| Unrock the Vote |
| Summary: | Jack Flag forgot to vote, is distraught, seeks immediate attention from Stargirl |
| Date: | (2014-11-05) |
| Related: | NA |
| NPCs: | None |
| Scene Runner: | NA |
| Social/Plot: | Social |
| Players: |
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Jack woke up with a start on November 5th, sent a text to Courtney, "We need to talk, ASAP!" A follow up at some point gave a location mutual to both. Maybe where coffee or tea or bagels or some treat could be had. Some of the details lost so much as the necessity for him to meet with her. As soon as she was spotted, all pretense of ordering, lines to order, or getting a table even gone, he went up to her, slightly started. "I didn't do it, I totally didn't do it." A light worry on his face, or at least, his eyes wide.
Being woken to such an urgent message isn't unusual, she's a girl, she has friends that are girls, and they tend to freak out over stupid stuff. The fact that it came from Jack, well that was strange. Arriving at the designated spot Courtney pretty much looks like she rolled out of bed, and because of her age, it doesn't look bad on her. Despite the cooling weather she is still dressing for summer. "Of course you didn't." she stifles a yawn "What is it you haven't done?
Jack, inversely, is dressed for fall at least. Putting a palm to his forehead, "I totally forgot to vote, I wasted it, my day." The hand comes off his head and into a pocket of the hoodie he decided to wear. Then he looks at the floor, "I went on-line, was checking out a new game, then next thing I know, its 10:30 at night and I didn't vote." Devestating news for a firm believer in democracy.
Courtney orders a coffee and a bagel as she listens to what Jack didn't do. For a moment it makes no sense to her "Voting?" her brain just isn't quite there yet "That was yesterday?" apparently she isn't keeping track of that sort of thing.
"Yes, yes," insists Jack, like its the most important thing in the world. "I completely spaced it off, it was yesterday … you know, first Tuesday of november after the 1st Monday. I wasn't even thinking November yet." Sighing, looking up to order a coffee and a bearclaw if they have them, he lazily hands over money, trusting the clerk not to short change him. "Its Ming, he's ruined it for me." Distracted his brain.
Taking her coffee she adds a bit of sugar to it and then grabs her bagel all doctored up with cream cheese, avocado and tomato "One more reason to add to the stick it ti Ming list." Courtney is a good friend, she will play along with the blaming Ming thing "I would have figured you would do the absentee ballot thing though, considering how much time you spend in space. That's how I vote since I am still registered in Nebraska.
Moving along with Courtney, Jack nods. "I should do that, but I changed residency to Metropolis." Along with a change in name, as Jack Harrison is still on the federal lists as far as he knows, making it hard to register to vote as an escaped felon most likely. He's probably the sort to get a fake id with a mustache on it to look older, not that he needs to. The felon thing is probably cleared up too with some of Vance's government connnections and all, but he's not risking it either. "But really, Nebraska has absentee ballots? Its not townhall style ayes and neighs to vote?" He's joking with that.
Moving along with Courtney, Jack nods. "I should do that, but I changed residency to Metropolis." Along with a change in name, as Jack Harrison is still on the federal lists as far as he knows, making it hard to register to vote as an escaped felon most likely. He's probably the sort to get a fake id with a mustache on it to look older, not that he needs to. The felon thing is probably cleared up too with some of Vance's government connnections and all, but he's not risking it either. "But really, Nebraska has absentee ballots? Its not townhall style ayes and neighs to vote?" He's joking with that.
Courtney sits at a table near the window, as she takes a sip of her hot beverage "I've thought about it, but didn't bother when I was in college. And since I don't have a legitimate job why bother, I have no income to pay taxes on so I don't have to worry about that." and other reasons "How did you know what the boxes said on the ballot. Were you peeking?" she can joke about that as well "Well just think of it this way, at least it wasn't a presidential election,
"Indeed, I have done my share of peeking," grins Jack, taking a drink of his coffee/milk hybrid sort of drink. "That's a good point, wasn't a presidential election at least. Actually good thing I didn't vote, I'd hate for my people to get in now and do something silly to ruin the chances of my candidate in a couple years here." Looking out the window, he's grinning a little, "I know there was a reason I dialed your numbers in first."
"And here I though it was an alphabet order thing." by first name obviously, or else Vance would probably be sitting here making fun of him for it. "There is still a chance for that happening. Nothing surprises me anymore when it comes to politics.
"Ya, no, I went for ICE - and hit the ICY contact instead," grins Jack about it being an alphabet thing. "I figure, the more I pay attention to politics, the more I realize its only a surprise cause we didn't expect it but I think its always like this, every year, just the surprising over time or something." Jack could only imagine how much public outrage there was when Lincoln chose adversaries for his cabinet even.
Courtney's brow furrow in confusion "Icy? In Case of…. what's the Y?" she knows what ICE stands for, and she assumes that it is Vance or his mother…if she is still around and stuff "Or is that just to say I'm cool?" she hopes it doesn't mean cold as…
Chucklying a little, "ICY - like how you spell icy, cause you're so cold to me. But if you like to think its cause your cool, that works too." Then he shakes his head, grabbing his bear claw, "Nah, you're cool even when your icy, so it all works out. I might actually add that as a contact now …" Taking a bite, his other hand reaches to grab his phone even.
Chucklying a little, "ICY - like how you spell icy, cause you're so cold to me. But if you like to think its cause your cool, that works too." Then he shakes his head, grabbing his bear claw, "Nah, you're cool even when your icy, so it all works out. I might actually add that as a contact now …" Taking a bite, his other hand reaches to grab his phone even.
Courtney wonders if she should be offended by that "Cold? I don't act cold to you…Vance maybe." she will admit that one "But no one else." that she can recall at least, or no one that didn't deserve it "Where do we stand on the Ming thing anyway?
"No, I'm joking, I called you first cause you're awesome Courtney," returns Jack, thinking it best not to tease anymore in favor of some honesty. "Vance, ya, he's a cold hearted snack," not so much, but he shrugs. "Not sure, I met the real Batman, he's not a legend, he said something about Justice League planning to visit the planet. As for us, I mean, if we had fire power, I'd vote for taking on Ming ourselves, or helping the folks we've met that are willing to fight at least."
"What, Batman? Really?" she seems a bit surprised by that "When was this? And why wasn't I invited?!" that last question wasn't all that serious, "As long as Ming is defeated I don't care who does, us them or a bunch of circus clowns…as long as it gets done.
Chuckling at that, Jack nods, "I vote circus clowns." If only but he shrugs then, "It was a month ago, I told Vance, he didn't beleive me, said it was a legend, Batman. Like I didn't see him with my own eyes. Heck we fought a monster or something together even, over in Gotham."
"Ming will have finally met his match for evil at least." if the clowns were sent it at least "Just because he is a legend doesn't make him any less real. It's not like he is Big Foot or the Loch Ness Monster or something."
"Exactly, I mean a guy helping me fight some zombie guy wearing a black hood and cape calling himself Batman, I'm not going to argue it too much," says Jack with a grin, then a pause to that grin, "Wait, what if Big Foot is real though - like a city of them I bet. Heck, in a few years, they'll have a UN representative and Embassy in NYC." Which seems to be a growing trend in the past year or so.
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