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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_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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[info]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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