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Jack Heart ([info]i_chasehearts) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2011-11-06 19:01:00

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Entry tags:dean winchester, dinah lance, jack heart, lois lane, winifred burkle, zatanna zatara

Break Out the Champagne (Open to all)
The votes were in and the announcement had been made. Jack's campaign manager had already made arrangements for a victory party, just in case. This was a new concept to him. Back home, when his mother had been dethroned, the citizens had celebrated in the streets. But there hadn't been a party to celebrate his victory. Of course, that was because it really wasn't his victory at all. He'd worked behind the scenes to set things up, but in the end it had been Alice that had made it possible for them take back Wonderland and free the Oysters (and the general populace from the addiction to the false emotions bottled in tea form that had been generated from the Oysters).

All the same, Jack was just a little bit uncomfortable with being treated as though he'd had a great accomplishment by winning the election. Becoming the leader of a place wasn't a prize to be won. It was a duty, and for sure an honor that he'd won. But an achievement? No. Making things better for those who lived here would be an achievement, if he could accomplish it.

So while he didn't feel that he 'deserved' a party, he was here nonetheless. His campaign manager had insisted that it was a good way to get to know those who had voted for him, and to start earning their trust as leader.

Jack straightened his tie and surveyed the reception hall. Waiters in tuxedos milled around with trays of champagne and h'ors d'oeurves while a few security guards watched the perimeter. A band struck up the first few chords of a song and a few people in formalwear had started to arrive,

Unfortunately, Jack thought that if the boy with the vividly colored spiky hair decided to crash, the security force wouldn't be able to keep him out. But since the last rally, no one had complained about him wearing his sword wherever he went.

OOC: any characters are welcome, and feel free to socialize amongst yourselves as well as giving your character the chance to meet and greet the new mayor.



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[info]i_figure
2011-11-11 04:16 am UTC (link)
Fred's head tilted slightly into the touch, and she blushed. Jack smiled softly and sadly as she looked up at him. Her hand lifted to claim his, and she stepped away, still holding his hand. She led him off the dance floor because she didn't want people watching them for whatever discussion they were really about to have.

She didn't answer him straight out. She couldn't. She had to think about it first. Her fingers tightened on his as she continued to lead him away, hoping that no one would notice that the mayor was going to disappear for a moment with some woman who may or may not be his girlfriend.

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[info]i_chasehearts
2011-11-11 07:14 pm UTC (link)
Jack allowed Fred to lead him off the dance floor. He leaned in to speak to his campaign manager as they headed toward a door.

"I'll be back soon," he promised.

The campaign manager didn't look happy, but gave him a terse nod. Jack kept walking with Fred until they were out in a little garden behind the building.

Once they were outside, he waited for Fred to speak, trying to ignore the sinking feeling in his gut as he did so.

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