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Tweak says, "yo mama"

Cpl. Jake Jensen (i_chatter) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2011-11-25 16:49:00

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jake jensen, logan echolls

Muzak is good for the soul (open)
"...whoa." Jensen looked around himself at the kind of posh, upscale shopping center. There were more than a couple of reasons he was out of place. The least of which was the pink Petunias tshirt he was wearing, but it could be the gun he had in his hand, the comm headset in his ear. Y'know. The little things. Hastily he tucked the gun into his pants in the small of his back and touched the button on the comm bud. "Clay. Clay it's Jensen and this really isn't funny. Clay?"

He gave his best charming smile to a middle aged woman who was walking by giving him the stink eye and replayed the last twenty minutes of his life. Miami. Shipyards. A drug cartel expecting a shipment of the latest product, a portion of the proceeds of which were finding their way into certain state government officials. But the last expected payment had gone awry (Thank you, Jensen. Oh, you're very welcome! No, really. That redirection of funds by scattering it into the public school systems of Miami-Dade county was the most beautiful piece of genius we have ever seen. Stop it! You're embarrassing me!) so the governor himself was going to be at the docks to meet the shipment to find out why. Threats to be delivered and all that. Meanwhile the Losers were set up to take down both the drug runners and expose the governor.

There was a sleek black car. A forklift moving a load of cargo boxes. Some south of the border looking men, a well dressed white bread guy getting out of the car and it was show time. Jensen and Pooch moved into position. Pooch went around the freight container first then Jensen...only when he rounded the corner he came out from a set of planters with artfully trimmed topiary trees, gun aimed on some socialites out buying new shoes with price tags in the triple digits. To say Jensen was confused would be a mild understatement.

"...Clay?"

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i_chatter
2011-11-28 02:40 am UTC (link)

He looked up at the sign then sighed. It didn't seem like his usual kind of place. A little more upscale than he normally liked. But, when in Rome beggars can't be choosy.

"Say, this isn't one of those places where all the drinks come with little umbrellas or flowers or some other kind of fruity decoration is it? You said you had a girlfriend. Are you bi? Because bro, my gate swings firmly in one direction."

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i_didntdoit
2011-11-28 02:54 am UTC (link)

"Whoa," Logan stopped and gave the guy a dirty look.

"I like women. Wo-men," he stressed. "Believe me, you're not my type. And it's not that kind of place anyway."

Though, he had his suspicions about Lorne, but he didn't even know if demons had sexuality, let alone if Lorne liked guys... or guy demons... or, well who knew what?

"You're welcome to keep looking for someplace else if you want. Your call."

Logan, however, pushed his way through the door of the bar. He didn't feel the need to stand around and prove that he was straight.

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i_chatter
2011-11-28 03:17 am UTC (link)

"No, it's okay." He held his hands up, palms forward but didn't grin until Logan wasn't looking. "Don't ask, don't tell man. My bad. Whatever's your thing. Even if it's guys with green tattooed skin."

He shouldn't be busting the guy's chops. He was helping Jensen out and that satellite hook up would come in real handy right now. "Okay, okay. Sorry. Tell you what. First round's on me." He followed Logan in talking to his back.

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