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Tweak says, "hahaha...bless your soul"

Gar Logan (lewdgreendude) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-05-21 22:11:00

Entry tags:

gar logan, rose frost, time warp plot

Who: Gar and Rose
What: The Adventures of Beast Boy and Kid Jailbait
When: 1920's Chicago
Warnings: Maybe a couple.

In the Middle Agey Times, Gar had talked like a Shakespeare character (although he was well aware that Shakespeare was writing during the Elizabethan era, and thus technically occurred in the Modern Age). No one had seemed to care. In the Old West, he'd done his best John Wayne impression, and his John Wayne impression was really the stuff of legends. No one had taken much notice of that either.

At the moment, Gar was talking like a Dick Tracy reject.

To his complete lack of surprise, no one cared.

Gar walked into the shop, fedora worn high and proud. "I'm here looking for a gift, see? A nice one, see? Pretty girl, big birthday, make it happen, see?"

"Here, you're green, you are!" exclaimed the shopkeep, plainly East End accent clashing strongly with the newfound Chicagohood of the storefront.

"Yes. Well done," said Gar, dropping his bad voice acting. "I've been drinking a lot of absinthe at the local speakeasy. Can we focus here?"

"...sure, guv'."

"Good." After negotiating for his purchase, Gar and the man came to an agreement regarding payment: Gar told him the address of this magical green-making speakeasy, and he got Rose's gift that had been reserved for another customer. "Pleasure."

With that, Gar placed the gift in his hat, put the hat on his head, and turned into a cheetah, the hat disappearing wherever his clothes always went. "I'll see you later, guy! I got a girl to give a pretty thing."

The shopkeeper watched as the talking green cat left. "I have to get some of that absinthe."

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lewdgreendude
2008-05-22 06:13 am UTC (link)

The musicians in the corner were looking at him, one of which Gar could swear was a dead ringer for Louis Armstrong. He looked amused. Gar was sure that Louis Armstrong had never made it to London during the 1920s, but then again, he was sure that London during the 1920s definitely wasn't Chicago. Still, he got a smirk out of Satchmo, and how many people can say that?

Gar followed Rose onto the dance floor, such as it was. "I like how you didn't even stop to think I might say no. Or that my opinion on the matter wasn't relevant to the conversation. But I'm down." Although if asked to jitterbug, he would start singing "Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go," and probably wouldn't be able to stop.

	diamondclaws 2008-05-22 06:54 am UTC (link)
	She liked the closeness. And she really liked that he took the lead. Rose followed his instructions, not too concerned with missing a step or two. She had good rhythm, even if she didn't know the steps. "You're good at this." She sounded surprised. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	diamondclaws 2008-05-26 02:39 am UTC (link)
	Rose walked with Gar toward the bar. She made sure to steer clear of the annoying drunks, which was no easy task considering the place was lousy with them. "I'd say you're a good kisser. I'm not quite sure if you're very good yet." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	diamondclaws 2008-05-28 03:58 am UTC (link)
	She smirked teasingly. "I hope you realize that I'm used to expensive dates, nights on the town, limos and roses. Expensive champagne." She wasn't really a fan of champagne, but he didn't need to know that. A first date at the movies was okay with Rose. She just wanted to play with Gar a little, maybe make him a little nervous. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	diamondclaws 2008-05-29 03:07 am UTC (link)
	One day she'd make him nervous. It was possible. Rose had seen him blush today. She planned to do it again. Smiling, she glanced over at Sophie and Rachel. "They've been cheering me on with their powers for the past few minutes," she admitted. "I do have to get back to my parents. They'll be sore with me if I get home too late." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)