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Current Urgh life keeps getting in the way and making me exhausted. 😅.
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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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Josh nodded at her suggestion, surprised himself that he took the opportunity to do such an action, but he didn't regret it. When the sound of familiar light footsteps were heard, he looked at the doorway and saw Trish standing there, "not everything, not about me anyway" he whispered to Serena. He then put a smile on his face and walked over, picking Trish up, "hey trouble" he said to her playfully.

Kay kept ahold of the towel over his eyes, refusing to take it off of him, just as Chas refused to let go of John's arms. he kept a firm strong hold on his mate. "It'll be over soon mate, just hold on" he told him.
Travers let Dean take the call, trying to figure out what was being discussed as he sat there tied at the legs. He thought it was going well, into his favour even, but then he got glared at and he heard the other hunter's name be called in a way that he knew his nonconfrontational way of getting out of this situation was going south fast.

Hhe watched on as Dean almost snapped his phone in half from the tight grip he was doing to it, then strained to hear him as he spoke with great anger bottling up inside him. He looked sat him wide eyed as Dean walked over and gripped his thighs incredibly tight making him wince. "I-I'm not lying!" he pleaded but sighed knowing it was pointless.

"okay okay! I'll take you!" he agreed, not wanting to die just yet as he saw now just how serious he was about the earlier threat about anything happening to Mika.

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Mika woke foggy headed, lifting her head as she tried to get her eyes to refocus by blinking a few times. "oh sleeping beauty awakes!" the voice from before was heard saying as she managed to see it was indeed the officer Travers was talking to earlier.

"you've made a big mistake ambushing me" Mika said, seeing she was in the one now tied up in Travers' house, seemingly the home office. "hmm considering you're the one tied up right now, I think it's not a mistake. Bloody hunters coming into our town and think they can take us out?!" he retorted.

"if you know what I am then you know my partner is also a hunter and he's a lot more reckless than I am" Mika said back, trying to find a way of untying herself without bringing attention to it. "we'll see about that when he comes to rescue his little damsel in distress! But first, let's allow him time to go to the wrong place first" he smirked, his eyes flickering from human to animal.

"oh my god do you drag everything out beast boy?" she quipped, but all it got her was a punch to the face, making her groan from the pain.
Travers smirked at Dean's compliment of 'Carrie', but he shook his head at the second part of Dean's remarks. "No, I'm not a skinwalker, I didn't know what she was when we first knew each other, it was years after when I found out. It was a lot to take in....oh how it was a lot to take in, but I knew that I loved her too much to leave her. So I just stayed" he explained, continuing to lie convincingly.

He gritted his teeth as Dean continued to make sure that the remaining restraints were tight enough, growing tired of the lie and being held captive when he could easily break free if he just shifted. However, he was trying to play the long game for the sake of survival. He knew if he shifted inside this motel room that it would be more problematic than helpful.

His curiosity got piqed however when Dean's phone started going off and he watched the young man answer it, greeting the female hunter that was here earlier by her real name. "Hmm, so that's her name is it?" he thought to himself, logging in every bit of information that Dean was letting slip despite all of his walls and paranoia.

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Mika paced as she listened to the phone ring and ring until Dean picked up and she heard the click of connection before she heard Dean's voice come through. "A lot. He works for the solicitors in town and the receptionist there gave me his address. So I'm here now looking around and the asshole is lying to us, he's not married at all. This place is an utter bachelor's pad. Not a single sign of a woman living here in the slightest." she explained.

"Oh you really shouldn't be here..." a voice came from behind her making her spin round and see the officer Travers was talking to earlier on. "Dean I'm gon-" she started to say when the officer clobbered her round the head, knocking her out before she could get her gun out from her waistband.
The moment Dean lowered his eyes, Simon Travers knew instantly that he had managed to hit a raw nerve with Dean and his assumptions that Mika was his weak leak was indeed true, and proving as such more and more as they spoke together. He watched on as Dean was visibly eating up his bullshit story about a wife that he never even had, but always had a solid story incase he was ever in this situation. He knew as well as the other skinwalkers in this town that going for a sob story was the first and usually best way to try and get out of a sticky situation with a hunter. Especially the young ones.

