[RP for Dean] Stop hunting my Demon!

Mar 29, 2008 01:42

It had been an adjustment leaving her sisters behind, but it wasn't like she couldn't just orb herself to them in a second, or them to her either. The Power of Three was still a strong force, but with the way everything else was in the world? It just made sense that they finally could stretch out beyond the small confines of that house. Plus Paige ( Read more... )

[muse] paige matthews, [location] costa verde, [muse] dean winchester

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fullonobiwan March 29 2008, 07:13:45 UTC
This was clearly the last time Dean went on a hunt while Sam was macking on blonde chicks.

Oh shit? Did Hell just actually freeze over? Oh, no, that was just his imagination. But seriously, this solo kick was cramping his style. And since when did Sam get the chicks and Dean be the innocent bystander. No, scratch that. Since when was Dean innocent ever? Okay, so maybe that was why Dean was bleeding profusely from the neck and kinda wishing he had some geek fu back up for this 'easy job' he'd found.

'In and out, Sammy boy, I'll be back before you round first'.

Yeah, he was eating his words now. But hey, blaze of glory? Coming atcha. Pressing one hand firmly to the side of his neck (Going for the jugular had a new connotation. The neck, not just for vampires anymore!), he shifted his grip on his shotgun and let it fall just hard enough in his loose hand to cock it before bringing it back up to bear.

"Come on, bitch! Want another taste?" He was hoping for no, but he was damn tasty. When the friggin' thing started creeping closer, ( ... )

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mysweatershrunk March 29 2008, 07:27:33 UTC
He was loud too, and that wasn't really good for sneaking up on Demons. They tended to have all of the damn underworld listening most times. Rolling her eyes she watched from the sidelines because clearly whoever thought they were doing the world a favor was intending on making some huge show of it all ( ... )

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fullonobiwan March 29 2008, 07:55:12 UTC
Well crap! Huh. That wasn't something Dean heard everyday. Especially from a pretty female voice whilst hunting demons. And that was not Jo's voice. Again, huh.

And oh look. There was the source of said pretty voice next to the dumpster. Real good place to be, pretty voice. And whatever she had done? (Because she was a chick and chicks can't keep their noses out of anything, so she had to have done something.) Didn't do a thing.

Dean was pretty sure mace didn't work on demons.

Though? He'd have to run tests. Maybe Ruby would help. Bitch.

Dropping the shotgun with a loud clatter, he pulled the Colt out of his jeans. He would have held both, but the whole gaping wound impeded his two handed progress and left him with his weak left hand and a kind of woozy feeling at the tips of his toes ( ... )

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mysweatershrunk March 30 2008, 06:13:03 UTC
Even though she wanted to orb her ass out of there in a hurry that whole 'Help Innocents' thing was sort of her deal, and she knew she couldn't just leave the guy with the pissed off sort of wet bleeding demon. Which was sort of only her fault for the wet part of it. He was the one that shot him in the face ( ... )

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