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Caritas - Tuesday Evening [Open]

It took Donut three tries to get to the bar this evening. He was impressed. Usually it took him five or six tries before he found his way to the bar.

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Sing it, bitches.

Drink till ya drop.

"I think I need a drink," said Mohinder. He hadn't needed one when he left his apartment, but that was some time ago and now? Now it seemed like a good idea.

"You've come to the right place," Donut said. "What would you like?"

"Eventually," Mohinder replied. "Is the bar always on this street?"

"I'll take one of those," he said, pointing at bottle of something blue and fizzy he didn't recognise. "Whatever that is."

"Uh...I think so?" Donut said, moving to get the drink. "I get lost a lot so I'm probably not the best person to ask."

"Then you have a lot of experience at getting lost," Mohinder said brightly. "I'm afraid I'm just an amateur."

"It's not so bad. You just have to have no place to be," Donut said. He sat down the drink in front of Mohinder. "If you're in a hurry then, yeah, I can see how getting lost would suck."

"Thank you," said Mohinder, taking the drink. "The island small enough to limit how lost you can get," he said, tempting fate. "Perhaps you wanted to be somewhere else?"

"I can't think of anywhere else I'd rather be but here," Donut said. "Okay, that's a lie, I'd love to be at a Broadway showing of Mamma Mia but I don't think that's in the cards."

"I wouldn't bet against it." Mohinder cocked his head, and asked, "But isn't that a movie?"

"It is but it was a show first," Donut explained. He sighed. "Meryl will have nothing on the original cast."

"I'm afraid I'm not that familiar with musical theatre," Mohinder said in apology and explanation. "Does the cast compare well to the ABBA originals?"

"When it comes to singing, yes, but ABBA will always have better costumes," he said. "There could be more sequins in Mamma Mia."

"It was the seventies," Mohinder said, shrugging off a decade he barely remembered, "Glitter and sequins have become less popular. You can't go wrong with bright colours though."

"I totally agree!" Donut said enthusiastically. "I don't see why anyone would wear drab colors. It's so bo-ring."

"Lighter shades can work," Mohinder added. "As a contrast with more vibrant colours, like reds and oranges."

"True. I keep forgetting about that," Donut said. "Back home red is a big thing. A big, big thing."

"Is that why you stick with the pink?" asked Mohinder, gesturing with his free hand. He hadn't seen Donut in any other colours. "To stand out?"

"Uh, it's light red," Donut corrected. "And yes. There's a war going on back home and I'm on the red team."

"Of course," agreed Mohinder, pushing an empty glass back towards Donut, asking for, "Something purple this time."

"And you keep the colour scheme even here?"

"It's the only color armor I have," Donut said, taking the glass. He scanned the bar for a purple drink.

"The lightish red doesn't fade?" Mohinder spotted something purple and sticky and pointed at it hoping it wasn't cough syrup. "You must have to keep in shape if that's your only armour."

Donut hoped it wasn't cough syrup either. He poured it into a glass and slid it over to Mohinder.

"Well, I'm from about five-hundred years into the future. This is pretty high tech armor," Donut said. "But I do keep in shape. I have a jazzercise video that I do three times a week."

Cough syrup rarely had a kick like that, no.

Technology wasn't exactly Mohinder's field but 500 years? He was definitely eyeing the armour with interest. "Isn't that hard work, heavy with all your equpment?"

"I don't wear the armor when jazzercise," He did it naked. "But the armor is pretty comfortable. And surprisingly roomy in the crotch."

Mohinder hadn't really needed to know that, and felt quite relieved the bar was the height it was.

"I suppose it must have been made as one size fits all?" he managed. "Rather than personally designed."

Actually, drink at the bar and then drop here.

I can't stop listening to the Newsies soundtrack. Which gets me thinking about Christian Bale. Then I think about Batman. Then I tell my sister "Headlines don't sell papes, Batman sells papes!"

It all comes back to Batman with me.

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Caritas - Tuesday Evening [Open]

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