He internally sighed with relief when Dean agreed at this point to untie his arms and give him some kind of freedom, even if it wasn't full freedom. His plan was clearly working and he knew now it was only a matter of time. "got it, I wont run" he told him as Dean walked round and released his arms, making him lift them and rub his wrists.

Feeling the gun still against his back however, he knew he still had some way to go to really break down those barriers of suspicion that Dean had. He pulled his wallet out of his inside jacket pocket, opening it and pulling out a photo of himself and his 'wife'. His arm round her waist as he was clearly sat with her on a bench either in a garden or a park, the close up of the photo was difficult to work out the location. Both had broad smiles on their faces. THe woman in question had blonde hair and hazel green eyes, a slender looking woman but someone who looked like they had a successful life and career behind them, just like Travers did.

"This is her" he said, handing Dean the photograph.

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Whilst Dean was getting more information out of Travers, Mika had made her way to the solicitors where he supposedly worked and although she was in casual clothing, she did use her FBI badge to gain the trust of the receptionist and get more information on the man. She managed to get his full address with relative ease from her and headed straight back to her car, where she drove to the house in question.

It was only a few minutes away from town, which she was glad about. Pulling up to the side of the street outside the house, looked out her window at it, feeling like something was just off about this whole place. She got out of her car and headed up the driveway, reaching the house where she did a scope around and saw no one else in the house which she thought wasn't entirely unsual if both partners worked.

She found a back door and pick locked her way inside, thankful that she always had her picklocking kit in her jeans pocket and got inside quietly. Walking around nothing felt like a woman actually lived here which seemed incredibly strange to her if he was supposedly married as he said. She did a thorough walk through and some digging around when the realisation suddenly hit her. It was all a lie....

"bollocks..." she cursed, pulling her phone out and giving Dean a call.
Josh nodded at her words and wiped his face with the back of his hand before smiling back at her genuinely. "you're one amazing woman Serena" he told her before kissing her cheek, "Thank you" he said once more. He noticed her smile and how much more genuine it seemed to be, even compared to her previous smiles and he was glad that he got to see it.

Both Kay and Chas nodded, "Sure" they replied in unison at John's requests and instantly jumped into action. Chas took over pinning John down and Kay got up and leaned over the back of the couch so she could hold the towel in place over his eyes, whilst also being out of the way of Chas's arms at the same time.
Reaching the main town, she pulled into a street side parking spot, just like she did when they arrived at the hospital and got out the car. Locking up because she was always paranoid about having it hijacked if she didn't, she looked around each side of town and wondered where to start. It didn't help that she didn't know what Travers' occupation was so she could start there, only that when they grabbed him, he was on his way to work.

It took her a while before deciding she might be better off starting at the bar as in her eyes, everyone knew everyone in a bar. So she walked down the road and found her chosen location, walking inside and up to the bar. "What can I get ya?" the male bartender asked her, as he finished serving someone else at the other end of the bar. "Information preferably" she came right out and said. "Oh? WHat makes you think a bar is the place for information?" he replied with a smile, "Because barman and staff know everybody" she countered with a smirk.

"So what information do you wanna know?" he asked, "I wanna know if you know a Mr.Travers, tall bloke, scraggily mousey brown hair, wears ill-fitting suits" she replied, describing the guy Dean was currently watching in their motel room. The barman tilted his head as he gave the description a thought before nodding, "yeah, I know the guy, think his first name is Simon. Quiet bloke from what I recall, why do you wanna know about him? He doesn't seem your type" he replied with a flirtatious smile which Mika decided to ignore.

"he's a friend of a friend and I'm trying to find him, but I know nothing of him."

"Ask your mate?"

