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Current Urgh life keeps getting in the way and making me exhausted. 😅.
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1 yr ago
I'm sort of back to RP. I hate unintentionally ghosting you people, so please bear with!
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1 yr ago
Apologies to anyone I'm slow replying to RP's with lately. September was extremely busy for me and I'm back in therapy. So I burn out quickly mentally
1 yr ago
That moment when you wanna write but you're on a train and the free wifi is absolute dogpoop, so cant access most things including downloading a Word app
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Happy birthday John Constantine 🎉😅

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30something who loves to rp to pass the time and meet new people! When the world is right, I'm a character entertainer for a party business and do fan films. Utter geek who loves gaming and reading and rather addicted to the art therapy colouring books haha!

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Mika knew in her gut and heart that this guy was definitely in the know about something and she didn't like the idea of just letting him walk off, but they needed to think about their next moves thoroughly, even if they didn't have the time to do so.

"he's definitely terrified of something." she agreed as she too saw that no one around seemed in the slightest bit bothered that one of their townspeople was being interviewed on the street by two FBI agents. This whole town was putting her on edge from how peaceful it was. She wasn't used to such a peaceful looking town, and to her it was borderline stepford in her opinion.

"let's follow him, we can go in the car?" she suggested, "or you go on foot and I'll find you in the car. We can't exactly drag an unconscious body through the street to the car" she said to him. She could see this Travers guy was still in eye shot so they hadn't quite lost their chance to follow him if they were quick enough.

It was then she heard her phone start ringing in her pocket, pulling it out of her jacket pocket she answered it, "agent Jett" she answered, "oh hi, yes...oh really? Interesting, no, no that's all, thank you for the information." she answered to the voice down the phone before hanging up and looking right at Dean.

"that hair? Bear. We're going after this guy" she told him.
Mika would have been lying if she ever said that she didn't revel in the fact she could impress Dean. She liked showing how well Bobby trained her, even if Bobby started it at the time with reluctance. She was unfortunately used to not being taken seriously as a hunter not just because of her age, but because of her gender, so if she could impress Dean of all people she knew she was doing a very competent job.

She saw from over the guy's shoulder that Dean was jogging over to her after putting the food in the car and felt better for having him back beside her, even if she was on the whole quite independent. She let Dean show his own ID to show he was with her as she tried to get Mr.Travers to talk, which she wasn't getting too far with so when Dean spoke up, she was thankful.

"it's nothing..." Mr.Travers replied, his eyes darting here, there and everywhere except for at Dean and Mika. It was almost like he was looking around to see if anyone else was watching him. He sighed at Dean's insistance on telling them what he told the officer. "we were just discussing private matters Agent" he replied, lying through his teeth.

Mika Rose an eyebrow at the man, seeing him lying to them. "I should remind you Mr.Travers that lying to the FBI is a serious matter and we can hold you for withholding information to a serious case." she said.

"I'm not lying to you Agent Jett, I don't know anything about these recent murders, only what was in the papers. That it seemed they were mauled by a bear", him putting emphasis on her rank and fake name, as if he didn't fully believe her to be an Agent at all.

"the papers never stated what kind of animal if any, did the killings" Mika pointed out, making the man panic, "I guess it's word of mouth or something.." he tried to cover himself. "now if you don't have any other questions I have work to get to" Mr Travers said, abruptly walking away from them.

"oh he's suspicious alright, no way he doesn't know anything" she said to Dean, placing her hands on her hips as she watched the man walk away.
Chas after saying what he did, was starting to think maybe he shouldn't have said anything to such a young girl, but Trish surprised him by taking it so well. "yeah, kids are his weakness. Though you didn't hear that from me. You must keep what I've told you a secret and not let him know I said anything. He's a very closed off person unless he genuinely cares about someone." he explained, deciding to leave out the real horrific end of John's self inflicted justice toward his father. A child as young as Trish did not need to know that John set the house on fire with his father in it and burned the guy alive, sending him to Hell.

As John spoke to her again, she looked across at him and wondered where this was coming from. However she just walked up to him and slid her arms round his waist, "John, I will never let other's comments about you away my opinion of you. I've made my own opinion of you for what I've seen of you and that won't change. You've been nothing but amazing to me and I know it was as special to you as it was for me. I could feel it in our bond." she started explaining, pecking his lips. "you've given me a new burst of wanting to live and dare I say it...love. Nothing anyone could tell me will stop me from wanting to be with you. I want you John. I want to be with you. And it seems the universe does too if this bond and such is anything to go by" she explained.

