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Jeannie ([info]i_blink) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2009-01-14 16:02:00

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Entry tags:bella swan, bruce banner, dick grayson, jeannie, liandra, simon tam, snow

Snow Day [Snowed In]
(For Bella, Veronica, Dick, Bruce B, Lee, Edward and Simon)


Making the snowman had been extremely fun, and Jeannie was very pleased to have met a new friend. She genuinely liked people, and the truth was, she was more than a little lonely. While she enjoyed meeting all the people that she had since coming to this place, not one of them had really stayed. There was no one that she saw regularly. While she liked her new master, it was not at all the same as having a human master who was always there. To talk to. To serve. To love.

But when the snow became too bad, it was no longer quite as fun. It became too difficult to hold a conversation. So reluctantly, Jeannie made her good-byes and watched as Liz disappeared into the growing storm.

For a bit, Jeannie wandered through the chilled and changed landscape. Here and there, she ran into people that needed a bit of help dealing with the ever-deepening snow. All of them received aid in some fashion or other. Except for the last man.

Jeannie had been about to help him get into the car he claimed was his when the street light above him began flashing red. It was a clear sign from her master and though it was difficult, she withheld her favor. When, moments later, he smashed in the window of the car and began grabbing things that obviously did not belong to him, Jeannie deposited him in a snow bank instead.

Once again, her master’s wisdom was proven. After that, she allowed the City to guide her movements, following the green lights and walk signs when she could see them through he flurries. It was getting rather difficult to walk, actually, and she hoped her master was leading her somewhere warm. With hot chocolate, perhaps.

It was not long after that she spied a large dark shape in the middle of the whiteness, suggesting that a big building was at hand. But it was not until she was nearly at its doors that Jeannie recognized it for what it was.

“Oh! It is a school!” she exclaimed. She certainly hoped all the students and teachers had been sent home before the worst of the storm had begun. But it was best to be certain, and her master had led her here for a reason, so she hurried inside.

“Hello? Is there anyone here?” Her voice echoed hollowly through empty halls, and Jeannie moved further into the building. It was a relief to be out of the storm, and she would feel terrible if there was a child here that she did not help because she had been in a hurry. She made her way through the maze of halls until she found herself in a very large room, though she could not immediately identify its use. “Hello?”



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[info]i_conform
2009-01-16 06:20 pm UTC (link)
Seeing Jeannie again had shocked the doctor, well, this doctor, not the other doctor. He winced as he felt as if he were channeling Kaylee and her way of thinking, or maybe it was his sister. It really didn't matter because he didn't appreciate the attitude from the red haired woman, and he didn't care for the fact that there were more people here. Groups of strangers didn't seem to bode well for the doctor; he was better one on one.

"Jeannie!" His mind finally worked. "Don't do anything." Yeah, that seemed like something nice to say, but having been at the receiving end of her abilities, Simon wasn't looking forward to what she could do. He moved toward the kitchen, looking at the others as he did so.

"Please, don't do anything...different." He didn't mimic her blinking, but he hoped for now she'd be good and not try anything magical. "Well, do we have any food?"

He really should have had that cup of soup before leaving for this train wreck of a rescue mission.

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[info]i_blink
2009-01-16 06:37 pm UTC (link)
Jeannie was about to tell the nice young man on crutches that she could take care of that problem. That it was getting cold. She had a plan for that very thing, in fact. A fireplace would work wonders for all of them.

But she stopped, her mouth half open in preparation to speak, when Dr. Simontam said not to do anything. She frowned slightly, more than a bit confused as to why he would say such a thing. He was a doctor, after all, and a hero. He helped people. Surely he above all others would understand why she felt compelled to give aid.

The djinn closed her mouth, frown lines framing her lips. She could make everything so much better, so much easier, for the humans here. Would he have tried to stop Liz from using her fire if she had been here? It made no sense to her at all. And while he was not her master, there was an automatic compunction to please this man who had saved her from that horrible place. She liked him, and she wanted to do as he asked. She just did not comprehend why he would prevent her from doing all she could to help.

And since he was not her master, she felt perfectly justified in asking very bluntly, “I do not understand, Dr. Simontam. Why not?”

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[info]i_conform
2009-01-16 06:46 pm UTC (link)
"Because until we know what our situation is exactly, we might want to wait for you to do what you're good at." Simon wasn't sure if he had said that in a way she might understand. He stepped closer and awkwardly set his hand on her shoulder.

"I know you want to help." He hoped that was why she did what she did. "But, why don't we see what is here, food, heating, what works, what doesn't, before you do anything? We might have to save you for our last resort." Well, that certainly seemed like a good thing to say.

"We need to stay warm and see what supplies we have." He looked at the others who had probably thought of this, but sometimes Simon needed to state the obvious. He needed to feel like he was in control of something, even if it was just himself.

His attention returned to Jeannie, and he gave her shoulder a little squeeze. His voice lowered a little. "They might not understand what you can do." He sure as hell didn't. "Don't want to scare anyone."