"that's the thing, I can't, they recently died...which is why I need to find them. I tracked him to this town and i'm pretty sure I have the wrong cell number for him because that's proving a dead end"

The barman turned to the tillpoint to grab a piece of paper and pen, where he jotted down a street name and slid it over to her. "That's the street he lives in I think, but that's all I know in that department. Kinda keeps to himself mostly. Think he works at the solicitors building up the road." he explained. Mika nodded and took the paper, putting it into her hoodie pocket. "Thanks, this is a great start for me. oh, is he married do you know?" she asked curiously. "Not that I know of, but I don't know him well enough to say for sure" he said back, which made Mika raise an eyebrow.

"Interesting, thanks for the help. Might pop in tonight if I need a drink" she told him with a polite smile, about to head off. "Wait! I can give you the address of solicitors" the barman, quickly jotting down the address but also added his number at the same time, then handed it to her with a wink. Taking it, she looked down and knew it was a blessing that Dean wasn't here right now. She then simply left the bar and headed to the solicitors to see if they could give her anymore concrete information.

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Travers saw that Dean really wasn't going to let up and this getaway he wanted to do was going to be a bit more difficult than he had originally planned. He listened to Dean's initial reply about he and Mika, "Not common granted, but not completely unheard of" he replied in those few moments Dean remained silent, then listened to him speak more.

He found it curious and interesting that Dean and Mika have been that close for so long. He even nodded in understanding over Dean's warning about Mika's strength and capabilities at being a hunter. If he was untied he would have held his hands up in defence, but he couldn't so all he could do was nod again.

"Warning headed, but I'm not digging" he told Dean, even though he very much was digging for information and trying to find a weak spot in the hunters, which he seemed to now have.

"My wife and I? We were high school friends also. One of those situations of neither had the guts to ask each other out until much later in life when we reunited. After school we went our separate ways for a while. But when we saw each other again? It was like we were never apart" he told him, hoping that it would be believable, as he had focused mentally on coming up with an in depth story all this time.

"I'd do anything to keep my darling Carrie safe" he added with a sigh.
NATALIA WINCHESTER, MIKA CHAMBERS

Nat couldn't help but smirk when Dean called her a smartass. She practically wore that description as a badge of honour as it was being a smartass that made her survive for as long as she did. "Who says I don't already like you dearest brother?" she quipped back as she continued cooking, getting near the end and grabbing for the loaf of bread, as she took the bacon off the stove now that it was cooked.

She listened as everyone seemed to joining in in the banter going on, enjoying the more positive feeling that was in the room for a change. She even sniggered when Dean called Sam a bitch, knowing full well Sam would retort to that any second now. She put the sandwiches together one by one, and then piled them up onto a big serving plate, deciding it would be easier if everyone could just help themselves.

Mika smiled as she saw her uncle come to the door and take the coffee she had for him without her even prompting for him to take. She hugged him back as he put an arm over her shoulders, "morning" she greeted him back as she walked with him to the living room, seeing that the three siblings and Anna were still seeming to be getting along happily.

"I'm alright, the tiniest bit hungover but other than that I'm alright, I think me and Dean are still good too which I'm thankful for too." she explained to him, glancing between Bobby and the other four in the kitchen, smiling at the sight before her fondly.

SAM WINCHESTER

"Jerk" Sam retorted back, just as Natalia assumed he would, then nodded at his brother's words about him and Mika being okay. "I'm glad you're both alright, and lets face it, when does Mika ever complain about you being all beaten and bruised?" he quipped with a smirk as his brother sat on up on the counter.

He smiled as Annabeth did what she could to be close to him, letting her lean him backwards so she could lean on him and hold his hair some more. He figured it was all one tactic to keep her calm and happy so he wasn't going to stop her if it made her comfortable. At her quip to Dean saying he was the favourite Sam had to chuckle and fake being hurt for a split second before he couldn't keep the look up.

"Well I dunno why you'd be hurt I'm Nat's favourite when you're clearly Mika's favourite. Always have been always will be and I'm perfectly fine with that, she's too much of an older sister anyway" he spoke to them, "which I'm not sure if it is a good thing I practically have two sisters or a bad thing." he teased, making Natalia throw a slice of bread at him that she had in her hand.

