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Dean Winchester ([info]i_soldieron) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2011-03-22 21:45:00

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Entry tags:dean winchester, logan echolls

Normal and quiet (Open to...anyone)
Dean was a little surprised when he came upon the bar. He wouldn't allow himself to think that the city was in charge, that it was making things happen. He was certain that that damn archangel had a hand in his difficulties, not all of them but a good number of them. The fact that his own personal angel was in town and didn't seem to have a clue about the last two years didn't help matters. He was still stuck walking around; he couldn't even seem to keep a vehicle of some sort around. He'd found one the other day, and when he stepped out of the motel room to go grab a burger, it was gone. Sure, he hadn't exactly paid for it, but it wasn't like anyone else was using it at the time. In fact, it didn't even have plates. It was waiting for him.

So, imagine Dean's hint of amazement as he was actually allowed to see a bar and walk up to it. He wasn't even looking for it this time. Maybe that was the trick, but he wasn't going to think twice about whatever was going on. A drink could work. Maybe a good burger, some chili cheese fries...a girl? He did feel a twinge of guilt when he thought about taking some random chick back to the room, but he knew he probably wouldn't act on his urges. Damn his sense of honor.

Dean walked in, sat down at the bar, and looked at the bartender.

"A beer, a shot of tequila, a burger with everything, and the greasiest order of fries possible with some chili and cheese." The hunter nodded. He'd probably be sick as a dog later, but right now he was going to enjoy some normal, quiet time.



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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-03-23 02:03 am UTC (link)
It was pay day, again. About damn time, too. There had been so much crazy thrown at him over the last two weeks that Logan needed a few shots to wash it all away.

A slight sense of unease set over him as he remembered his last nighttime drinking excursion, or rather, remembered waking up with inexplicable wounds after that. But Logan brushed that feeling aside and set out for the nearest bar to campus. He did, however, put aside money for a cab. Just in case something stupid happened and he found himself lost again. Though how he could get lost when the bar was in view of campus was beyond him. Then again, the last bar had only been one block away and he still remembered having a hard time finding his dorm.

Logan took the seat at the bar next to a guy who must have been a few years older than he was, but not by much.

"I'll have what he's having," he said to the bartender, and then flashed a grin to the other patron. "Nice choice, man."

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[info]i_soldieron
2011-03-23 02:15 am UTC (link)
Dean looked at the kid who just sat down beside him, his brow lifting a little. He shook his head slightly; he was in a bit of a fix, wasn't he? The kid didn't look like he was old enough, but Dean wasn't the kid's dad or even his brother. He had no responsibility to the kid, and yet..

The bartender looked at Dean then at the kid. Dean shrugged his shoulders as if to say it wasn't his call. The bartender narrowed his eyes at Logan before shrugging. A minor's money was as good as a legal drinker.

"Yeah, I'm good like that." Dean looked at the kid again, smirking. He was nice enough to wait until their drinks were set before them and the bartender walked away to get the food order in before saying anything. "How many more years or months you got before carding doesn't matter? Because you're kind of lucky that guy doesn't give a shit about his license."

Dean didn't wait for the answer to the question before he grabbed up the shot of tequila and downed it, following it quickly with the beer chaser. It wasn't his favorite way to get drunk, but the hunter didn't feel like he was there to get drunk, just to get normal. He shoved his brother's voice out of his head, along with those ridiculous after school specials that went on and on about drinking, alcoholism, and addiction. He wasn't an alcoholic.

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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-03-23 04:37 pm UTC (link)
Logan raised an eyebrow and returned the smirk.

"I'll have you know, I'm not a day under 22, and I have the license to prove it."

He raised the shot glass to the older guy and grinned.

"Cheers."

He downed the shot easily, relishing the feeling of warmth washing over his tongue and spreading down his throat. He took a long swig of beer and then nodded to the bartender for another shot.

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[info]i_soldieron
2011-03-23 09:27 pm UTC (link)
Dean nodded for the bartender to give him another shot as well. The hunter gave a soft bark of a laugh at the license bit. Not that he was stopping the guy beside him from drinking. He understood what it was like sometimes to need a drink, boy, did he ever.

"Yeah, I can prove I'm FBI, PD, and a certified bikini instructor with any piece of paper and a good wallet too." He downed the shot placed in front of him, and quickly took a pull off the beer bottle.

"So, what's your story? No one tell you drinking'll stunt your growth?" It was bullshit, but it was something. He didn't want to be alone when he drank, but he wasn't willing to make the effort and go chat up one of those ladies at the end of the bar. Plus, he'd need a few more drinks before either of them were really take home material. Actually the drinks were more for his courage and killing his conscience than making the women attractive.

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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-03-24 01:38 am UTC (link)
"A certified bikini instructor?" Logan asked. "Now there's something my guy wouldn't do," he said with a laugh. Of course, his 'guy' here would be Veronica, so asking her for something like that would be all kinds of stupid.

Logan downed his second shot and then grinned at Dean.

"Someone once told me tequila was good for the brain." He frowned in mock concentration. "Or the libido. One of the two." He shrugged.

After another swig of beer, he met Dean's eyes.

