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Jack Priest ([personal profile] bitten_notshy) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2016-01-25 04:04 pm

Devil's Nest, Monday, 01/25

Jack had the club to himself today. The DJ and Tiny had both called in due to the snow, and pointing out they lived on a tiny island that had escaped the worst of the storm hadn't convinced either of them to brave the sidewalks.

Jack cursed them both out -- which had sadly lost its effect over the years -- and went to work rather sulkily. He put on a Sinatra CD and organized the bar's stock. Not that there was much of it to organize. A few deliveries seemed to have gone missing.

The sign outside read, ALL WE HAVE IS FROZEN MARGARITAS AND ICED TEA VODKA. WE'RE SORRY. COME IN ANYHOW?

[OOC: Open club/post.]

[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com 2016-01-26 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Okay, Navaan really, really hated the cold. But she really, really loved alcohol. So her dilemma was understandable, right?

Said dilemma wasn't stopping her from coming into the club. Especially not when she recognized the bartender. "Jack!" she called, giving him a toothy grin. He was one of the few people whose names she could be bothered to remember. "Hiiiiiiiiiiiii."

[The SP will be ridiculous, omg]
Edited 2016-01-26 01:06 (UTC)

[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com 2016-01-26 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
"Why would I want to visit Tiny?" Navaan asked, curling her lip. Because even she had standards, low as they were.

[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com 2016-01-26 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd have to be really drunk," Navaan decided. "Or trapped on an otherwise deserted island with both my hands broken and no thick branches."

[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com 2016-01-26 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
Jack, you were grossly over-estimating Navaan's forethought.

"Well..." she said, thinking about it. "Not if it was really well-polished first."

Which she would make Tiny do just so she had an alternative to him.

[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com 2016-01-26 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I dunno..." Navaan said slowly, giving him what would be a coquettish smile if it wasn't so damn blatant. "It's been long enough since I had fun with anybody else I'm worried I forgot how."

This was 'flirting.' Because she hadn't come right out and announced they should have sex again.

[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com 2016-01-26 07:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, if I remember correctly, you were really good at it," Navaan said, never one to stint on praise of a good lay. "And when was the last time you had a check up anyway? You need a doctor to look you over."

[identity profile] doesdoctorstuff.livejournal.com 2016-01-28 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
She was absolutely a physician! She had a doctor bag and everything! What more did she need?!

Although before they got back to the flirting and the innuendos and the all-but inevitable decision to get out of here, there was one very important thing that Navaan needed to make sure of. "You have another physician?" she demanded. "They're not planning on coming to set up shop here on the island are they? Are they part of a--a hospital?!"

Other doctors were NOT to be trusted. That was practically written into the unwritten doctor laws!