"and that came out way longer than I anticipated" she softly chuckled.
MIKA CHAMBERS

Dean's matching groan to being awake as herself made her smile sleepily as he pulled her into him so she couldn't steal the duvet for too long. Him pulling the duvet over the both of them after kissing her neck made her chuckle as she cuddled into him. "you know one of them will come and drag us out of bed at some point" she replied to him, always finding it amusing that neither ever liked mornings, especially when they were at home. Their bed was so much better than any grubby motel bed they could ever use and yet she always liked those motel nights as it meant when she did come home for a bit, this bed was appreciated so much more.

"But this is something I don't think I'll ever take for granted these kinds of morning again" she told him, referring to waking with him. After he went to Hell her bed felt like a physical piece bit of torture for the first two months and a lot of mornings she would have been found by either Bobby, Sam or Natalia sleeping in her corner chair or on a blanket pile on the floor under the window because she refused to sleep in the bed that gave her so many loving memories of herself and Dean. It took her many attempts before she felt she could sleep in the bed again, clutching his pillow for dear life like it was the only thing left of his that she ever had.

Now she didn't need to have that pained night ever again as he was back in her life, even if she thought last night that she was about to lose him all over again. Mentally shaking her thoughts from her head, she nuzzled into him again before tilting her head upwards so she could look at him, seeing the state of his face. Lifting her hand up, she stroked gently and carefully his beaten up side of his face before reaching her head up and pecking his lips. "I'm sorry for punching you...I really did a number on your face huh?" she remarked, finally apologising to him.

SAM AND NATALIA WINCHESTER

Sam smiled and properly opened his eyes as Annabeth replied to him, letting him know she was indeed awake as she turned over and pressed her back against him some more. "Did you sleep alright?" he asked her, brushing his fingers through her hair and down her back softly as he could hear Natalia walking around upstairs. He even glanced behind him to see he left the vault door slightly ajar so they could leave the vault this morning, which also brought on the realisation that even though she had a moment to escape when he was alseep, she didn't.

"Think I hear Nat upstairs, so I guess at least one of them is awake" he chuckled, looking back down at her. "Reckon you'll be alright to go upstairs today and get some breakfast?" he asked her.

Natalia was walking around the kitchen, trying to see what Bobby had in to make everyone breakfast and saw it was the usual things making her shaking her head smiling to herself. She was also feeling impatient at the coffee brewing, so she decided to do what she could whilst she waited, she walked to the stairs to the basement and called down, "If you two are awake, I got the coffee brewing!" before going to the stairs that went upstairs and walked up them, skipping every other step before reaching Mika's bedroom door and rapped on it in a melodic fashion.

"Coffee is being brewed if you two are awake and I'm about to make breakfast, so if you don't wanna poisoned from my cooking get your asses up!" she teased, walking to the stairs and going back downstairs. She decided she would leave Bobby alone, figuring he deserved a good rest. If it came to it, she would bring him in a coffee.
Mika didn't want to take their food to go but she knew just as well as he did that if they didn't move now, then it was going to be too late and they would lose their only possible leads, especially as they didn't know who this guy was, just that he was acting suspicious and antsy as hell. She listened to his reply as she pulled out her wallet and put the money for their meals and drinks on the table, along with a tip for the waitress.

"Me neither, if it's one of us or a random person off the street, I'd rather take one of us being the bait. Going for an utter outsider from town would surely be more appealing to this skinwalker." she started replying to him, "I also agree that the dude in the suit might be easier to get through to than some guy in a uniform" she added, also assuming that she might have to take the lead once again on this, and just as she was hoping she could change her footwear. Luckily for her, Dean was perfect for the lurking behind her and looking intimidating enough if things started to close up.

"Got it, luckily for us the car is right near him, so if you need to you can put the food boxes in the car whilst i approach this guy" she replied to him with a smile as she scooted across the booth table seat and stood up, adjusting her suit incase it got crumpled from sitting down. She pulled out her car keys and when Dean had stood up, she placed them inside his suit jacket pocket for him as he was holding the food boxes.

Exiting the diner, she headed to the edge of the sidewalk, looking both ways before crossing the road safely but urgently as she saw the officer go inside the station, and the suited guy, their target begin to walk away. "I hate jogging in heels" she grumbled to herself and Dean, as she gave him the shoulder pat to let him know she was going on ahead and over to this guy. She picked up the pace and managed to get away with just jogging in her stiletto heels with ease, reaching the guy in question. "Excuse me sir? Do you have a moment to chat? I'm Agent Jett, FBI" She introduced herself, stopping in front of him.

