[visual | location: a Wilde bar] the streets of gold i've yet to find

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After February Jason needed several rounds of a good beer. Drinking on his own was fine, but not knowing where his own local bar was located, in his opinion, was just sad. It didn't take long for him to find what looked like a sports bar. Thankfully it looked much more like Merlotte's than Fangtasia.

When he sat down and ordered what was on draft the bartender slid across a full mug without asking for payment. Looking confused, Jason asked the extra how much his drink would cost him. After informing him that during the month of March, all alcohol was free in Taxon, the bartender left to bustle about his busy non-business.

Jason quickly pulled out his tablet, eager to be the bearer of good news. "Hey, I dunno who all is watchin' this but alcohol is free all month! I don't care what anyone else does, but I'm getting myself trashed right the fuck now. If you wanna make it a party and join in I am ok with that too."

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[eggplantgout.livejournal.com]

The idea of giant hamsters jerking off is absolutely terrifying. Jason chooses to reply about the party instead.

"Pretty much. Dunno if you'd call it a party yet, but there's people who aren't extras and fucktons of alcohol." Jason normally watches his mouth more than he normally would around his elders, but since Smecker broke the cursing barrier first Jason thought it was safe to run with it.

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[smecker.livejournal.com]

Safe, indeed; the barrier is likely to broken many more a time by this guy.

"Well, maybe I'll swing by, grab a case of vodka or something for those cold winter nights-- wait, the weather's fucked itself too, for those mild spring nights. What the shit ever."

The visual is moving; Paul's heading for his door.

"So, Jason. Georgia?" he asks. There was a time he prided himself on picking up accents; that skill may have faded lately.

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[eggplantgout.livejournal.com]

If people kept coming like this then maybe a party wasn't such of a longshot. Jason was starting to feel quite proud of himself.

"Oh yeah, good call. Don't wanna be going out every time you want something."

What was up with the weather anyway?

At Smecker's question Jason gave a good natured shrug. "Nah, Louisiana." He didn't really expect people to instantly pick up where he was from since his skill at picking up accents was minimal at best. "Though you know this guy Rick Grimes? He's from Georgia."

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[smecker.livejournal.com]

"Ah, Louisiana, sorry. Haven't spent enough time in the south." Actually, the few trips Paul had made had been more than enough for him, but, well, no need to offend someone who'd just told him about free alcohol.

"Yes, I have met Deputeeee Grimes, our latest addition to our charming zoo of people who used to have badges."

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[eggplantgout.livejournal.com]

"Used to?" Jason knew of all the talk of how the city had no crime, but he had also been to the cop meeting. Unless he was seeing things, there were plenty of police officers in that room.

"Guess I kinda thought the badge would still count for something. Being kidnapped by hamster aliens don't exactly make me feel safe."

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"Badge didn't come with, at least for me," Paul answers with a flippant smile. It fades after a second, and he shakes his head.

"Badges-- being a cop, being anything like that-- we get our authority from a bunch of people, a bunch of citizens, agreeing that some people should be the cops. We don't get it because we have guns or badges, that's secondary, at the core we only get it because the people we are protecting agree that they need protecting."

Paul looks tired on the screen, every bit of his forty-five years. "The only ones here talking about a need for the cops have... pretty much been the cops, don't know if you've noticed. The non-cops? Seem to be various stripes of they-sure-don't-fucking-need-cops, because they're either vampires or vampire killers or clones from the far future or I don't even know what, I've stopped trying to keep track."