He cracked up laughing, grabbing the bread and putting it on the worktop. It was then he noticed Bobby and Mika back in the main room. "Morning Bobby" he called through as he saw Mika walking back to the kitchen to actually get her own coffee now she had delivered Bobby's.
The moment Dean started to get paranoid and pulled his gun out once again, he sighed. He thought he had managed to convicne the two of them that he was innocent in all this, that he was a normal human being. Now he was beginning to see that hunters were a lot harder to convince than he initially thought. He kept his eyes on Dean, only ever briefly glancing down to the gun that was being pointed in his direction, wondering what his next move could be.

Mika looked at Dean when he suggested she go and find out any information she could. She agreed it was the best idea at this moment. "Right. Be careful with him and if he says anything worth while, let me know" she replied back, before turning on her heels and exiting the motel room, heading for her car. It was then she remembered she was still in her FBI outfit and debated changing. Her feet were killing her and it wasn't the most practical outfit if she had to do any climbing or similar. So she opened the trunk, yanked out her hoodie, jeans and boots and got inside the backseat where she expertly changed discreetly.

Satisfied that she now was in comfortable footwear and clothing (though she kept the work shirt on underneath the hoodie), she got out of the car, shut all open doors and then got in the driver's side, deciding to drive into the main part of town. The sound of her car fading as she exited the parking lot of the motel.

Travers heard her leave, thinking that if he had to fight his way out then at least he would only have one hunter to deal with and not two. "I only asked to be untied so I could get my phone for you. Give you a photo of my wife and so forth" he told Dean, hoping that he could get through to Dean once again.

"I get the feeling that woman there was your other half? Your body language told me so when talking about loved ones" he tried changing the subject, whilst also attempting to get information out of his capter. If he could get into Dean's more emotional side then maybe he would have a chance.
Mika didn't like their odds at all either, but she felt like they had to do something instead of just walking away. Yet she was wishing it didn't turn into such a big job, just like Dean was hoping. "I don't like the odds either Dean but we can't do nothing, you know it's against our nature to just walk away." she whispered back to him. She hated that for all they knew the whole town could be one of those monsters, though she did think that level of infestation to be unlikely.

She looked at Travers as he begged them to help and sighed, seeing how worked up Dean was becoming over this whole situation. She let Dean do the replying to Travers, seeing that it seemed he really did have the same opinion as herself and agreed to help as best they could.

"Thank you, will you untie me?" Travers replied, knowing if he was going to help hunters of all people then he would need to be untied. He just had to hold out a little bit longer and then he would be free and away from the hunters, yet he was also fully aware that it wouldn't be easy to just make a run for it. He needed to really think about his gameplan as it wouldn't be long before they find out he was lying through his teeth about the whole situation.

If he could be just untied he would be able to fight his way out, kill the hunters, and make a run to his group for safety. He was impressed that he managed to be a good enough liar that he actually got them feeling sorry for his situation and a wife that he didn't even have.
As Travers spoke about it being his wife and how it was out of character for her, Mika found herself listening intently whilst trying to figure out why someone who wouldn't normally be a kill junkie would just turn. It didn't make any sense to her at all and she looked at Dean as he looked at her after he stepped closer to her. The wheels kept turning in her head as to what could be the reason, so far coming up blank.

"all I know is that not that long ago she was the perfect wife and then one day she started going out at night more, coming back and being secretive about where she's been, but I always saw blood on her hands. I'm trying to get through to her, but nothing is working so far. One night I heard her on the phone to someone but I don't know who...I'm concerned she's got involved with some kind of group" Travers explained.

Mika listened to his wording carefully, "like a skin walker gang or something?" she asked him, glancing at Dean for a moment before looking back at Travers. "I don't wanna say yes but it's the only conclusion I've come up with. I fear that officer you saw me chatting to is part of said group. I tried to convince him to tell me the truth or convince her to leave but he just told me I was being paranoid" he replied.

Mika looked at Dean once again, "if he's right, then we need to find this group. We csnt let a skinwalker gang roam wild in this town" she said to him in a hushed tone. "please, just help me save my wife" Travers said to them. "I'll give you a picture of her, I'll help anyway I can" he added out of desperation.
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