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brothers_keeper (brothers_keeper) wrote in chosen_forces,
@ 2008-11-04 00:38:00

Entry tags:

day 2, dean winchester, jennifer keller, john sheppard, lee adama

Character(s): Dean Winchester, Lee Adama, John Sheppard, Jennifer Keller (posting order)
Day: Day 2
Time of Day: Evening
Location: The Bar
Rating: PG to R? He's got a mouth on him.
Status: Incomplete

He’d woken face down with sand in his nostrils and mouth, waves of water rising and falling in time behind him. The beach was dark and even though he’d searched the area around him by calling out his brother’s name for a good half hour or more, he hadn’t found any sign of Sam, or the Impala, or anything at all that would tell him where the hell he was.

The last thing he remembered was stopping to gas up somewhere in Montana and everything after that was one big, blank slate. His mouth was dry with worry as he tried to go over all of the things that might have happened during the hole in his memory. He remembered the entire week Sam had lost to being possessed and found himself wondering if the tattoo he’d gotten so many months ago to protect him against possession just hadn’t been enough. He’d stumbled around until he’d finally made out a light in the distance which had led him to some kind of tourist trap cantina, and then to a deserted pool. It reminded him of Florida, or maybe certain parts of California, but he couldn’t be sure.

“Sam!” Dean called out one more time, the name echoing off the storefronts in front of him as he took in the ice cream parlor, restaurant and bar.

He sighed, taking in his in unfamiliar surroundings before dusting off his jacket and walking towards the bar. His pockets were empty, which meant no money and no phone. If he was going to figure out what the hell happened he was going to need some cash to get back to the last place he remembered.

He walked in the bar, looking around at its inhabitants. They weren’t the standard tourist crowd. Some of them looked downright odd in the way they were dressed.. He made his way towards the pool tables, looking for an easy hustle target and wondering for the hundredth time in the last hour where the hell he was.

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leeadamamusings
2008-11-04 09:03 am UTC (link)

Lee looked up from the bar when another person walked in. The guy looked confused. Must be another another newcomer. That made four of them here now. He shrugged, he seemed to have taken on the role of bartender, it was something he'd thought of doing with his life, so he asked.

"Looks like you're new here, can I get you anything? Looks like you know what that table's for too. Not my game but I could always go for a round of darts." Lee wondered what John or the Doctor might add while he waited to see if the guy would ask for a drink. It occurred to him that he might not know what the newcomer asked him for was, but he had this strange feeling that he would find whatever was asked for somewhere behind the bar.

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brothers_keeper
2008-11-04 09:42 am UTC (link)

Dean looked up as the other man addressed him. He slapped on a smile he didn't feel, sizing the guy up to see if he'd be any real competition at darts. He'd never been awesome at darts, that had always been Sam's strength. Still, it didn't look like he had much of a choice.

"You the bartender?" He asked, looking at the empty bar. Wherever this place was it looked pretty well maintained for being so apparently close to going out of business. These were the only people he'd seen in the last hour and they didn't exactly look like big spenders. Dean leaned up against the bar. "Hey, I was wonderin' if you could give me some directions. Where's the closest highway?"

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leeadamamusings
2008-11-04 04:23 pm UTC (link)

Lee looked at the man and smiled rather wistfully. "Bartender? Well I wanted to own a bar at one time and actually promised my pi...ur, some friends I'd build one for them. There was nobody else here when we were in last night. So I guess I'm kind of it by default, unless anyone objects."

"As for the highway. I came in out of the woods less than two days ago. Didn't see any highway, just woods. Don't think the others have been here that long either but maybe they know.

He picked up one of the darts on the bar, stepped up to the line and put one in the bull. Walking up to the board he pulled out the dart, turned and handed it to Dean. "Up for it?"

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brothers_keeper
2008-11-04 10:56 pm UTC (link)

"You came out of the woods," Dean repeated, squinting slightly at the man in front of him. He tried to determine if the stranger had just had a little too much to drink, but he seemed perfectly sober as he spoke. If you ignored the fact that what he was saying didn't make any sense to Dean.

"Yeah, about that," Dean said, straightening up and following him as he walked to the line. "Where exactly is here?"

He watched as the dart sailed straight into the bulls eye, his face showing a wary surprise. So much for pulling one over on this guy. Still, he'd never been one to turn down a challenge.

"Sure," he said, shrugging as his hands curling around the dart in his palm. "Why not?" He took careful aim and then let the dart fly. It struck the board a good inch off. Yeah, definitely no money to be made here. He retrieved the dart and made his way back to the man, holding it out to him. "So is this off season or what?" he asked, looking nodding towards the empty street.

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sheppard_john
2008-11-05 12:38 am UTC (link)

John came back from the bathroom and walked towards the bar. Picking up his beer he glanced around. There were some new people there. Lee had started to play darts with one of them. He seemed more relaxed today, which was a good thing.

Feeling a little lonely at the bar John walked over to Lee and the new guy.

"Making new friends?", he asked Lee with a smile. Then he glanced at the stranger. He definitely hadn't seen him before, so he probably arrived not too long ago.

