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Lois Lane ([info]i_changelanes) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2012-05-17 14:06:00

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Entry tags:lindsey mcdonald, lois lane, lorne

Karaoke time! (Lindsey, Lorne)
(Takes place right after this thread)

Lois let Lindsey lead her into Caritas, not quite sure what to expect. Whatever she might have been expecting, the array of colorful, horned demons was not it. She instinctively moved a little bit closer to Lindsey.

"You sure this is the right place?" she said in a low voice.

She was open minded enough that if he said that these people weren't going to eat them for dinner, then she'd trust that for now.

She was also still curious to hear the answer to her question about the owner of this place. She'd heard rumors that people could go in and sing and have their fortunes read, or something along those lines. Of course, the last fortune teller she'd gone to had told her that she was destined to end up with a guy who wore tights and liked to fly. She might have previously joked about waiting for her crossdressing pilot, but after seeing those comics, she had a feeling that that fortune teller hadn't simply been some hack making up a laughable story. Maybe.



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[info]i_changelanes
2012-05-25 01:59 am UTC (link)
"You are? Of my stories or the comic books?" she asked.

She was a little bit blunt, but she couldn't help but wonder when meeting people. Errol, the bookshop owner, had been a pleasant surprise.

Lindsey was clearly a regular, since his drink order had been filled before it had even been requested.

"I'll take a Jack and Coke," Lois said to the bartender.

"So you're the owner?" she asked Lorne. "Is what they say about you true?"

She was deliberately vague. She found that sometimes people filled in the blanks quite nicely when one didn't ask direct questions to start.

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[info]i_host
2012-05-30 06:50 pm UTC (link)
Lorne blinked. Of course she was that clever, but he wasn't really prepared for it.

"I don't know much about comics," he said. "I know a little bit about 'your' comic books, though. Hard to avoid in my world. No more than the average Joe, though."

There were air quotes when he said 'your.'

"But the stories? Sweetie, anyone who'll sass politicians on a daily or weekly basis is golden in my book."

Lindsey chuckled. Lorne must really NOT like him very much. At all. Other than musically.

The bartender slid a drink down the bar, which Lorne caught and handed to the lady.

"I am the owner. And that depends what they say." He smiled. "I hear a lot of things. And you know better than anyone... not all rumors are true."

Lindsey took a drink and just let the two talk. For the moment, there was not much for him to say.

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[info]i_changelanes
2012-05-31 01:31 am UTC (link)
Lois grinned at the compliment from Lorne regarding her articles. The demon might or might not have realized it, but he had just endeared himself to her for that.

She accepted the drink with a nod and a smile.

"Well, the word on the street is that you work some sort of mojo when people sing here. Something about seeing into their futures?" she asked.

She glanced at Lindsey, who was being just a little bit quiet.

"And Lindsey tells me that he's a regular performer here," she said with a small grin directed Lindsey's way.

She was curious to see her lawyer singer. Or she supposed he was her former lawyer, since he'd just saved her a whole lot of time and headache by making that lawsuit go away.

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[info]i_changed
2012-05-31 11:51 pm UTC (link)
Lorne picked up a Sea Breeze from a tray a waiter walking past held.

"It's not the future. It's just the path," he said. "I'm an empath demon. I can see things, sometimes. But what I see? It doesn't always happen. It can change."

He took a drink.

Lindsey arched an eyebrow. "Back home, yeah," the lawyer said. "Used to come by after work, entertain the masses. Since I've been here, though, just the one time."

"Hey," Lorne said, brightly. "You two kids singing tonight? Or just hanging out?"

The look he shot Lindsey made it seem like Lindsey'd better sing.

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[info]i_changelanes
2012-06-01 09:35 pm UTC (link)
Lois nodded. She could get behind seeing a path more than seeing a future that was set in stone.

"Well the last time someone tried to read my future, she told me that I was destined to fall in love with a guy who flew a lot and liked to wear tights." She smirked. "I used to joke that I was just waiting for my crossdressing pilot, but then I ended up here and figured out what that actually meant."

She shrugged, since it was clear that whatever her future held had been circumvented when she'd ended up here. Clark wasn't here after all, and she could only bet that Smallville was back to mooning over Lana now that Lois was no longer around to pester him and keep him on his toes enough that he didn't think about his ex-girlfriend every second.

She considered Lorne's request and then looked at Lindsey, curious to hear his answer.

"Well, I'm game for singing."

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[info]i_changed
2012-06-06 10:10 pm UTC (link)
Lorne chuckled, not mentioning that it was hard not to associate her with a certain caped individual.

Lindsey caught the look the demon'd given him, and he nodded. He'd always be willing to sing, and had the feeling that was the price of admission if he was going to show up here with various super heroes, or their girlfriends. He didn't really need to hear anything Lorne had to say on the topic: he was pretty sure he could guess most of it.

