. He could tell that the other man seemed disoriented. Definitely a new arrival.

Ben consciously tries not to come off as threatening these days, but it's new to him and he tends to be imposing even at the best of times. He's relieved when the other man joins him and doesn't seem to be scared off. He tries to seem welcoming, if not friendly, as he answers the question. He leans back in his chair - he tends to feel a little big in them.

"It's called the Nexus. Dimensional crossroads, I believe is the term used. I live here."

[maybeamonster]

Dimensional, that was a word he understood in some senses. Crossroads, that one he definitely got. But when those two words came together he had a hard time getting them to stick together in a way he could fully understand.

In order to help himself along he threw his head in his hands and tried his damnest to rub some clarity back into his hazy head. This takes a moment or two before he's back to to being able to be clear enough to speak again.

"So... You've been here a while then? This, Nexus."

[chiaro_oscuro]

"My name's Ben Solo. I live near the industrial area, deeper in - but I come out sometimes when I feel like it. I like a warm cup of coffee after a hard day at work. You caught me on one of those days."

As for Ben, he can understand feeling lost. He'd felt lost as a new arrival, and adapted in part because he didn't have much of a choice. He sympathizes with the newcomer's dilemma, and his expression visibly softens.

Ben nods. "For about a year, yes. It's my home. Time passes differently here than where you're from."

[maybeamonster]

Sitting was helping his head but the conversation wasn't, different pieces bounced around and it took several minutes for him to speak again. "So you've been here for a while then." He literally just said that Jack, but he's having a hard time right now obviously.

The good thing is Carter is good at adapting, the bad thing is he's not so good at accepting change right away. This divide is manifesting itself currently as tapping on the table softly. "Oh yeah? One of those deals huh..."

It wasn't the first time he's heard the concept but it's something you never really get used to hearing. "I'm Sh-uh, Carter, Jack Carter." The sheriff part didn't seem necessary right now as he obviously wasn't sheriff of whatever the heck this place actually was.

[chiaro_oscuro]

Ben nods quickly, not bothered when the other man repeats himself. "More or less. It's a lot to swallow, I know. This might help you." He offers Carter the pamphlet he was holding. "It can explain how this place works and what it is better than I can."

He shrugs. He hasn't counted how long he's been here aside from the passage of seasons. He's been here for a while now, and that's what he thinks of it as.

"Good news is it should be easy to get home. All you need to do is find the door you came in through - so I'd stay a while, if I were you." Since Ben can't go home, he's learned to appreciate the Nexus as a second home for him.

[maybeamonster]

The sheriff takes the offered pamphlet but doesn't look at it just yet. Instead it's just something to have to distract his fidgeting hands. He curls it up in his palms twisting it back and forth.

"Door where I came from? Yeah..." He doesn't really remember where he came from. But maybe once his head de-fogs a little he'll be able to focus on that. For now he's just focusing on the conversation at hand. It was a lot harder than it should have been.

"Stay a while? Yeah, I don't think I have much of a choice in that right now. But that seems like an advertisement of sort. Stay a while, what harm could it do. I feel like I've heard that commercial before."