"You alright Evans? Look like you've seen a ghost, surely we're not the only two to show up here like this. They said Padfoot is around somewhere, but he works a lot, I guess, who would have thought?" He pulled up a stool and set his beer down, nodding at the seat next to him. "So, come on, tell me everything, when did you get pulled? I've been here a week now, holed up at home, but I was at a pub in downtown London in 1978, had just ordered my drink, and next thing I knew I was wandering through the woods. Thought the guys were tearing the mickey out of me, but nope, time portal, bizarre!"
He watched her, with her strange hello and pale skin, she seemed... Frightened? No. Nervous? Maybe.
"Seriously, Evans, what's wrong?" He reached out a hand and laid it on her shoulder.
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Date: 2013-01-30 05:22 am (UTC)He watched her, with her strange hello and pale skin, she seemed... Frightened? No. Nervous? Maybe.
"Seriously, Evans, what's wrong?" He reached out a hand and laid it on her shoulder.