"I guess I kind of figured that this place is a lot easier to take drunk. Have you any idea how many crazy things have happened to me since I've got here?" It was a rhetorical question, because of course this guy didn't know. He didn't know Logan, and he definitely didn't know Red, or the strange bite, or the fact that he was almost constantly forgetting where things were in this City. Not to mention the whole waking up after being shot, covered in his own blood, with no gunshot wound.

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[info]i_soldieron
2011-03-24 02:18 am UTC (link)
"What 'guy' doesn't do bikini in...inspector, what are you talking about instructor? How do you instruct bikinis? They just exist, wild." Dean smiled, thinking of one of those 60s movies he'd caught late at night - something like "How to tame a wild bikini" or something. He didn't remember the plot so much as the women dancing in their bikinis. Annette Funicello didn't look all that bad, big hair and all.

"Yeah, 'crazy' is the word." He took a swig of beer, holding the bottle between his fingers, and not exactly letting it go as he set it back to the bar. "Actually, I don't think 'crazy' covers the shit that goes on here. And the people..." His brows went up in some mild disbelief; oh, he'd seen a whole hell of a lot of things. He'd actually been to Hell. But, the City was quickly taking the cake in weirdsville and then some.

"Hey, Mack." That wasn't the guy's name, but the bartender walked back over anyway. "I'll have another shot." He didn't say anything for the guy beside him, but he had a feeling the kid would order one if he wanted. "Hey, you know if tequila makes you smarter or sexier?" The bartender stared at Dean, who seemed not to care one bit how that came across.

"Yeah, I think who ever told you that about tequila was full of shit." Dean looked at the kid. "Dean." He let go of his beer bottle, wiped his hand on his jeans and then offered it to the kid.

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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-03-24 02:31 am UTC (link)
"What 'guy' doesn't do bikini in...inspector, what are you talking about instructor? How do you instruct bikinis? They just exist, wild."

Logan shrugged, a grin on his face at the slip of the tongue. "Hey, you're the one who said it first. I'm sure there's a class somewhere. Wearing a bikini can be tough work after all."

"Yeah, 'crazy' is the word." He took a swig of beer, holding the bottle between his fingers, and not exactly letting it go as he set it back to the bar. "Actually, I don't think 'crazy' covers the shit that goes on here. And the people..."

"I think you're right. How about batshit insane? That cover it a little better?" Logan was curious about what might have happened to this guy on arriving in the City, but wasn't sure he could take any more weirdness, even by way of hearing someone else's stories.

After Dean ordered, the bartender raised an eyebrow at Logan who nodded and grinned.

"Keep em coming, padre."

"Yeah, I think who ever told you that about tequila was full of shit." Dean looked at the kid. "Dean."

"Gee, and I was really hanging all my hopes on that one," Logan said wryly. He grinned and took the offered hand. "Logan. Nice to meet you, Dean."

He downed the latest shot of tequila and then chased it with the beer. Already he was feeling better, more at ease. Even the City's 'batshit insanity' seemed more like a lark than something to truly be annoyed with. For the moment, at any rate.

"So, what's the craziest thing that's happened to you since you got here?" he asked.

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[info]i_soldieron
2011-03-24 03:08 am UTC (link)
Dean liked the kid already. He understood the need to dull the senses, and he knew what it was like to be a fish out of water - Dean was guessing Logan was feeling a little of both. Dean finished off the shot and the beer before motioning to the bartender that he'd like another beer with a small wave of his bottle and a nod.

"The craziest thing. Well, I'm not sure you'd believe it, so we'll just go with it's been fucknuts, and leave it at that? How bout you? You look like you've got a few stories." He looked at Logan for a moment; the kid didn't look like a hunter. Sure, Logan looked like he could handle himself possibly, but he didn't look like a hunter.

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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-03-24 05:05 am UTC (link)
Logan considered the question for a moment. The craziest was still his entrance into the City, but Veronica was the only person he'd told about it. A part of him was still very scared that someone else might confirm his fears and share a story of being shot or otherwise going through something that should have caused death only to wake up here.

He still didn't quite trust that 'here' wasn't just some screwed-up afterlife, and he wasn't yet ready to confirm that.

So, he went with the second-weirdest.

Logan tugged at the collar of his shirt, revealing the bite marks, which had now scarred over.

"Last time I went out drinking, I woke up with those. Apparently some sort of... rabid animal attacked me. Yet, somehow I survived and woke up in my bed, without a damn memory of what happened the night before. How's that for nuts?"

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[info]i_soldieron
2011-03-25 12:22 am UTC (link)
Dean had to fight the urge to reach out and grab the kid. Or more grab the collar of his shirt and pull him closer to get a better look at the marks. No, instead, he looked at them for as long as Logan showed them, then took a sip of beer. Yeah, that was crazy and left a bitter taste in his mouth that no amount of beer and burgers and chili cheese fries would wash away.

"Pretty damn nuts. Looks like a snake bite, but last I checked snakes don't go rabid, and they would probably bite your leg before they bite your neck. Maybe one was in a tree somewhere. Or you had one kinky night." Dean smirked, and hoped to hell and heaven that the last possibility was really the answer.

