Take you to a gay bar

[captaininnuendo]

Characters: TU!Jackie Harkness [captaininnuendo], and anyone who agreed to go have fun with her
Time: Evening!
Setting: On the Downtown Club Strip
Summary: Jackie has decided that there needs to be some sort of celebration for the return of everyone's memories. Hence, she's secretly decided to take everyon to a gay bar. FREE MINGLING
Warnings: Possible drinking

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[captaininnuendo]

Blondes always did have more fun, and Jackie was almost jealous of Millay's little black number. No, scratch that, she was too busy admiring the body behind that little black number to care about the actual clothing. A grin as she slid beside her, Jackie had to introduce her to this girl.

"I definitely don't recall meeting you here! And I'd never forget a bottom like that one."

A laugh.

"What's your name?"

[captaininnuendo]

"Millay, huh?" She didn't mind that she was close-- that was the point, to be close. Of course, her understanding of personal space was rather skewed, but that had never stopped her before. She stood up a little prouder, resting a hand on her hip.

"Captain Jackie Harkness. And I'm really, really hoping you wouldn't turn down a dance."

[ad_perditionem]

Sam had never been to a gay bar before. It was just...not something that'd ever come up before in his life as somewhere he needed to visit. Dean was highly allergic to the notion of men kissing other men, so if there had ever been a hunt involving the supernatural being homophobic, the brothers Winchester had either not heard of it or skipped out on it.

For Sam, it was like walking into a new world---a world that made him very, very uncomfortable. If he had known that Jackie had plans to take him to a gay bar of all places, he would have very politely ran in the other direction as quickly as his long legs could carry him.

The bar was very bright, very loud. Height notwithstanding, Sam looked out of place: the bar-goers were a flashy prism of bright teeth and sweaty dancing bodies, and he was...in jeans and a black t-shirt, his only accessory a look of sheer panic.

The bartender---big guy, lots of piercings, blue hair---winked at him.

He could feel an anxiety attack coming on any second now.

[captaininnuendo]

Jackie laughed at Sam's reaction and pulled his face away from staring at the bartender, whispering into his ear, "Don't stare, he might come ask for a dance if you keep it up," with a hint of protectiveness before she let go of his face and turned towards the bar. "I'll get us some drinks."

She didn't even stop to ask him what drink he wanted, actually. She probably should have done that, she realized, as she got closer to the bartender. Hrm... What would someone like Sam like, with his simple tastes? Something good, dark, and European.

Well, maybe that was just her, even assuming there was a Europe in Template somewhere. Hrm.

Ah well.

"He's not interested, had a bad breakup, you know," she said as a start. "So, what's the best European beer you have here? Something dark'd be great, thanks."

[knowsacrifice]

As soon as Mikaela spotted Sam, she'd pounced. He was straight! And not going to hit on her! Score!

"Sam!" She cried out, showing up just as Jackie walked away. "Oh, Jesus, I'm so glad you're here!" The girl immediately plopped down next to him, looking just as panicked as he did. "Why the hell are we here?"

[ad_perditionem]

"I don't know," Sam hissed, trying to melt into the floor unnoticed. What was he doing here? Why was he here? Where was Dean and why hadn't he come to save him yet? This was definitely a little-brother-needs-saving-by-big-brother moment. Why weren't Dean's Sammy senses tingling? Did the bad techno and---and everything else gyrating around the bar---did that block Dean's Sammy Needs Help senses?

Sam didn't know if he could get out of there alone by his own. Where had Jackie gone? This was her fault, and goddammit she was not going to abandon him to the jackals like that.

[einspruch]

Klavier was no stranger to partying. Release parties, award ceremonies, and even just for the hell of it, he had been working his way around bars and clubs since probably around the time he hit puberty. He took one look around, and grinned. Not his usual type of club, but it would do. It didn't matter whom he was checked out by, as long as he was being looked at.

"Attention whore", indeed.

He chuckled, and sidled up to the bar. "What do we have here... how about a... why not. A Blonde Bimbo for me."

[[ooc; You can has good drinks site?]]

[captaininnuendo]

Jackie just so happened to be up there, waiting on her order when Klavier appeared beside her. Of course, she couldn't help but grin at him, and toss her hair, for the hell of it. It was a club, she was done up. That's what this place was for, wasn't it? Have a little fun, loosen up. Listenn to better dance music than most of the other clubs.

"You look right at home," Jackie commented easily, resting her chin on her palm. "It's about damn time someone loosened up enough to have some fun in this place."

Another glance around, to make sure Sam hadn't ran out the door just yet.

[einspruch]

"But of course." Klavier responded. "That's what clubs are supposed to be - fun. If you're not having fun, you're doing it wrong."

He looked her up and down, and smirked. "And may I say, you look spectacular in that outfit."

Tonight was going to be a good night, with any luck.

[faroffwhistle]

Fai had not given much thought to the specifics for the outing that had been suggested, and being unfamiliar with the downtown club strip, he supposed it it would just be best to just head to the area and see for himself. As far as he was concerned, any bar with a decent selection of alcohol was perfectly acceptable and he wasn't one to be picky. That in mind, anything else wasn't an issue and Fai had no objections to much.

So, once he arrived and realized just how unique this particular setting was... he immediately weaved through the crowd to take a seat at the bar and politely ordered a drink. He smiled a bit to himself in amusement as he looked around, already seeing some people looking noticeably awkward. That Captain certainly had a sense of humor.

As Fai took his drink, smiling in thanks to the bartender, he had a feeling it was going to be a long night.

[captaininnuendo]

She recognized Fai (she loved his hair. She could definitely spend a few hours running her hands through it) immediately as she approached the bar. It seemed too bad that he would immediately go to the bar, but then again, maybe he just wanted to 'loosen up' before hitting the dance floor? It'd certainly be appropriate for the occasion.

So, a charming smile, she had to ask, "And what sort of drinks do you like, Fai?"

She had a few that she considered favorites, but maybe he knew of something that she didn't. It was... Always a possibility. And how could she resist talking to one of the few people who hadn't reacted badly to the gay bar idea, huh?

[knowsacrifice]

Mikaela should have known something like this would happen. Her luck had never been extraordinary, so of course this would happen. Mikaela actually found herself sticking closer to Jackie when she realized what kind of bar they were going in to, and her stomach dropped when a rather scantily clad young woman grinned and snaked out a hand to slap her ass.

Oh, Mikaela hated life.

She'd always thought of herself as very open minded, but apparently that went out the window when she was actually the subject of same sex lust.