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Det. John Sheppard [Vegas AU] ([info]asolitaryman) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2009-10-30 23:34:00

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Entry tags:!closed, cordelia chase

WHO: John Sheppard and Cordelia Chase.
WHAT: Bonding over weird shit.
WHEN: Evening.
WHERE: Random street in Colligo.
RATING: TBD.
STATUS: In Progress.

John had mostly kept to himself since his arrival. It wasn't that he didn't want to get to know people, he was just still sorting everything out. And there was a lot to sort out. Three weeks ago, he'd been a regular detective in Vegas. Then people started dying and an annoying Canadian came out of nowhere and told him that aliens were real. Then he'd got in a firefight with one of the bastards and...he was pretty sure he'd died. And to top it all off, he'd ended up inexplicably alive again on some other world with one city that you couldn't leave. He was starting to wish he'd never met McKay. His life may have sucked before, but at least it had made sense.

But this place didn't suck too horribly. He'd woke up to ten grand in his account, and no way was he going to complain about that. And now, he'd just left the bar he'd been in that evening. He heard a rustling in the alley and figured someone might be in trouble. And he was, first and foremost, a detective. He helped people. He went into the alley, grabbing a stick from the ground because...yeah, that would totally help if there was a bad guy. And then suddenly he found himself pinned up against a wall by a teenage girl...with yellow eyes and fangs...what the fuck? "Holy shit," he shouted. "Keep the teeth away from me." He brought up his knee hard, knocking her back. When she tried to jump at him again, he held out the stick, and watched in shock as she crashed into it and it stabbed her in the chest...and she exploded into dust.

"Holy crap," he said to himself. "You mean to tell me vampires are real too...fuck this. I'm investing in a wooden stake."



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[info]_visiongirl
2009-10-31 02:59 pm UTC (link)
As soon as John's proclamation had been made, a crossbow bolt seemed to fly out of nowhere. It whizzed past him and landed in the chest of a figure who had been silently creeping closer, the shadows hiding his approach. There was a loud oomph from the force of the weapon hitting his chest and then the vampire stumbled forward just enough to glare at John before erupting into dust at his feet.

"Crossbows are also pretty handy, if you've got any aim."

Cordelia stepped further into the alley, her weapon held at her side as she gave John a quick once-over. "Holy water, crosses, and pretty much anything that will cut off their heads works too," she stated in a matter-of-fact tone before meeting his gaze and quirking an eyebrow. "And you've yet to scream and run in the opposite direction like most people do when introduced to the whole vampire thing. I'm impressed."

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