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Tweak says, "mon"

Cpl. Jake Jensen (i_chatter) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2012-03-21 16:41:00

Entry tags:

henry mccoy, jake jensen, stand still, winifred burkle

Full Circle-ish (Fred)
If nothing else came out of the fiasco that had been the League meeting he had gotten pseudo permission to start lacing video cameras all throughout the City. Sort of. He was supposed to be monitoring some big bad vampire dude's movements, ostensibly at his club Fangtasia, a silly name in Jensen's opinion. No one said JUST around Fangtasia, and Jensen felt that this guy was probably cocky and moved around a lot of places so why not have a lot of coverage?

He got Zatanna to put up the cameras near the club since she had mystical teleporting abilities and he didn't. (No sense tempting fate, right?) Everywhere else he was putting up himself. The new search and GPS program was already geared up to take in feed from the cameras once they were activated and triangulate movement. Even if the City started switching around again, Jensen would have his location. Take THAT vampire bitches!

He had put up the last camera for the day and decided he could eat something. He spotted a Chinese restaurant across the street and thought it looked familiar. He couldn't quite place why he knew it, but figured if it stuck out in his mind chances were he liked the place so after checking traffic he jogged across the street, his bag bouncing against the back of his hip.

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i_figure
2012-03-21 09:24 pm UTC (link)

Fred had just finished a small job not far away; someone thought that they had a ghost in their computer, and rather than call in Dean or Jo, she'd gone to check it out. She guessed that either could have handled it, but a ghost in the computer sounded funny. It had taken her only a few minutes to figure out that the ghost was user error. Someone hadn't turned off a very sensitive touch pad while using a remote mouse - technology was fun. She'd also realized there were a few other little things that said user could do to his home network and security.

She had thought the job would be easy, and she was only going to charge enough a small amount, maybe enough for a couple of days' takeout. That was her plan anyway. Turns out there was a ghost, who wasn't at all happy with some of her suggested and implemented changes. Thankfully, said ghost was attached to the laptop that had brought her here; unfortunately, Fred remembered how the Winchesters took care of ghosts and burned it. The owner didn't like her solution at all, and Fred got out of there as quickly as possible.

So, after flambaying a laptop and running from a very angry client, Fred thought getting a little food was a good idea. She didn't seem to mind that she looked a little out of sorts. She did look as if she'd been tossed about a tiny bit, a few cuts and bruises here and there. She also probably smelled like burned/melted plastic. She paused long enough to look at her reflection in the glass front of her favorite Chinese place in the City.

"Oh, wow." She tried for a moment to smooth down her hair before going in.

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i_chatter
2012-03-21 09:40 pm UTC (link)

Then he saw her. Fred. That ouchy spot in his chest reared up and said HI! REMEMBER ME?! He hadn't seen her since their argument. Hadn't talked. He'd shot her that email about Dinah only to feel like a moron when he remembered she didn't have a computer. Sigh.

He had choices. He could sneak back out the door or face the music. He was really hungry though! SIGH!

He walked up behind her in line then his brows wrinkled down as he picked up on the smell. He sniffed at the back of her hair, saw something in it and plucked it out. "Okay when you said you didn't have a computer I didn't think that meant you killed them in a ritualistic pyre."

	i_chatter 2012-03-21 09:55 pm UTC (link)
	He didn't like seeing her this beat up and his frown deepened into lines of absolute disapproval with a smattering of I'm gonna smack a bitch. "What happened?" If that vampire bastard did this he was so going to borrow Zatanna's silver tipped arrows, find himself a high powered crossbow and hunt the jerk down! (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	i_chatter 2012-03-22 12:24 am UTC (link)
	He couldn't help but smile as they seemed to fall right back into where they left off in conversations before she dropped the bomb. And when that thought entered his mind his smile faded at the edges. Maybe he would go find food someplace else. "Well, at least you're okay." He nodded then started to get out of line. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	i_figure 2012-03-22 12:30 am UTC (link)
	Fred claimed his hand, her lips thinned. He wasn't going too far, not yet. Well, not without her. "I'm not. I mean, I am, but I'm not." She looked around, realizing that this wasn't the place, but she guessed she wouldn't get a better time. She stepped out of the way and lightly tugged him along if his hand was still in hers. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	i_chatter 2012-03-22 12:39 am UTC (link)
	He didn't let go. He might not be capable of it since it felt like his heart started beating again when she touched him. He went with her with a wary but confused look on his face. "What do you mean, Fred?" Part of him was waving red flags, throwing up flares and telling him to run for it before he got hurt. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)