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Tweak says, "500 DOLLAH!!!"

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

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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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i_crylikeabird
2011-11-12 01:53 am UTC (link)

Dinah stifled a slight giggle at the mention of Zee's teleporting. She knew exactly how not well it had gone, especially given that they were at the party for the man whose shower she had landed in. The giggle died as she looked down at her bandaged ankle.

"What happened?" she asked.

She shot Dean a slightly nervous look. Perhaps bringing up the magic act was not the way to ease the tensions between those two. Then again, she wasn't sure what would break the ice and smooth things over. It wasn't as though she wanted Zatanna to have to hide what she could do, but she also couldn't expect Dean to be instantly comfortable with something that he'd clearly had a lot of bad experiences with.

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i_soldieron
2011-11-12 02:27 am UTC (link)

Dean was getting tired of the attitude. What the hell did these people expect from him? The polite smile was returned with one of his own. He leaned slightly to look at the bandaged ankle, brow raised when Dinah asked the question. He didn't want the woman to hurt even if he wasn't a big fan; she was supposed to be a good guy after all.

"Teleport? 'Beam me up, Scotty'?" He beamed for a moment. "That kinda travel is trippy. Course, I was drunk at the time. Traveling by angel is a real bitch." He actually shuddered. Dean had had an interesting life after all, ladies.

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i_kaeps
2011-11-12 03:02 am UTC (link)

She really wasn't trying to have an attitude. She just wasn't sure how well this was going to go talking to Dean after their first encounter. But, she toned it down a bit, relaxing into the conversation.

"No technology required. Just a backwards incantation." She wrinkled her nose in a look of disgust. "And I was trying to get an idea of how to port around town and I appeared right in front of some guy's pickup truck."

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i_crylikeabird
2011-11-12 03:32 am UTC (link)

"You got hit by a truck?" she asked Zatanna, her brow furrowed in concern.

Dinah was all too aware of the tension. Zee was nervous, and had been retreating into snark just a bit. And Dean was... well, not all that comfortable either. She supposed that ambushing someone who she suspected of avoiding her wouldn't really have gone any other way.

It hurt, but maybe they hadn't ever been quite as close of friends as she'd thought. Sure, he'd been there for her when she'd really needed a friend. But maybe she'd read into that a little too much.

At any rate, she was really sick of the people in her life not getting along. If only it was as easy as just getting them all together and knocking some sense into them. Sadly, fighting crime was the only place where beating people up actually did the trick.

She pushed off the bar stool.

"You know, we should probably stop bugging Dean. Maybe get out there and dance?"

She gave Dean a forced smile.

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i_soldieron
2011-11-12 05:55 am UTC (link)

Dean, of course, winced. He'd been hit by quite a few things, and yes, even a car on more than one occasion. He'd certain had his fair share of running away from cars.

"You get the license plate?" The voice was his more protective one; sure, he could see someone hitting her if she just blipped into existence, but that didn't mean the person could just get away with hitting people. "Or did you take care of it yourself?" Again, Dean'd been hit a few times. Usually he either was dead or just walked away - there were more important things than how much his body ached.

His brow lifted when Dinah suggested the gals go dance. He rested his hand on the bird's shoulder. "You don't gotta go on account of me. Plus, she just ordered her drink. Best thing for a banged ankle, other than a shitload of booze, is to put it up." He gave Dinah a soft smile; he did appreciate giving him an out even if he hadn't been making nice lately.

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i_kaeps
2011-11-12 11:42 am UTC (link)

Dinah was edgy, nervous. Dean and Zee weren't making it easy for her, but that's what you get when you put two cats in the same room. They have to hiss, spit and circle each other before anything else.

"Gee, I'd have gone for alcohol and sex myself, but whatever works." Zee smirked knowing that was probably a shocking thing to hear come out of her, but that was kind of the point. Tension breaker. Had to be done.

The bartender brought her drink and handed it to her with another nod. She gave him a smile in thanks and took a sip before looking back to Dinah and Dean. "The guy took me to the hospital. I got the bones set then sat in a healing circle for most of the next day. The sprain is being stubborn and won't heal other than naturally so...just call me gimpy."

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