"Uh, what can I do for you.... Agent?" He asked, looking at her questionably not sure if he could believe she really was an FBI agent. Mika pulled out her badge and showed him, to which he took from her and scrutinized even more than the coroner did before then handed it back to her. The man in question was tall, mousey blonde scriffy hair that had obviously tried to be tamed in some manner. His suit now she was up close to him, seemed relatively well fitted but not perfect which told her it was a generic suit from a store and not one that was custom to his measurements. He looked suspicious of his surroundings, anxiety ridden as his hands seemed to be fidgeting in his prants pockets.

"We're here because of the recent killings that have been unsolved. The ones that have their throats slashed opened roughly. My department have been called in to close this case as your local police team seem completely incapable of catching this person" she spoke to him as professionally as possible. "you seem rather anxious Mr...?" she pointed out, giving him the cue that he hadn't introduced himself yet. "Travers, it's Mr.Travers" he said.
Chas pondered if he should say anything but decided if he didn't, with her power she may find out anyway. "when he was born, his mother died. His father was a very mean disgusting man who blamed John for it. Called him a killer. Never by his name. Its why he turned to punk music, being a trouble maker and eventually black magic. It was an escape for him and I was the only one other than his sister that ever stood by him. When he was older, he tried to save a young girl, not much older than yourself, but she got taken by a demon to Hell and he's never forgiven himself for it. Even today" he explained.

Kay smirked at his explanation of how he knew what Chas and Trish were up to, before feeli g his shirt going onto her skin and over her shoulders. "thanks" she replied, slipping her arms into his shirt sleeves and then doing the buttons up. On her slim frame, it almost drowned her but that just made it all the more comfortable to be wearing. She was aware it smelled of him which was of comfort to her, smiling to herself, she pulled on her leggings, standing up to pull them over her ass and onto her waist, letting the shirt sit over the top. She rolled the sleeves down a bit so they covered her hands partially and then walked over to the mirror so she could tidy her hair up a little bit.
Dean's furrowing of his brow and the waving of the fork was just another reason for Mika to stop protesting the idea before she even started. She knew the moment she went to go protest he wouldn't allow it to be the other way round. He almost lost her once, twice even, he wasn't going to risk it for a third time.

She nodded at him telling her not to worry about zoning out whilst he followed her eyes and looked at what she was seeing. She was glad she wasn't the only one who thought it seemed a bit off and that it could be lead for them, other than the corpses in the morgue. Looking back at him she saw that oh so familiar look he would give her when silently asking if she wanted to check it out.

"I think we should, we can take this lot as takeout" she agreed, grabbing her drink and taking a long sip to wash down what she had already eaten. She looked up toward the waitress to wave the woman over, seeing her walk over, "can we get this lot to go? Seems our break is being cut short" she asked the waitress, "sure thing hunni, I'll be right back with some boxes for you" she said before walking off.

Mika then looked back at Dean, "one day we'll get a full break" she smirked. "guess we'll be taking the suited guy rather than the officer he was talking to?" she asked in assumption as the waitress came back with three boxes for them to put all their food in.

"thanks" Mika said, grabbing one of the bigger boxes to put her food in, letting Dean have the other two for his pie and burger.
As they exited the ice cream parlour and started to walk back, Chas smiled at her liking her choice of ice cream as he ate some of his. At her next question, he wasn't expecting her to ask such a thing and knew it was a much complicated answer than a simple yes or no. "John is a complicated one. Deep down the John I know is a good person, he's incredibly flawed and isn't always the nicest person, but if he let's people in and likes them, he's a very a good person" he tried to explain as simply as possible. "but he has done many bad things in the past and he's well aware of that. There isn't much he won't do to survive, but with his history it's not surprising" he said.

Kay glanced her eyes up at him as he spoke and agreed that the kid did deserve normal kid moments. "I'm surprised you heard that, I didn't hear where they were going...someone was being very distracting to me" she replied, ending her statement on a slight tease and smirk. The smirk soon left her face though and sighed, "yeah, I suppose you're right" she replied, despite being comfortable where she was. She pulled herself off of him, sitting upright on the couch, her back to him as she leaned down to grab her clothes and began getting dressed again.
MIKA CHAMBERS

When Esme accepted her apology, Mika inwardly sighed with relief. She knew she would still need to have that chat with Esme but she wanted to do it when they were all a lot more awake and refreshed, and in private. The woman deserved it, even if there was still that same twinge of dislike toward her for letting Dean do what he did. Yet it was no less than how she felt about Dean and what she said to him. She would need time to fully accept their history, even if she was thankful for her keeping him alive.

She also thought that yet again, Nat was showing her what a better person she was as she offered to take Esme to the motel, even if Esme turned round and said she didn't require said offer. Nat in her eyes, was still young but such an amazing woman considering her own history. She also noticed out the corner of her eye how Dean gave his 'i'm proud of you' smile when she apologised to everyone and that gave her a lot more hope that they could really get over this blip easier than they may have done in the past.

