Jude didn’t know why, but she was almost shaken by Katherine’s question. She might have thought about it momentarily, but not enough that she really understood what happened. “I think I got hit by a train…” She said staring thoughtfully into her drink that was set down by the bar keeper only moments before. “I don’t really know, I was drunk. Then I just woke up here. Fuck me, I hope I remember soon.” Jude bit at the corner of her lip, she was slowly remembering. More slow than she would have liked. “What about you? How’d you kick it? You look like a suicide kind of girl to me.” She said semi sarcastically, letting go of a small laugh as she changed the subject to Katherine. Humor was always a dark thing in her life, mostly thanks to her brothers. Nothing was off limits to them.
Twirling around the straw that sat in her drink, Jude stared at Katherine. Something was so off about her, something that intrigued Jude. She knew she had a lot to learn. She waited patently as she took a drink from her glass, it felt like forever since she had a drink. Jude was never one to be addicted, she just found it fun. It wasn’t something she needed to do, it was something she wanted to do. And even if it had killed her, she didn’t have a reason to stop now.
“A train? That’s dramatic,” she looked at her drink with a bored expression on her face. The humans were always so caught in their deaths. It was annoying. In her opinion, they were dead, therefore, they should let it go. They had a new life to focus on, which had dangers like Katherine out there to focus on. But since this Jude seemed to be extreme fresh meat, Katherine focused on listening for the bar cat that seemed to be hiding behind the counter, waiting for scraps of appetizers. Katherine would have to see if she could use that cat to her advantage one of these days. Having a house cat turn violent in an instant was always a favorite in her book. There was silence, and Katherine realized that it was probably time for her to respond. “Yes, dying is always a difficult thing to go through,” she said vaguely, looking back at the girl.
Katherine looked blankly at Jude. It was funny, because Katherine had never died. So that’s what she told her. “I didn’t die. I came here willingly. I heard it had some promising aspects to it.”
Why am I here? This doesn’t even make sense.
If you’re not an angel or demon, it means you’ve died on Earth. The unfairness of it all is heartbreaking…
Jude was new to Happenstance, one minute she was having a drunken laugh on the train tracks, and the next she was in this strange place. She tried not to let it phase her, it’s not like she could do anything about it. Well, except for get a nice drink.
Katherine, the girl she had just met, not only fishy but also seemingly threatening. Jude didn’t know how to feel about her, but any excuse for a nice drink. Jude looked at Katherine, “Well, lead the way.” She said pushing her arm our in front of herself. Jude followed closely behind Katherine trying not to get lost. When you don’t know anyone, getting lost isn’t a good idea.
A grin leaped onto Jude’s lips as she say the large sign over the door of the bar. Her pace quickened, it felt like ages since she had a drink. It was like waking up, she felt like there was so much time she missed.
When they reached the door, Jude held it open for Katherine. “After you.” She said with a tilt of her head. Jude entered after Katherine and sat in one of the tall leather bar stools.
“Jack and Coke.” She demanded towards the bar keeper.
At this moment in time, Katherine was extremely unamused. She hated going indoors, and preferred to stay out in the open. It just had something to do with staying closer to her element. However, she had her orders, and they were clear: get humans, angels, and nephlilm alike to renounce God. So she ended up taking the lead to the bar in town, one she actually knew how to get to due to another demon making her go there.
Once they reached the bar Katherine hesitated a moment, grimacing slightly at the thought of stepping in there. How humans could stand alcohol was beyond her. The most she could stand was white wine. Jude didn’t notice her facial expression, so Katherine wiped it free as she stepped through the opened door.
The leather seats were cracked, and slightly uncomfortable for Katherine. Knowing that she would be expected to order something, she simple asked for some white wine, planning on sipping it through out the night.
Katherine turned her head towards the other girl, and tilted it, taking in her appearance. “So, how did you die?”
You sure you aren’t the welcoming comity? Well, would you like to accompany me for a little drink?
Why not? A drink never did anyone any harm.
I have a feeling I should remember that. So, know anywhere to get a drink?
The supermarket. Or one of the many bars in town.
Yeah? You seem to know an awful fucking lot for just getting here.
Angels? Demons? This place might be fun after all.
I’m a fast learner.
Well, that’s one way to put it. It is an interesting place.
Bullshit. But whatever, what do you know about this place?
It’s Happenstance. If you’re dead, you’re here. If you’re an angel, you’re here. If you’re a demon… well you just got here.