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Jack Heart (i_chasehearts) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2011-11-06 19:01:00

Entry tags:

dean winchester, dinah lance, jack heart, lois lane, winifred burkle, zatanna zatara

Break Out the Champagne (Open to all)
The votes were in and the announcement had been made. Jack's campaign manager had already made arrangements for a victory party, just in case. This was a new concept to him. Back home, when his mother had been dethroned, the citizens had celebrated in the streets. But there hadn't been a party to celebrate his victory. Of course, that was because it really wasn't his victory at all. He'd worked behind the scenes to set things up, but in the end it had been Alice that had made it possible for them take back Wonderland and free the Oysters (and the general populace from the addiction to the false emotions bottled in tea form that had been generated from the Oysters).

All the same, Jack was just a little bit uncomfortable with being treated as though he'd had a great accomplishment by winning the election. Becoming the leader of a place wasn't a prize to be won. It was a duty, and for sure an honor that he'd won. But an achievement? No. Making things better for those who lived here would be an achievement, if he could accomplish it.

So while he didn't feel that he 'deserved' a party, he was here nonetheless. His campaign manager had insisted that it was a good way to get to know those who had voted for him, and to start earning their trust as leader.

Jack straightened his tie and surveyed the reception hall. Waiters in tuxedos milled around with trays of champagne and h'ors d'oeurves while a few security guards watched the perimeter. A band struck up the first few chords of a song and a few people in formalwear had started to arrive,

Unfortunately, Jack thought that if the boy with the vividly colored spiky hair decided to crash, the security force wouldn't be able to keep him out. But since the last rally, no one had complained about him wearing his sword wherever he went.

OOC: any characters are welcome, and feel free to socialize amongst yourselves as well as giving your character the chance to meet and greet the new mayor.

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i_kaeps
2011-11-07 02:50 am UTC (link)

What was she doing here? Hadn't she fed the paparazzi enough fuel? There wasn't enough spin control in any dimension that could smooth things out, but maybe that was the point. Zee had lived in the public eye often enough and long enough as a stage magician she knew that the press was a fact of life. If she was going to get back into having an act, and getting a League going again she couldn't hide in Shadowcrest. Besides, she felt she still owed Jack for the shower thing.

So, here she was in a long formal gown of ruby red. The fabric clung in all the right places to show off all the right things without being indecent. As a waiter came by she plucked a flute of the ginger colored bubbly stuff, gave the man a nod and a smile then went to mingle. Her first sip might have been taken to gain some artificial courage but she would never admit it.

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i_chasehearts
2011-11-07 03:08 am UTC (link)

Fred wasn't there yet, though he did hope she would attend. He'd assumed she would, but the last few weeks of the campaign hadn't left them much time to talk.

Jack was relieved, then, to see a familiar face. Even if the memories with that familiar face were slightly embarrassing. He made his way over to the woman in red and smiled at her.

"Zatanna. Glad you could make it," he said with a genuine grin.

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	i_kaeps 2011-11-07 03:18 am UTC (link)
	She turned when she heard her name and smiled brightly to see their new mayor. "Hello, Jack." She lifted her glass of champagne to him. "Congratulations." Politics weren't her thing, but if this was something someone wanted then congratulations were definitely in order. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

i_figure
2011-11-07 04:52 am UTC (link)

Fred was running late. It had taken her much too long to fight the dress free from the closet. It had been the one that the City had given her the night of the ball, a very strange ball. Or it looked a good deal like it. She didn't know she was supposed to dress formally, so she'd shown up in a nice little party dress only to rush back home to see if she was lucky enough to have something a little more appropriate. Thus the closet fighting and the lateness.

"I didn't know they did this sort of thing for mayors. Governors sure, but mayors?" She would have continued the conversation with the man in the tux, but he walked away to gather up glasses. Right, he was working. Well, that wasn't embarrassing. She missed the strong Fred, and wondered why she hadn't kept to her decision that she was the new, improved Fred. She also wondered why she hadn't seen Eric in a while; she was beginning to miss him just a little. She'd look for him soon enough. Maybe.

The brainy female stepped to the side, out of the way to watch. She was proud of Jack, happy for him, and she believed he could do the job. He had helped to take back Wonderland, hadn't he? He wanted to be fair, right, and all that. She also felt a weird little turn in her stomach when she spotted him with Zatanna, Zee...It wasn't jealousy right out. It was something else. They did make a pretty couple. Then again, so had Zee and Oliver. It looked like the pair were about to be captured once again by the photo hogs.