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[tornadoinheels]

It’s been a rather quiet day in Chicago. Nothing too eventful, which could either be a blessing or a curse, depending on your point of view, but regardless-the day is quiet. And even with the quietness, there are people out and about, going about their daily routine with an odd short of shared obliviousness of anything that could possibly go

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[idontgethurt]

Damon is definitely at the No Name. He is most nights, because he finds he is very good at convincing business to boom without use of compulsion. Damon knows how to encourage a good time, and the place is pumping due to his influence tonight, pulled some girls on to the dance floor, got them grinding, and then left them to the men that remain out there.

Bela would find him at the back of the club though in what is now his office.

He is not really doing work at the moment. In fact, a small group of sorority girls are stepping out of the office and back to the dance floor after showing them how very good they all were at playing pool. Yes, the office has a very nice pool table in it. It was Josef's. Damon hasn't really changed much about it

[enjoythe_ride]

Bela never really knows what to expect out of Damon whenever she goes to see him, but she certainly has a very distinct impression of him, and he never seems to prove her wrong. This particular time is no exception, and she watches the sorority girls come out of his office with an amused glance.

"I wanted to see if you had any work for me," she replies, as she makes her way inside. "Now I'm starting to think I'm interrupting."

[idontgethurt]

Damon smirks in her direction as he walks over to the desk, picking up the bottle again and extending it toward her with raised eyebrows. It's his way of asking if she wants any.

"Just a typical evening at the club," he says as he looks at her. "For you, it's no interruption."

So charming, his presence, didn't he just mention that? "I might have something."

[enjoythe_ride]

She nods at the bottle, moving to the nearby chair and taking a seat. She's always good for a drink, and Damon usually has the best booze in the city. It meets her standards, at least.

"Something to find or something to investigate?"

[shellbreaking]

In the morning when Sara is jogging, Mark is up in a tree. This happens to him more times than he can actually count. It might seem strange... Okay, it is strange, and he tends to have different reasons for being up there each time too.

This time he's trying to reach a kitten that's stuck up in the tree. This time he hits a wrong branch and ends up falling with a loud yelp that resounds through the park to the grass. Mark groans, staring up at that stupid kitten who is looking down at him like he's dumb.

"Ouch," he says from the ground. "This... this is what pain feels like."

...as if he isn't injured all the time from drunken escapades, etc.

[tornadoinheels]

Sara comes up on this particular tree just in time to see Mark's fall from grace. It isn't pretty, but given that she actually likes the guy, he merits a bit of a wince. She slows a bit, before adjusting her course to go help him up.

"I give that one a ten," she smirks as she extends a hand to him.

[shellbreaking]

Mark looks up at her from his position on the floor, and he smiles a bit.

"Uh, thanks. Somehow that was made worse by the fact that someone saw it," he says as he reaches for her hand and gets to his feet again. Mark wipes off his jeans of the grass on them, smirking just a tiny bit. "...there's a kitten. I wasn't just climbing trees... for no reason..."

He points upward.

[tornadoinheels]

Sara waits until he's on his feet, before looking up and seeing the kitten stuck in the tree. If it were anyone but Mark, it probably would have surprised her. But given that it was Mark -- yeah, not so much.

She also hasn't climbed a tree since she was twelve, but she knows that it's usually better to have a spotter.

"How'd it get up there?"

[descendent]

Elena Gilbert is no stranger to Grant Park.

She is, however, a stranger to seeing an elephant this up close and personal. Her foot is caught in some wire, or she'd be trying to get away from it the way the rest of the people are. But this is Elena Gilbert, it's not as simple as just getting up and leaving for her.

There always has to be something, either because the narration is mean or because the writers of the television show she stars in are mean.

Either way, there is never simple.

[isaywe_party]

Buffy doesn't understand why people freak out at the idea of an elephant in the park. So long as you don't spook them, they're pretty gentle creatures. Giant creatures, but gentle nonetheless.

Buffy also knows Elena, however, and likes Elena, so here she wants to help more than she wants to hurt. But that does involve her ambling over and trying to figure out how to use her trunk.

This could take a minute, but eventually her trunk starts to wrap around Elena's waist to pull her up.

[descendent]

Elena lets out a whoa as the elephant pulls her up by the waist, her breath quickening. Her foot comes loose and the wire is left behind. The elephant is actually helping her, and Elena realizes this, but that doesn't take away the trepidation at the fact she is being pulled up by an elephant's trunk.

Her life in Chicago. What is it even?

Swallowing thickly, she turns over to the elephant, already wondering if it's a shapeshifter. "...Thanks."

[isaywe_party]

Lifting someone with your trunk is not as easy as it looks in the movies, especially when you're not used to it. As soon as Elena's clear of the wire, Buffy puts her back down again, but hey -- there's something to work on.

At the thank you, the trunk comes up again, and pats Elena gently on the head -- the elephant version of 'you're welcome.'

[magicandpudding]

Luna Lovegood isn't a sexy blonde in a bikini. She is blonde though and willing to help out others, though. That counts, right?

"Hello, Shawn," she says dreamily with a wave.

She's returning to Kashtta when she spots Shawn. She stares at the car for a long time, blinking owlishly and head tilted to the side. She's never seen anything like it. Even normal kind of cars are lost on her. But this is a peculiar looking thing. That's not to say it's a bad thing, though.

"What a strange looking thing," she says with a smile. "Would you like a hand cleaning it?"

[pwnspatrickjane]

"Hey, Luna," he says with a grin, still scrubbing the side of the car as he spoke. "I would love a hand."

He pats the side of the car before moving over to his bucket and hose. "Just grab a sponge and rub her down. I just need to get some of the excess dirt off."

Note that he doesn't explain what she is. He just let's her know that she's a she. But that's what happens when you drive a wiener mobile.

[magicandpudding]

Luna is happy to help, but as he motions for her to grab a sponge to help - she blinks and tilts her head to the side. She fishes her wand from her jeans pockets and shows him it.

"Oh, I can help better than that!" she says excitedly, waving her wand gently. "With magic!"

She promises that it will not harm the Weiner mobile in the slightest. She's very good at magic.

[pwnspatrickjane]

Shawn startles a bit at that, his head tipping to the side. "With magic? Doesn't that break some kind of magical personal gain rule?"

It's magic. There's usually always a personal gain rule.

[imwotchingyou]

Sometime during the day, Tonks catches Shawn washing his Weiner Mobile. There's something off about her. She's a little less colorful, a little less vibrant and a little less clumsy.

"What are you doing, Shawn?" Her tone is flat. "You'll catch your death of a cold out here doing that." She adds, helpfully.

[pwnspatrickjane]

"Apparently, professional car washers don't like to wash wiener mobiles," he sighs as he turns to face her a little more. "Which means I have to do it by myself and reap the consequences."

Meaning when he gets a cold in a few days, he expects everyone else to take care of him.

"What brings you out this way?"

[imwotchingyou]

"Couldn't it have waited for warmer temperatures?" She knows little about car maintenance, little meaning she knows nothing at all. However, Tonks does know that chilly temperatures and water are a bad combination.

At his question, Tonks looks away before lowering her head. "I was just out... I was hoping to find someone."

[pwnspatrickjane]

"Sometimes you just have to suck it up and get cold," he replies with a shrug, before lowering the hose. Right now, cleaning the car could wait. He's more worried about his friend.

"A friend of yours went missing?"