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[info]i_smash
2009-01-20 02:14 pm UTC (link)
Bruce couldn't help but overhear part of the conversation. It sounded like someone else here had powers. He tried to nonchalantly move closer to the speakers, but his wet boots squeaked loudly on the hard floor with every step. His presence now apparent, he decided to speak.

"Um, am I right in understanding you have some skills that might help us?" He addressed the woman.

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[info]i_blink
2009-01-20 02:37 pm UTC (link)
Jeannie considered what Simon said, truly she did. It sounded very much like what her ex-master darling might have said. It was best to know all about the situation before they did anything. Yes, that was very smart. Oh he was handsome and clever!

So clever that he decided right away what they would need! Warmth and supplies. Yes, that would be exactly what they wanted. He was so wonderful, Jeannie could not help herself. When he cautioned her not to let the others see what she could do, so much like Major Nelson used to, she was simply overcome and she flung herself into his arms.

Well, she flung her own arms around his shoulders, at any rate. Hugging him enthusiastically, she squealed softly, “You are brilliant, Dr. Simontam!” To punctuate her joy in his intelligence, she rained a series of smacking, little kisses across his cheeks and lips.

Then, before he could change his mind, as some of her previous masters had been known to do, she very quickly set to work. First things first, the supplies. There was quite a bit of food in the kitchen already, but much of it was in cans. That was probably not very good. Jeannie had once tried some of the “special” food that the astronauts were given, and it was truly aweful.

But she could fix that without anybody knowing that it had been her to do so. A quick nod and a blink changed fill the refrigerator and cabinets with what the djinn considered staples: legs of lamb, roasted whole chickens, standing rib roasts, crocks of hearty soups, several potato dishes, some savory cous cous, and lobster thermadore because it seemed like it would be nice to have; a number of wines of various sorts as well as some large clay jugs of water would be found near the refrigerator.

There, that would be much better. The supplies had been easy. Warmth would be much harder to address in a circumspect manner. But before she could get that far, a man moved over to speak to her. At his question, she turned a bright smile on him and gushed in a whisper, “Oh yes. I have many skills. I am most talented, you see. I think a fireplace would be just lovely, but Dr. Simontam does not wish the others to be upset, so I shall have to be as sneaky as I was with the food.”

Her face lit up as she had a new thought. “Perhaps if there was a distraction, I could make one while they looked the other way! Would that not work, Dr. Simontam?” Her eyes were on his, pleading silently to let her do something to be helpful.

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[info]i_conform
2009-01-20 08:05 pm UTC (link)
The good doctor didn't have much of a chance in giving a hug back, and the kisses were enough to make the young man blush. He wasn't ready for any of this; he had no idea how he was going to fix it, if he could. He just stood there with his hands out as if he were about to hug back, but didn't. This was confusing; no, this was madness.

Simon looked from the overly eager Jeannie to the professor of what? His brows furrowed at how quickly this was going in the very wrong direction, especially when Jeannie decided to do exactly as he didn't want. Using magic just wasn't right; there was something inherently wrong about fixing problems with just a blink.

"I don't think it will be that easy, Jeannie. And, did you just do something?" He looked around the kitchen, not wanting to see what might have changed.

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[info]i_blink
2009-01-24 01:24 am UTC (link)
She smiled brightly, and whispered loudly, “I did what you asked. I made supplies. Good ones, Dr. Simontam. Would you like me to make a fireplace now? Ooo, or perhaps a little potbellied stove! I have always wanted one of those!”

But even as she spoke, she could see the light outside the shutters brightening. Which meant that the cloud cover was moving off. It would probably stop snowing very soon.

Her face turned toward the windows, she murmured, “Perhaps I can build another snowman.”

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[info]i_conform
2009-01-26 11:38 pm UTC (link)
Simon gave Jeannie a look his sister had given him on the rare occasion she was lucid enough to think he was a boob. There was a slight shake of his head, and he even considered telling her that neither option would work without proper ventilation. But, her attention had been caught by something else, and he looked.

"Well, we might not be stuck here as long as we thought." His hand absently lifted to give Jeannie a soft yet awkward rub/pat on the shoulder. It seemed the proper thing to do at times like these. He wanted to make her feel better, especially since she wouldn't be doing anything magical now.

"Jeannie, do you think you can give the school back the food it had? I think that would be for the best."

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[info]i_blink
2009-01-27 01:22 am UTC (link)
Jeannie looked at him in surprise, then stated simply, “But mine is better.”

Which settled that question very firmly in her mind. Really, Dr. Simontam was a very sweet man, but he was not nearly as clever as she had once thought. But then, doctors, in her experience, were not terribly bright anyway. Dr. Bellows had been a bit silly too.

She moved away from the others, closer to the windows. With a surreptitious nod and a little blink, she opened the shutters so she could better see the last of the storm. Perhaps a snow fort rather than a snow man. Ooo! A snowball fight! Maybe the others would enjoy that as well.

Now that it was nearly over, Jeannie was really starting to warm up to the idea of snow. It was something she would keep in mind the next time she was bored. She could always make her own snow, of course.

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