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ptahrrific) wrote2009-05-28 09:11 am
ptahrrific) wrote2009-05-28 09:11 am
Fake News: Campaign Strategy
Title: Campaign Strategy
Series: TDS/TCR
Characters/Pairings: Jon, "Stephen", shoutout to Rahm
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: See the index.
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zelkovaserrata, who wanted more of the Senateverse, and prompted "flirting lessons."
Campaign Strategy
"I saw your new ads," said Stephen over pizza.
"Oh?"
"They're terrible."
Jon sighed. "Come on, Stephen, don't do this. You're endorsing my opponent. I know."
They were confined to the Hill for lunch these days — when Jon's schedule had a spare moment in the first place. Socialize with Stephen too much in public, and the media would start to speculate about what it meant for his campaign.
(Rahm Emanuel had dropped in unannounced on Jon's office once already, urging him not to talk to Stephen at all. Jon had talked him down, but barely.)
"I'm not talking about the positions, Jon. I already know you disagree with everything right-thinking Americans hold to be true. I'm talking about the style."
"I don't think the style is that important. It's the issues that matter."
"Of course it matters!" exclaimed Stephen. "Nobody's going to sit through the substance if you don't get their attention with a little charm first. America's a beautiful lady, Jon, and she deserves to be wooed."
"It's an election, not a seduction!"
"Elections are seductions," insisted Stephen. "You sidle up to the state, and tell her she looks lovely. Flirt a little. Ask her how she's doing. Pretend to listen. Then lean in closer."
He reached across the desk and clasped one of Jon's hands between his own, fixing Jon with a knowing smile: the kind that spoke of shared secrets, of sweet nothings whispered in the dark.
"Say how much you appreciate seeing her," he murmured, "how you feel a strange connection with her, and how, if she'll forgive you for being presumptuous, you think you might want to spend the next six years with her."
Jon was starting to feel strangely light.
"And then, Jon, only then do you hint that you have the kind of sack normally swung by a cartoon bandit on his way out of a bank."
Rolling his eyes, Jon retrieved his hand and shook it off, the spell broken.
"I think I'll stick with what my PR people recommend," he said. "But I appreciate the thought."
Series: TDS/TCR
Characters/Pairings: Jon, "Stephen", shoutout to Rahm
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: See the index.
For
zelkovaserrata, who wanted more of the Senateverse, and prompted "flirting lessons."Campaign Strategy
"I saw your new ads," said Stephen over pizza.
"Oh?"
"They're terrible."
Jon sighed. "Come on, Stephen, don't do this. You're endorsing my opponent. I know."
They were confined to the Hill for lunch these days — when Jon's schedule had a spare moment in the first place. Socialize with Stephen too much in public, and the media would start to speculate about what it meant for his campaign.
(Rahm Emanuel had dropped in unannounced on Jon's office once already, urging him not to talk to Stephen at all. Jon had talked him down, but barely.)
"I'm not talking about the positions, Jon. I already know you disagree with everything right-thinking Americans hold to be true. I'm talking about the style."
"I don't think the style is that important. It's the issues that matter."
"Of course it matters!" exclaimed Stephen. "Nobody's going to sit through the substance if you don't get their attention with a little charm first. America's a beautiful lady, Jon, and she deserves to be wooed."
"It's an election, not a seduction!"
"Elections are seductions," insisted Stephen. "You sidle up to the state, and tell her she looks lovely. Flirt a little. Ask her how she's doing. Pretend to listen. Then lean in closer."
He reached across the desk and clasped one of Jon's hands between his own, fixing Jon with a knowing smile: the kind that spoke of shared secrets, of sweet nothings whispered in the dark.
"Say how much you appreciate seeing her," he murmured, "how you feel a strange connection with her, and how, if she'll forgive you for being presumptuous, you think you might want to spend the next six years with her."
Jon was starting to feel strangely light.
"And then, Jon, only then do you hint that you have the kind of sack normally swung by a cartoon bandit on his way out of a bank."
Rolling his eyes, Jon retrieved his hand and shook it off, the spell broken.
"I think I'll stick with what my PR people recommend," he said. "But I appreciate the thought."
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That is all.
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In this universe I bet he is like the Capulet to their Romeo and Juliet, let me tell you .
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I love this 'verse SO HARD.
Anymore longish ones coming? (y'know, so I can get pathetically and ridiculously excited?)
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There will be longish ones in the future, though I don't have any in progress now. (Senator Colbert is going to Iraq; I'll write more about that after our!Stephen gets back safe and sound. *knock wood*)
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*owl eyes* I await so, so eagerly.
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