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Tweak says, "Who the Hell is Bucky?"

Camden Hopkins (cloaked_) wrote in genome_project,
@ 2012-07-01 09:02:00

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camden hopkins, july 2012, prompt table 1

Who: Camden and Jimmy
What: Running into each other
Where: Coffee shop in D.C.
When: Sunday
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete

Some people might not enjoy working with the higher ups in the world. They had a tendency to be a little high-maintenance, expect to be treated differently, the works, but hell if they didn't pay well. It was easy enough for someone like Cam to turn on the charm and get an icy senator to warm up to him, which was especially helpful for some of the more paranoid types- the types who seemed to be his most frequent customers.

It was a bit tiring, though, putting on that face for extended periods of time, even more so when he was trying to cloak someone's secret affair or hide their important documents or belongings. After a tiring evening with an especially needy senator, Camden needed a serious kick the next morning to get himself up and running, so he'd headed to one of his favorite coffee shops in the area for some much-needed caffeine.

He pulled out the latest paper, chuckling at a photo of one of his latest clients smiling proudly with his wife at his side at a speech. Why was it that the ones who pushed the hardest for family values had the kinkiest lives behind the scenes?

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henryheals
2012-07-01 07:26 pm UTC (link)

Jimmy sucked in a sharp breath as he sat in one of the armchairs at the cafe. He was not in a good mood. The media was continuously spinning his political platform and his opponent for the Senate was still trying to bash his reputation at every turn. There were hardly any skeletons in Jimmy's closet and the ones that were there, were nothing compared to what was lurking in his opponent's midst. He wasn't afraid of his opponent; he was just annoyed that it was coming down to petty shit like growing up without a father figure. It was more of a headache than anything.

Jimmy looked at the screen on his iPad, scrolling through the latest e-newspapers to see what his opponent had done to slander his name this week. Meanwhile, he also sipped on his coffee. With the lack of sleep due to stress and the campaign and every day stressors, Jimmy had started to take his coffee black. As he sipped though, a few drops hit the screen of his iPad and he immediately turned the screen off and put everything down.

Casually, he made his way to the counter to grab a few napkins to wipe off the coffee. Jimmy looked around as he approached the counter and noticed a few familiar faces. Some of the women in the line were the wives or sisters of Senators and Representatives that he had met before. But there was someone else in the line that he knew. He'd recognize Camden's face anywhere, considering what had happened between them last month.

Jimmy wasn't sure what he should do. Was it appropriate to go over and say hi? Should he say hi from across the room? Should be even say anything? He opted for the safest route and waved hi to Cam. If he wanted to talk, he'd wave back and say something. If not, they could be cordial and go on their merry ways.

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cloaked_
2012-07-01 07:56 pm UTC (link)

Camden's skin suddenly felt prickly, the kind of sensation he got when someone was staring at him. This wasn't necessarily a bad thing- there were some people Camden was more than happy to be stared at by- but when he was roaming around political territory, sometimes it was better to be on guard.

Slowly, Camden peeked over the top of his newspaper and relaxed at the sight of the perfectly harmless and wonderful drunk kisser that was Jimmy Monroe.

He raised a hand to return the wave with his own small gesture and a small smirk. The barista took that time to hand him his coffee, and he dropped his change in the tip jar before heading over toward the congressman. "Long time no see," he mused innocently, taking a sip of his latte.

	cloaked_ 2012-07-02 03:20 am UTC (link)
	Camden quirked a brow at the question. "I had business here over the weekend, ended late last night," he answered easily, knowing Jimmy would understand all too well the undertones of the sort of 'business' he was doing. Jimmy was squeaky clean compared to the usual, though (minus their recent indiscretion, of course). "What about you? Busy day ahead?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cloaked_ 2012-07-02 10:08 pm UTC (link)
	Priceless. Camden felt his smile widening, and he couldn't help but slip off his loafer and let his toes slide under the bottom hem of his pants. "No scandals at all?" he asked, head tilting slightly. "You've got to keep it a little interesting!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	cloaked_ 2012-07-02 10:49 pm UTC (link)
	Oh, testy. Cam could take a hint, and although he took his time doing it, he withdrew his foot and replaced it in his shoe. "I'm glad to hear that, Jimmy," he answered, easing back in his chair. "Maybe you two should get away for a while. I know how fond you are of Hawaii." Was he having too much fun with this? Yes, yes he was. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	henryheals 2012-07-03 12:23 am UTC (link)
	"Perhaps finding yourself a teleporter to hit on would be a good idea," Jimmy smirked and took another sip of his coffee. "Sadly, I'm a healer among other things. But not a teleporter. Guess you'll have to look elsewhere." He sounded like he had just won an argument and made his closing point, like the book on the two of them had just closed. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)