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Jeannie (i_blink) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2008-05-29 23:59:00

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jeannie, mad sweeney, zz:status complete

Nuts (Sweeney)
Things were not going at all the way that she had hoped they would. Jeannie had not found the fluffy slayer for Spike as she had intended. She had not even succeeded in getting the Red Witch to come with her to speak to the man who had been so helpful to her. Though she had received a phone number.

As much good as that did her. She had found a pay phone, then spent nearly an hour attempting to figure out what denomination of coin to use since the dime she attempted had not worked. Once she had succeeded there, she was rewarded with a female voice announcing that no one was at the number that had been dialed, and would she please leave a message. So she had, though she had been flustered and it probably not very coherent.

Once she was done with that, however, she was uncertain as to how to proceed. She had tried everything that she could think of to help Spike find his friend, and failed each time. Jeannie had wandered around the City for a bit, lost in her thoughts, almost unaware of where she ended up. Plopping down dejectedly on a park bench, her shoulders slumped in defeat, a pout on her face. Somehow, she had to find this Buffy fluffy person, but at the moment, she didn’t know what else she could do.

For a long while, she simply stared into space, not seeing the lovely park that was around her. But she was brought back to reality by a small furry creature running across her foot. She pulled back with a half-squeal before she realized that it was a squirrel. A bright-eyed, very inquisitive squirrel who did not appear to fear much of anything.

Jeannie tilted her head to study him, and he mimicked her, earning a tinkle of laughter from the djinn. Holding up her hand, she gave a one-eyed wink at her fingers, a peanut appearing in her waiting grasp. Shaking it slightly, she made sure she had the squirrel’s attention, then set about seeing how bold the small creature was. With any luck, he would take it directly from her fingers.

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i_haveahoard
2008-06-09 07:36 am UTC (link)

He fought and trashed against the squirrels, refusing to give in to them and just allowing them to crawl all over him. At least they weren't biting him... not yet anyway. "I got nothing to apologize for," he insisted, brushing the more away. It would have looked bizarre to passerby, a large man being attacked by squirrels in such a way. One or two squirrels and perhaps it wouldn't have looked so off, however an army of squirrels and one would have to question what the man had done to deserve such a fate.

Being in the presence of a djinn, obviously. But no one else would know that.

"I told you, I was just going along on my way." It never occurred to Sweeney that he might need to apologize for insulting her, all he was concerned with was the squirrels. Specifically, the one still moving around in his pants. He batted his hand against, not so much trying to kill the squirrel as trying to get it to stop moving until he could remove it. But there was no time to do that until the other squirrels ceased their attack on him. "Your squirrel would have run off if anyone happened by." It may have been true, it may not have been. There was no way to predict what the squirrel would have done had a child on a set of skates moved along the same path the leprechaun had.

He genuinely felt that there was nothing to apologize for and even if he had felt there was, it was unlikely he was going to apologize to her. Djinn were like that, all of them, quick to anger and quick to jump to irrational conclusions that everything was done as a slight against them. It was one of the many reasons he disliked them so much.

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i_blink
2008-06-10 02:16 am UTC (link)

Her laughter faded, replaced by a disgruntled frown. Stupid, stubborn Leprechaun. How dare he claim he make such a ridiculous claim? He was a walking affront to the sensibilities! He should apologize simply for breathing!

“Nothing to apologize for?” Jeannie demanded. “You are swearing and called me an infernal woman!” A little sniff followed before she added in a quieter voice, “And you insulted my outfit.”

Oh this was ridiculous! Leprechauns were impossible! She ought to have known better. Djinn were far more clever than most other magical beings and far superior to creatures that usually could not be bothered to be more than four inches tall. Why this one was a mutant, she did not know. She did not care. She no longer even cared that he had been insulting, and she was through attempting to teach him a lesson that he would not learn. The squirrels would suffer for it.

Again, she crossed one arm over the other and gave a nod and a blink. The squirrels disappeared, though she left the nuts where they were. She hoped they chafed. Waving a negligent hand, Jeannie dismissed him, “Go sing somewhere else, and learn to leave people in peace.”

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i_haveahoard
2008-06-11 12:34 pm UTC (link)

Djinn were impossible. They really were. Self-righteous creatures that thought that world existed simply for their pleasure. What a joke that was. Sweeney knew the truth, the world existed so that you could enjoy life to the best of your damn ability and nothing more. It was that reason alone that had him strolling through the park and singing in the first place.

Pleased that the squirrels were gone now, he brushed himself off, fished a few more nuts out of his pockets and gave a low, condescending bow to the djinn complete with an obnoxious wave of the hand. "Madam." It was graceful and chock full of arrogance. He was not about to let some nearly-naked djinn tell him what-for.

"I shall sing elsewhere because I chose to, not because you demand it. Mad Sweeney takes no orders from self-righteous djinn with victim complexes." That's what it was, wasn't it? She assumed everything he did was an affront to her. She was the victim, not Sweeney who had simply been passing by and bringing himself a bit of joy and peace.

Infernal woman she most definitely was.

Back to singing again, Sweeney gave her a narrowed look before turning his back and picking a new tune. He'd sing elsewhere indeed, it just so happened that elsewhere was mere feet from where he had been standing and in the direction of where he had been going.

"I say, Gradh mo chroidhe, as I look cross the sea,
Gradh mo chroidhe, holds the key to my heart,
Gradh mo chroidhe, as I say to myself
It's not very long and we'll never more part."

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