79th Hunt [Voice | Action]

[dude_imbatman]

[Voice]

Mo--Mary Winchester went back home.

[It's said in that flat, all business, deep voice Dean has. He clicks the device off immediately afterwards. He doesn't want to talk about Mary being gone and right now, he doesn't even want to be in the Impala. It's too close to her. Instead he's going to take his gun, tuck it in his jeans and go '

Comments

[fortunes_arc]

[She's decided to take a different route around the City on her walk today, not knowing why the various people she's passing are so affectionate with each other today.]

[She also doesn't recognize the dour-looking man she's about to walk passed either.]

[dude_imbatman]

[His shoulder brushes hers and he stops, grabbing her wrist and pulling her around into a deep kiss.]

[1/2]

[fortunes_arc]

[....!?!?!?]

[2/2]

[fortunes_arc]

[- And she violently jerks backwards, staring and blinking blindly-]

[-and throwing a punch that lands with a satisfying crack on his face.]

[Action]

[badhairlifetime]

[Why do patrols on curse days always suck? She's also patrolling the City, except she's actually doing it, instead of faking. She's mildly surprised when she runs, not literally, into Dean. She nods.] Sir.

[Action] GAH sorry so late. I just saw this

[dude_imbatman]

[In response to her 'sir', Dean puts a hand at her hip and pulls her in for a kiss. There's a bunch of mistletoe right over their head.]

[badhairlifetime]

[Oh, shit, not again. She kisses back, arm going around his shoulder.]

[dude_imbatman]

small>[He slides his hand to the side of her neck, his thumb resting against her jaw as he pulls her in for a deeper kiss.]