One more swing of beer before he started to pick up the burger. "Smells good. There's this place near the Library" Or it was the last time he saw it. "Damn good burgers." He took a bite of his burger, and continued to talk around it. "This isn't bad though."

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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-03-25 02:43 am UTC (link)
Logan raised an eyebrow.

"A snake bite? You have got to be kidding me," he said. "That would be one gigantic snake. Are there alligators in the sewers too?"

Logan chuckled and then dug into his burger.

"Not bad at all," he agreed. "What's the name of the place near the library? I could always go for a good burger."

He hadn't actually been to the library yet, but he was sure it wouldn't be hard to find. Then again, nothing really seemed 'easy' to find in the City so far. He really hated that about the City.

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[info]i_soldieron
2011-03-26 12:38 am UTC (link)
"There's a bastard round here who just might make that happen. Actually he did." Dean shrugged, taking another bite of burger and chewing his way through the artery clogging goodness. Next came the fries, or a few fries, and shoved them right into his mouth. It was good. It as very good.

"And, no, I doubt it was a snake. Snake would have claimed something lower, an ankle or calf. What would take a bit out of you would have to be tall and have some really fucked up teeth, right?" He was being nice; Logan was lucky that Dean didn't tell him exactly what he thought had given the college kid a bite. There were a few things, and none of them were good.

"It's outside the library - didn't have a name. This stand, no name." Dean would have remembered a name; the burger was damn good. But, then he was slightly distracted by the strange girl who acted as if she knew him.

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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-03-26 01:22 am UTC (link)
Logan took another bite of his burger and laughed, shaking his head.

"Sure he did. You're a trip, man," he said, after he'd finished the bite of burger. He tipped his bottle slightly toward Dean and then took a long pull.

"Well, I'll keep an eye out for the no-name burger stand outside the library then. Thanks," Logan said.

"So what about you? Any bizarre animal attacks since you got here?"

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[info]i_soldieron
2011-03-26 01:34 am UTC (link)
Dean smiled good naturedly at the laughter. It wasn't that he expected Logan to believe him; hell, Dean knew he wouldn't believe it if he hadn't seen it - or the remains of it. He tipped his bottle to Logan - bad luck leaving a salute unanswered - and put away some of his own beer.

"Nope. No bizarre animals." Not exactly. Demons weren't animals; they were less than animals. They were things that needed to be put down, and if he was totally honest with himself, the demon didn't attack him. Then there were the ghosts and the vampires. Not exactly the kind of things Logan would think of as animals, or even real, Dean would guess, so, he went with the "Nope." stating it again just in case Logan had missed it the first time.

"Hey, you haven't seen a '67 Impala around, have you?" Well, it didn't hurt too much to ask. Dean missed his baby. He was doing good so far, but if this kept up, he might have to do something drastic.

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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-03-26 12:18 pm UTC (link)
Logan quirked an eyebrow.

"A '67 Impala? Can't say that I have. Why, did you lose one?"

He caught the slight note of wistfulness in Dean's voice, and took another long drink of his beer.

Logan could relate to that. He missed his car too. Hell, he missed having enough money to have an ever-rotating string of vehicles when it came down to it. Walking everywhere was not appealing. Particularly when one kept getting lost in this damn City. Not that he'd ever admit that, particularly not to another guy. After all, men didn't 'get lost.' They just took scenic routes.

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[info]i_soldieron
2011-03-27 12:20 am UTC (link)
"I don't know. Can't find her anywhere, and I've been looking. This walking thing's getting old." Dean stuffed a few more fries in his mouth to keep from sounding even more like a whiny girl. Hey, he had a reputation, even if there was no one here who knew about it. Things got out and around.

The hunter knew that he could probably call Cas, his personal guardian angel, and get the bird to fly him wherever, but he really didn't want to go about things that way. It relied too much on the angel, and he wasn't one who liked to rely on angels; they had a strange habit of doing what you didn't expect or want.

"If you see a black one round, lemme know." He settled in to quietly eating his burger and fries. It wasn't that he didn't want to talk to Logan anymore, but he wanted to enjoy his food. As much as he could anyway; it was strange eating without some sort of hunting agenda being planned or sought. He guessed he could have done that, but he didn't exactly have the laptop, just the phone that liked to come on by itself. Of course, those murders were something to look into; see if they were done by regular humans rather than something more supernatural.

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[info]i_didntdoit
2011-03-27 03:43 am UTC (link)
"Will do," Logan said with a salute. Taking the hint that they'd talked enough, Logan fell into silent eating as well. After all, straight guys rarely talked for very long when meeting each other for the first time at a bar. It was a little bit of an awkward thing.

Logan was just as happy to fall into the quiet rhythm of drinking alone, though the brief experience of camaraderie made him miss his friends back in Neptune. Dick, even Duncan, before things had gone all weird between them and before Duncan had escaped.

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[info]i_soldieron
2011-03-27 09:37 pm UTC (link)
Dean started to say something, but then there was a very strange feeling. He saw sparkly lights and for a moment thought Tinkerbell was back for seconds. Only it wasn't fairyland Dean was transported to.

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