"Lieutenant Colonel John Sheppard", he introduced himself as he took in the mans clothing. A smile appeared on his face. He had a feeling that this guy was from earth.

"You're from earth, right?", he asked hopefully. He was used to being around aliens, but some more people from earth would be nice. Someone who might understand what he was talking about.

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leeadamamusings
2008-11-05 08:20 am UTC (link)

Sheppard's introduction prompted Lee to do the same. "Oh yeah, never did properly introduce myself did I? Lee Adama, formerly of the Colonial Defense Forces, now Caprican Delegate to the Quorum of the Twelve Colonies of Kobol, or what's left of them."

In response to John's question he replied "Part of the bartenders job right? He looked like he might want some friendly competition." His voice contained the barest hint of sarcasm. "But it's all good since money doesn't seem to be an object around here."

When John mentioned Earth he looked at other man again. He wondered whether most of the people showing up around here were going to be from Earth. What was so special about people from there and how did it relate to his people's quest? He needed to start thinking about getting back to them again.

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brothers_keeper
2008-11-05 09:57 am UTC (link)

Dean looked up as John approached and introduced himself. He raised his eyebrows at the question about Earth. "Yeah," he said, chuckling and looking at the dart-player with an amused smile. "Last time I checked."

His smile faded as Lee listed his long title. Caprican Delegate...what? He barely slight sarcasm in Lee's tone in regards to his dart playing as his face lit up a moment later into a huge smile. Oh man, he'd stumbled on some kind of freaking Star Trek convention. No wonder everyone was acting so strangely.

"Heya," he said, holding out a hand to first John and then Lee. "Wedge Antilles."

He hoped Sam didn't mind him borrowing one of his favorite fake IDs. The thought of his brother sobered him up for a moment. "You guys haven't seen a tall guy walking around here, have you? 6'4, brown hair, brown eyes?"

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sheppard_john
2008-11-05 01:22 pm UTC (link)

John got the feeling that the new guy had no idea what Lee was talking about. He wondered if he even knew about aliens. Not everyone on earth did after all. And technically he wasn't allowed to talk to humans about stuff like that. He wondered if the classified regulations still counted here.

Shaking the mans hand John then raised an eyebrow. He knew that name. It took him a bit to figure out where from, but then he remembered and smirked. Yeah, right...

"Long shaggy brown hair? Hard to understand? A bit violent?", John asked trying to look innocent. "Nope, haven't seen Chewbacca around", he added a bit teasingly now, before grinning. He knew Star Wars, too!
Johns smile then however disappeared as he was reminded of his friend Ronon who he occasionally called Chewie, after the Star Wars character. He missed Ronon!

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leeadamamusings
2008-11-05 09:53 pm UTC (link)

Lee watched the as John bantered with the other guy about his name. Wedge? Chewbacca? well he really didn't know anything about Earth names but clearly there was more to this conversation then met the eye.

Wedge was obviously playing things cautiously and Lee could understand that, he'd done so too, but Sheppard was more than aware of it also from what Lee could tell. He managed to avoid frowning, he saw no reason to give away that he was aware of what they were doing. He didn't have any call to be particularly wary of the Colonel, the guy had seemed to be fairly straight with him so far.

He was a little bit more leery of the other, given what he'd observed about him initially. So he decided to hold his tongue and observe for a while. Maybe he could learn a bit more about the humans of Earth that way. Besides, that was another thing that bartenders did.

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brothers_keeper
2008-11-05 10:19 pm UTC (link)

Dean smiled at the Chewbacca jab, noting to himself that he'd have to point out to Sam that he did have alot in common with Han Solo's sidekick, but he wasn't able to completely hide his disappointment at not getting a lead on his brother's whereabouts.

"Well," Dean said, realizing he wasn't getting anywhere in the way of information gathering. "This has been alot of fun guys, but I've got to be hitting the road."

He held the dart out to Lee. "Thanks for the game, I just don't think I need my ass kicked at darts tonight." He turned John. "Mind pointing me towards the nearest interstate?" He paused. "Or did you come out of the woodwork too?"

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sheppard_john
2008-11-05 11:26 pm UTC (link)

John briefly glanced at Lee, noticing that the man didn't seem to understand what was going on. He had that look, the one Ronon and Teyla often had when they didn't get something 90% of the people from earth would.

"I'll explain later", he promised with an apologetic smile.

Then he turned back to the new guy. He obviously was very new, didn't even seem to have found his room and the welcoming letter yet. Of course he had to meet the newbie... again. And explain the whole weird story... again!

"I'd love to point you towards the next interstate, but there is none. You're far from home. Sorry!" He did feel bad for the guy, he felt bad for all of them.

"Look, we've kind of been brought here to fight in the final war between good and evil." He shrugged apologetically. "Yeah, sounds crazy, I know. And I've tried to find a way out of here. But there doesn't seem to be anything but this town, some woods and mountains on this damn island." The thought of wandering around aimlessly on the island frustrated him. He'd still go out there again. He wasn't one to give up easily. Maybe this was a setup after all and then he'd find something... anything that would get him home.

"If you don't believe me, look outside, try calling someone. I'm sure you have a mobile. You're not home anymore."