Dean was taking a breather from wondering through the unending labyrinth. He needed a minute to collect himself and to think, since a massive headache was starting to wear him down. They still had a great deal left to travel and from where he stood, overlooking a section of the maze, they where no closer than before at getting to the castle.

The ( Read more... )

Die in a fire.

- Dean

PS: You fucker, I know you'll read this. So start talking.

I has a mood theme!

>.>
<.<

....Back in character now.

There is seriously not enough of it for what I just saw.

Christ and there is glitter everywhere too.

I don't usually complain when I wake up in a strange place with a completely hot girl next to me. Means something awesome happened.

But not when said girl is Buffy Summers.

And we were suppose to be in a brewery fighting a leprechaun. Caught in a double cross, set up for a trap......

Trickster Gabriel is behind this fucked up mess.

I'm forgetting ( Read more... )

I've died and gone to hotel Heaven.

Sammy, when you're done messing around with Dawn, you gotta come check out our room.

Didn't know you could sleep in a room like this. Finally, decor the isn't painful to look at.

And you know what is even more awesome?

This place is so high class it's got plenty of hot water.

Hot. Water.

No more short, tepid showers ( Read more... )

1. Check on Sammy
2. Check on Cas
3. See how everyone else is doing.
4. Try not to kill Faith.
5. Eat real food.
6. Check on my car
7. Arm the hotel room
7a. Ward the hotel room
8. Take a shower
8a. Use all the hot water.
9. Try not to kill Faith
10. Sleep? Nap? Something that does not require being vertical.
11. Go hunt a tap dancing little ginger Irish man ( Read more... )

To: rcrane@phoenixfoundation.com ( Read more... )

Anything that can go wrong, will go wrong.

Freaking fantastic.

This is where we stand: Sam, Willow and myself are breaking and entering a warehouse that we have been told by the archangel of death that Cas is hiding in ( Read more... )

Not that I was trying to impress anyone, but I would have liked to have met our incoming assistance in a clean suit. I won't put my suit jacket over my shirt, only because it could end up rubbing in all the dust, the grease, and cob webs I'm still picking off the damn thing. Oh yeah, Sam is totally paying for laundry this time. And the dry cleaning ( Read more... )