"Fantastic!" Lorne said. He handed Lois one of the books full of song selections, and raised an eyebrow at Lindsey. "You don't happen to have your guitar, do you, cowboy?"

Lindsey shook his head.

"That's okay. I get the feeling we can fix you up with somethin'."

Lorne was pushing at him, just slightly. He wanted to know what had happened with Zee, how Lindsey'd screwed that up. He did not trust Lindsey--he knew too much about him.

"Yeah, I got it," Lindsey said, taking a long gulp of the drink. He managed a very large, very fake but convincing smile. Lois was here to have fun and celebrate. He'd accommodate and maybe threaten Lorne later. "Take it I'm going first?"

"Oh, you betcha, partner," Lorne said.

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[info]i_changelanes
2012-06-11 06:08 pm UTC (link)
There was definitely something underneath the exchange between the two, though Lois couldn't quite put her finger on it. Something... personal was going on, she knew that much.

She settled into a chair at the bar and took a sip of her drink before grinning at Lindsey.

"Go right ahead. I'll be listening."

She was already mentally running through her own song selection. It wasn't the same as singing a duet with Chloe at the Talon. Lois felt a little pang as she thought about her cousin. She usually tried not to think about the people from home that she missed, but every once in awhile it was unavoidable.

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[info]i_changed
2012-06-12 07:09 pm UTC (link)
"Me too," Lorne added. He gave the lawyer a big smile as he walked away to get ready.

Lindsey was going to be somewhat at a loss. His guitar wasn't here, so he'd have to make due with what Caritas had hanging around for patrons to use. He picked the guitar up and started to tune it while a chubby college kid in glasses got up on stage and started to sing a song that Lindsey thought might be a Collective Soul tune if the kid wasn't tone deaf.

Lorne turned his attention to Lois and he smiled again.

"So let's hear it. How come you're hangin' around with Lindsey?" He raised a green finger and decided to augment what he said. "Because honestly? From what I know of you? Way too good for the guy."

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[info]i_changelanes
2012-06-12 09:44 pm UTC (link)
Lois raised an eyebrow at Lorne. The two had seemed friendly, so it was interesting to hear the negative assessment of Lindsey from the... demon? Was that the appropriate term here?

She shrugged.

"He got me out of a tight spot legally. And he seems nice enough. I suppose there's dirt that I should know?"

She was ever the reporter so of course she had questions.

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[info]i_host
2012-06-13 09:44 pm UTC (link)
Lorne grinned.

"Oh, sister."

Back by the stage, Lindsey was messing around with the guitar, and Lorne thought he could hear the opening strains of a song that he could not help but smirk at. If he was correct--and he usually was when it came to music--this was really appropriate.

"Off the record," he began, making sure he was looking her in the eyes when he said it, "I'm not entirely sure if he's the hero or the villain, and I never have been. Back home, he worked for a firm we used to call Evil Inc. And it wasn't a joke. The senior partners? They were demons of the kind that make Bible-thumpers feel justified with their concepts of Hell. I actually really like Lindsey," he said, eyes wandering over to the lawyer.

Then they wandered back to Lois.

"... what I don't like? There's a guy I really respect and liked working with. So what if he was a vampire? He was a good guy, the real deal. A champion and a hero. Capital H. Lindsey made it a mission to be this guy's enemy. From what I can tell? Out of pride, and something to do with a girl." Lorne shook his head.

"You're a smart girl. I know you are. And I know you'll be careful. But what I know of the guy and the way he woulda ended up if we were back home?" The demon took a drink from the glass in his hand. Then he shook his head, and left it at that.

"And just to be clear, muffin, I'm not saying he can't turn over a new leaf. I just don't know that he has."

Lindsey nodded, and raised a hand, and tucked his hair behind his ear, walking up to the microphone.

"Lorne tells me I gotta sing," he said into the mic, sort of gruff and muffled. "I know better'an to say no."

He gave the demon and the reporter a wink and a smirk and began to play. The opening chords were familiar, and would be to almost everyone in the club. And he made it look easy, the frets of the thing seeming to bend to his will. Lindsey was just a little sad he didn't have the added bonus of some special effects, like the real version had. He could do with a rattlesnake rattle about now. When he sang, the range was different than the original version, but it sounded perfect. And there was just a little bit of his midwestern twang.

"It's all the same,
Only the names will change.
Everyday, it seems we're wasting away.
Another place
Where the faces are so cold,
I drive all night just to get back home.
I'm a cowboy,
On a steel horse I ride,
I'm wanted, dead or alive.
Wanted, dead or alive...."


Lorne focused. He wanted to make sure his reading was as clear as possible.

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[info]i_changelanes
2012-06-14 01:20 am UTC (link)
(to the left, to the left. now slide, slide...)

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