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asgardeventide2013-12-09 08:46 pm
mulletrock) wrote in asgardeventide2013-12-09 08:46 pm
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Anyone else get that lightheaded lack of equilibrium kind of tilt o whirl feeling when the gods decide to yo yo them back to real time for a little while?
The time line discrepancies are the least of my worries right now
Whatd I miss?
[Private: Sam and Castiel (Separately)]
We need to talk
[Private: Nat, Charlie, and Jo (Separately)]
Hows my favorite girl?
[Private: Daphne Allen]
In case I didnt mention
Thanks for the magic touch after our trip to the paralleloverse
[Private: Katniss Everdeen]
Sorry I had to skip out on our routine Lets start back up this week if nothing else gets in the way
Hows the light weight treating you?
The time line discrepancies are the least of my worries right now
Whatd I miss?
[Private: Sam and Castiel (Separately)]
We need to talk
[Private: Nat, Charlie, and Jo (Separately)]
Hows my favorite girl?
[Private: Daphne Allen]
In case I didnt mention
Thanks for the magic touch after our trip to the paralleloverse
[Private: Katniss Everdeen]
Sorry I had to skip out on our routine Lets start back up this week if nothing else gets in the way
Hows the light weight treating you?
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It's a good thing he said he'd wait outside, she would've kept on walking past the place if it hadn't been for him standing there. Not sure what to make of the guy Tess gives him a once over as she pauses.]
You Dean?
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[Dean pushes the door open to the bar for her, chivalry's not dead. He's been new here before, he knows what it's like. Maybe he's barking up the wrong tree but he wants her to be comfortable here.]
You must be Tess.
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[The fact that he holds the door open for her and allows her to enter before him almost makes her pause. Joel used to do this for her, once upon a time. Still does on and off, almost like it's a part of him that's never died--chivalry.
It's not something she expected out of anyone here, not in a world where the gods fight the giants.
Tess nods and heads in, looking around at the place and anyone who might still be out for the night to nurse a few drinks.]
Nice and homey in here.
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[Dean wasn't gonna take responsibility for it. Jo had the same eye her mom had, and knew how to rope in business. This place wasn't like the scummy dives he frequented in Loki or back home. It had character.]
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Harvelle--a special lady friend?
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Nah. Just a friend. She's not exactly tolerant of my crap.
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Her loss.
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[There's a shimmer of amusement. She doesn't know him very well or the track record he has when it comes to friendships. If she did she'd probably be heading for the hills.]
I dunno about that.
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We got time to kill. And I hear you got quite the stash of alcohol handy.
[ Tess nods to the bar. ]
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[Most people had friends and family in spades, or a heavy cash flow. What Dean had the most of was a body count and boat loads of liquor.]
Okay. What'll you have? It's on the house.
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[Hers had been her reputation, a body count, ration cards, and a cache of goods that everyone wanted their hands on. Here she's got nothing, like starting from scratch.]
What do you got for whiskey?
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[There's a shrug of his shoulders. He knows he could be doing a lot more productive things with his time than spending it at the roadhouse but drinking at bars was his usual way of reflecting and lately he'd had a lot to think about.
When she asks about whiskey a wry smile makes it's way across his face. Dean pushes back from the surface of the counter and jerks a thumb in the direction of that particular poison.]
Anything your heart desires. Go ahead, give it a gander and then get back to me with your selection.
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[Tess looks over to the wall where the alcohol is all lined up and raises a brow. That's dangerous, letting her go there to have her pick. She squints in its direction and takes a few steps forward.
It ain't hard to make out the Jack Daniel's label.]
I see you got Daniel's. You might have a hard time gettin' me to leave now.
[Just as a heads up.]
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[There's a shit eating grin on his face as he scoops up the JD and shuts the cabinet again. He ushers her back around to the side of the counter she should be on before he gets in trouble.]
First round's on the house. Everything after that you're gonna have to put in for.
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Fine by me. You do tabs around here?
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[They weren't running a charity, but he had a tab, and so did a few other people. They paid it as they went and they were reliable. Dean grabs a glass and pours some of the whiskey into it for her and then a little for himself in a glass that's still sitting on the counter from before when he was drinking earlier in the day. He sets her glass down in front of her and picks his up.]
Cheers.
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Cheers.
[And down it goes, burning her throat and feeling mighty good. This is the first time she's had a drink since being back in Boston, before everything had gone to shit. It tastes just the same as the stuff she'd poured herself in Joel's apartment that morning.]
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So any of these people here with you? The ones questionin' the influence you got on others.
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[To answer her question it just wasn't just one of them but all of them, depending on the moment. So he just leaves it at that.]
A good handful. Some of 'em closer than others. I'm not complaining. I could be flying solo. Familiar faces aren't a bad thing.
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[That's one way of putting it. He really wasn't sure how to explain. Sure, if he was on his own he wouldn't have to worry about how he made Sam and Cas feel or the repercussions to his choices but somehow he thinks it'd be worse without the throw back and the acknowledgment that he screwed up.]
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[ It looks like they're both lucky, then. She's got Joel here. ]
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[Vouching for the loners wasn't something he'd normally do but after being at odds with Sam for as long as he had been and dealing with the fall out there during the last real siege he's had a lot to think about and none of it was good.
Lately he was just trying to come to terms with the fact that he really blew it this time and try his best to put the pieces back together. It'd take some good old fashioned elbow grease but it was worth it if it meant keeping the family together.
None of this is something he's willing to admit is on his mind, he just keeps his beer level with his mouth and continues the conversation like nothing's bothering him.]
You mind if I ask what god house you got stuck in?
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What would it have been like for her if she'd arrived here after being killed and neither Joel or Ellie had been there to greet her? It's something she's thought of a lot.
For now she nods and lets her attention drift down to her glass, lingering there until he asks about the house she'd been put in. ]
Hel. And ability wise? I'm dealing with controlling shadows. Still sucking at it but practice makes perfect.
You?
action; i feel like he's asked her that before. what is consistency...
action; i feel like he has too but... :|a
action; crap. well there goes my consistency. rp time is wibbly wobbly.
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