When Dean looked at her and agreed they should head back up and get him cleaned up before going to bed, she nodded with a soft smile and light chuckle at him calling her his nurse. She grabbed his arm and started to turn and head back to the stairs when Bobby's voice made her pause and look back at him over her shoulder, "I will and I know" she replied to him, noting how he used her nickname once again. As she and Dean reached the stairs again, she saw Esme wlaking to the front door and leaving with a goodbye.

Getting herself and Dean upstairs, she took him straight to the bathroom, gesturing for him to perch somewhere as she opened her bathroom cabinet and pulled down some painkillers and the first aid kit. She then filled the sink with some luke warm water so she could help him get the blood out of the back of his hair before making sure he really was alright. She also felt she should help with putting some cream on his black eye from her original punch which she was starting to regret doing, even if it was still justified. So with her decisions made, she helped where she could fixing him up, making sure she was thorough until she was satisified that his head wouldn't need stitches and it probably felt worse than it actually was.

It took her a good few minutes, but she was done and chucked the bloody cloth away into her bin, glad that she always kept a decent stash of wash cloths. "You're good, now lets head to bed" she told him, stroking his cheek gently before pecking his lips and walking back to the bedroom with him. In the bedroom she got changed into her usual vest before climbing into bed, surprising herself that she really did want Dean with her and not elsewhere. For a long while she was convicned she would be telling him to go sleep in the basement or anywhere that was away from her, but he managed to win her back over just like he always did before he knew her better than anyone. But right now all she wanted was her Dean and sleep, in the hopes that during said sleep, she could just try and forget everything that happened.

It took Mika merely seconds before she fell asleep once in bed laying on her side and curling up into herself facing Dean.

SAM WINCHESTER

Sam found himself smiling when Annabeth told him he didn't have to sleep down here with her but he just shook his head as if to shake away her suggestion. "Don't be silly, it's no problem sleeping down here with you Anna. I'll be fine, and besides, if I'm around in the house I can come to anyone's aid if it comes to it." he replied to her honestly.

He really did think that if she didn't end up needing him, then someone else may do and he didn't want to find himself in a motel unable to help if that occurred. He got down onto the make shift bed and pulled his shirt off, but otherwise remained dressed. He let Annabeth get as comfortable as she could, taking her time to do so as he rested against the incredibly comfortable pillow, one arm underneath it.

It didn't take him long to fall asleep for the night.

------THE NEXT DAY------

NATALIA AND SAM WINCHESTER, MIKA CHAMBERS

Nat woke up early on the couch with a yawn and stretch, turning onto her side and pulling the blanket tightly round her. She could tell it was relatively early still and she couldn't initially hear anyone else up so she figured she would take a moment for herself.

She knew however she coiuldn't stay 'asleep' on the couch forever so she figured she would peel herself out of the blanket and sat upright. Sighing and yawning once again, she stood up and headed to the kitchen deciding to get the coffee brewed up for everyone and herself whilst she was awake. "pLease let everyone be okay this morning" she mumbled to herself sleepily, as she pulled down enough mugs for everyone, including Annabeth and Sam.

Mika woke up with a groan of complaint at being awake already, refusing to open her eyes she stole the duvet to shroud herself in it, her hair just poking out the top on the pillow, whilst also being close to Dean. She had no idea if Dean was awake but she refused to open her eyes and find out.

WHilst the girls woke up above him, Sam woke up in the vault with Annabeth, his arm having draped round her during the night, his other arm by his side. He looked down at Annabeth and wondered if she was awake, "Morning" he said softly, lifting his hand up from his waist and stroked his hair, kissing the top of her head.
Chas smiled as Trish started choosing for the others, glad to see she was cheering up once more. "okay, let's get Serena cookie dough and Kay a mixture of both strawberry and mint" he agreed, before waving the staff member over and ordering everything. He just hoped it would all survive the walk back. He let the staff do each of the ice cream orders they had, putting them into tubs and putting kids on the ones for the others and leaving lids off of Trish's and Chas'. He told him how much it all was and Chas paid for it on his card before taking the bag of tubs, and giving Trish her little tub and then took his own. "ready to hedlad back?" he asked her.

Kay chuckled at his reasoning, thinking it was so typical of a bloke to have a messy room. At least with hers being small, she could still get to the bed without any problems. At the mention of the others, her eyes glanced upward as if it would let her see upstairs even though it did nothing of the sort. "I'm sure they're fine. Serena has probably fallen asleep and Josh seems quite smitten with her. I think I heard the other two leave for some reason earlier" she said back to him.
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