swiggity swaiju

[bluffing]

[ York can't remember the last time he was in LA. Couple of years, maybe. Long enough that the city's grown from what he remembers, life returning to those areas destroyed by the kaiju. That's how it always goes, though. Doesn't matter what happens -- people always rebuild.

And if they don't, they make a tourist trap out of it.

Thankfully, he doesn't have to go that far out. There are a couple of bars near the Shatterdome, filled with trainees, kids hoping to become rangers one day. York doesn't have the heart to tell them not to bother. Either they've got what it takes or they don't. And if they do, it's a gamble if they can find someone Drift-compatible anyway.

Compatible. He shoves the word to the back of his mind. Doesn't wanna think about her.

What he does want is a beer. York slides onto a stool at the bar and signals for a drink, turning his head to glance around the bar. Still not used to having to turn his head so much, either. There's a woman on his other side, couple years younger, dogtags around her neck. Shoots her a smile. ]

Whatcha havin'?

Comments

[slayercommathe]

[ Buffy isn't even sure she wants to do this. Faith had been a hell of a copilot, sure. Between the two of them, they'd racked up four kaiju kills in a short few years. And they'd been rewarded for it with publicity and fame. They were LA's own jaeger-piloting dolls, and Faith had eaten it up like candy. She'd always had a little too much of a sweet tooth.

It doesn't do Buffy any good to dwell on it, that's for sure. But knowing that she's got to go through the drift compatibility bullshit with a bunch of candidates tomorrow isn't sitting well for her. It's been months since Faith got lost in the drift, since she'd gone way out of alignment in the middle of the fight. Someone else had had to swoop in and save their butts, and Faith...had never really come out of it. And maybe Buffy hadn't, either. She doesn't really know if she's ready for this.

So she's not in the mood for Flirty McHandsomepants, even with emphasis on the handsome. Her eyebrows go way up, and she gives him a tight smile. ]

Tsingtao. Over there.

[ She slides off the stool, grabbing her beer. She just came here for a drink, okay? Okay, she didn't come her for a drink alone, but she's not even sure Will's going to make it at this point. ]