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[open] The Roadhouse's doors are always open...
Who: Jo Harvelle & you!
What: Some conversations are best had over a beer.
When: various times after dream event.
Where: The Roadhouse
Rating: PG-13?
[ The Roadhouse is most always open - it gives people somewhere to go, and Jo something to do. Some people come to find Jo, other's just come to find peace. Either way, it's good alcohol and an informal atmosphere to forget your troubles for a while...
Just watch out for Ash on the pool table. ]
ooc: had a few plans for Jo and some of her CR, figured I'd throw up an open log for anyone looking for a reason to head to a bar and chat it up with the local, non-native bartender! Feel free to leave OTA tags, or have your characters interact with their own CR with the Roadhouse used as a meeting place of sorts. Totally up to you.
What: Some conversations are best had over a beer.
When: various times after dream event.
Where: The Roadhouse
Rating: PG-13?
[ The Roadhouse is most always open - it gives people somewhere to go, and Jo something to do. Some people come to find Jo, other's just come to find peace. Either way, it's good alcohol and an informal atmosphere to forget your troubles for a while...
Just watch out for Ash on the pool table. ]
ooc: had a few plans for Jo and some of her CR, figured I'd throw up an open log for anyone looking for a reason to head to a bar and chat it up with the local, non-native bartender! Feel free to leave OTA tags, or have your characters interact with their own CR with the Roadhouse used as a meeting place of sorts. Totally up to you.
closed: jo & dean
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He takes a seat at the bar and drums his fingers while he waits for her. He figures she'll come with beers in tow if she knows what's good for her.]
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She's already talked to Sam - about how he wants to handle bringing Dean up to speed on everything - but she figures this has got to be a little overwhelming for him. Especially after her whole dream fiasco, right after getting to Asgard in the first place, and maybe she wants to help him hate everything just a little less. ]
Hey. [ Jo sets the bottles down on the counter, opening them up and handing one to him. ] How's it going?
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[He sounds pretty bitter but he swipes the beer off the counter and takes a pull from the mouth of it.]
At least this place has food and booze. Could be worse. That whole dream surfing shit was a helluva way to show up in the pagan pantheon.
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[ She just watches him for a minute before grabbing her own. ]
You talk to Sam?
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[It's sarcasm and the way he rolls his eyes and he takes another swig makes that obvious.]
Yeah, he's actin' like he's off his meds.
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Last curse, [ she starts, pointing one of her fingers up off her glass and pointing at him, trying to make it seem as casual as she can ] had the whole city covered in those candy heart things. If you stepped on one, it forced you to do all this crazy shit to the first person you saw. Kiss 'em, compliment 'em, punch 'em in the face... [ she shrugs. ] This place isn't a cake-walk, don't get me wrong, but it's not usually so R rated.
[ As for the Sam thing, she kind of drops her eyes from him. ]
Yeah, well. Apparently you two go through some crazy shit in the future.
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I don't buy that whole future crap, and Sam didn't wanna share the details. I can believe that it's 2013 here, sure. Especially with the bracelets, but back home? Sam just looks like he bench pressed a friggin' Chevy and got a little lazy with his personal upkeep.
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Can you do something about that? Sam's whole... [ She motions to the top of her head, making a face that's supposed to mean his hair cut. ] It's getting a little out of hand. More and more every time I see him.
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[Dean grimaces. He doesn't want to hear that he's so damn far behind everyone else when nobody was willing to do a damn thing about helping educate him.]
I could go at him with a pair of clippers but I'd probably wind up on my ass. The way it looks Sam's treatin' his hair like a precious commodity.
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[ But she's not really. Not when she knows he at least gets to see the rest of it. That's where her line ends, as far as she knows. ]
Either way, it's pretty bad. Maybe wait till he's sleeping?
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[Dean laughs into the bottle of his beer but it's not a real laugh, it's more annoyed than anything else.]
We're both more or less trained to snap awake at the first sound. We haven't been caught off guard yet.
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[ She's kidding, of course. But she shrugs all the same, because while she might have been able to help him out on the updating bit, she'd promised Sam. ]
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Yeah. That'd go over well.
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[ But he seems to be in a better mood, and that makes her smile a little easier. ]
You could use your powers too. What house did you end up in?
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[This is all lost on Dean. He has no clue what she's talking about and drowns out the uncertainty with another drink of beer.]
Freya. The bitch has me on a leash.
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[ Not like Jo did when she got here, but she's been here almost five months now so those are just details. ]
Freya's are... uh. Charm and energy transfer, right?
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[Dean takes another pull from the bottle of beer and then turns it around in his hands, picking at the label.]
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[ There's a moment when she just kind of watches him, gauging his reaction, before she stands up from where she was leaning on the bar and takes a drink from her bottle. ]
It's not that bad, you know. [ A pause, and then she's shrugging a little. ] I mean, it's no home. And it's pretty shitty half the time, but it's not bad. Or I guess 'it could be worse' works better.
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[And the story of his life. Things could always, always be worse. Hell, he was lucky to have Sam, Jo, and Ash around for company. He could be stuck here solo.]
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Maybe you're right.
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Something else bothering you?
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[He punctuates that with the last sip of his beer and the backward roll of his shoulders so he can straighten his back on the bar stool. Changing the topic might be good because he wasn't about to share his feelings on anything. She should know better.]
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Nothing you have questions about, maybe? [ She's looking for something, she really is. ] About the city, or your new welcome party, or the fact that we're kind of friends with King Arthur and Merlin...
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don't tell him anything but hellhounds bc my thread in the council thread mentions it. :x fluidity
okies c:
ty bb.
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