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Eric was opening the club tonight, a move that kind of shocked the DJ when he arrived five minutes late.

After being assured Eric wouldn't eat him this time, the DJ promised to play whatever Eric wanted.

Turned out the DJ didn't have ancient Norse ballads.

The new DJ would be there tomorrow. Tonight you were subjected to the contents of Eric's iPod.

There were plenty of ancient Norse ballads on that.

Re: The Bar

Date: 2013-01-31 09:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ofthe-blood.livejournal.com
"Why are you being so cold?" Irina asked uncertainly. "I thought you had called me. I came because you dreamed of me."

Re: The Bar

Date: 2013-01-31 09:50 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] vaguely bemused)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"I was going for self-controlled," Jack admitted, and set down the glass to sweep her into a hug. "I never ever thought I'd see you again, you know."
Edited Date: 2013-01-31 09:50 pm (UTC)

Re: The Bar

Date: 2013-01-31 09:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ofthe-blood.livejournal.com
"I didn't expect it either," Irina told him as she wrapped her arms around his waist. "Sebastien missed you, I could tell, but when the war got to Russia I had to leave him and -- my life moved on."

She didn't sound upset; it had all been a very long time ago for her.
Edited Date: 2013-01-31 09:56 pm (UTC)

Re: The Bar

Date: 2013-01-31 09:59 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([b+w] leather)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"But we must have wanted it," Jack mused. "Or --"

He shrugged. He was done questioning what the island wanted for him; it was time for a topic change.

"How did your life move on?"

Re: The Bar

Date: 2013-01-31 10:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ofthe-blood.livejournal.com
"I joined the Russian army," Irina answered easily. (Jack realized as she spoke that somewhere along the line, her English had obtained more fluency than she ever had in life.) "They trained women to be snipers, and I did that. But" -- and here she scowled at her vodka -- "I died of tuberculosis. Stupid. You did not know?"

Re: The Bar

Date: 2013-01-31 10:11 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neg] arrogant)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
Jack shook his head. "I didn't look," he said. "I know everyone I knew before coming here is dead, but the details -- it does no good for me to have them in my head."

A sniper. He studied her. "You were brave."

Re: The Bar

Date: 2013-01-31 10:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ofthe-blood.livejournal.com
"I am. You are too," Irina nodded. "I am sad I only get to be here for a little bit."

Re: The Bar

Date: 2013-01-31 10:23 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] almost never this shy)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"Ashley said two days," Jack remembered, then added: "Ashley Williams, another visitor like you. She's my housemate's ... guest."

Off her look, he amended, "Not that kind of housemate."
Edited Date: 2013-01-31 10:23 pm (UTC)

Re: The Bar

Date: 2013-01-31 10:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ofthe-blood.livejournal.com
"I said nothing!" Irina protested, with a giggle. "You have an imagination. But I want to hear everything about your life here."

Re: The Bar

Date: 2013-01-31 10:25 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] dark shirt)
From: [personal profile] bitten_notshy
"And I want to tell you," Jack said. He ordered another vodka -- straight this time -- and settled in for a long getting-to-know-you-again session.

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