NATALIA WINCHESTER
Having Cason so close to her neck made Natalia feel uncomfortable but it was the kind of discomfort that got her irritated. So the fact he was shoving whiskey practically in her face, she felt it was a good enough way to ignore how bad he was with personal spce. If he wasn't so close, she probably would have kept her promise to her brother and not taken the drink. As he pulled back she felt a sense of relief to not have him in her face so much, but then he got closer again and she was convinced he was going to kiss her just to get under her skin all the more, so when he didn't but instead called her princess she gritted her teeth and glared at him.
"Don't ever call me that you got it? No one calls me a damn princess" she sneered at him, trying her hardest to keep some kind of composure and not let him get to her but he was really testing her. "i swear if Dean doesn't pop a cap in his ass I will" she thought to herself as he spoke to her. Hearing him talk about Esme in the way he was, she wasn't sure whether to find it endearing or downright creepy. "Esme will be just fine without you leering over her 24/7 and her and Duke have history, she'll be just fine with him." she began saying, trying to say 'stop creeping on her, at least Duke is a good man' without actually saying it.
"As for the second part, I won't be having a good time when this is work for me alright? I'm trying to do my part in keeping people safe and stopping damn Angels from nuking the town. You'd be the last person I'd pick to have a night out with no matter the situation, you're a bloody demon and my brothers are damn heroes. I won't have you trash talking them in front of me." she told him flatly, not sure she would ever be able to look passed that major part of him. She hoped that Annabeth wouldn't be much longer or the others in general as she just wanted to get this job over with. As for her brothers, she did see them as nothing but heroes, if it wasn't for them storming the asylum the night they did she never would have successfully escaped and would have probably still be in there to this day or worse...dead.
She saw for herself how many people they saved and how compassionate they could be, even if Dean could be brash and volatile at times, but she knew he had a big heart deep down- the way he and Mika stuck together was proof of that in her eyes. She idolised her brothers, even if she did favour Sam just that teensy bit more. The thoughts that came flooding back made her take a gulp and mentally shake them from her mind. Now wasn't the time to be distracted by the past. She permanately dreaded the day she would have to openly tell people what she actually went through in the asylum and admit just how much it haunted her still, she was amazed she managed to keep it secret for as long as she did.
With a sigh, she stared at the door hoping that someone, anyone, would come and break the tense moment between her and Cason. Not being able to take it much longerm she ended up pulling her own phone out and texting Dean as she was convinced it was Annabeth who Cason texted, so she saw no point in texting Sam, even though Sam was always her first go to. 'Dean, if we're going can we go now? Cason decided to invite himself in my room and he's driving me mad already' she text, pressing send and shoving her phone into her jacket pocket.
MIKA CHAMBERS
Mika could see how her simple small actions still managed to calm him even just a little bit, just like they did before he went to Hell. She also agreed that they really needed a win, just once even if she wasn't sure this would be it, she just made herself hope it would be a win. Instead of replying to his comment, she just kissed him back as he planted the tight kiss onto her lips.
As he pulled away and said the next bit, she couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips at his comment. it was so typical of him to practically ruin a personal moment with such a comment. With her head leaning into his hand she kept smiling up at him, "That I do" she replied to him with a chuckle as he brushed his hand up through her hair and kissed her nose. "Yeah we probably should, I don't envy Nat that's for sure." she told him.
She just hoped that Cason's attutude and Nat's ability to be extremely snarky (a trait she saw in both Nat and Dean), that nothing would go wrong and neither would end up seriously hurt or dead because one or the other couldn't withstand the other's antics. She pulled on her trusty jacket as she had a feeling it would soon get cold this evening and grabbed what she needed weapon wise, mostly consisting of her handgun with the specially customised witch killing bullets. "i'm guessing it's you, me and Sam in your car and Nat, Annabeth and Cason in Nat's?" she queried her assumption.
SAM WINCHESTER
Annabeth's touching of his chest and moving upwards with her hands made him smile as he looked down at her. Her remark about ass kicking being the only way he would see anything made him chuckle. He then let her continue talking, deciding it was better for her to get whatever it was off her chest now, rather than him interrupting her. Hearing her make him promise that he would come back safe made him smile softly at her and stroke her cheek with his thumb.
"I promise that I will come back relatively unscathed and alive" he promised to her. "I will be fine with Dean and Mika on my team, I just hope you don't have to be in between Nat and Cason, she can be damn snarky when she gets going and annoyed just enough" he smirked and chuckled. It was then he became aware in his periferal vision that Annabeth's phone had an flashing alert on her phone due to a message coming in.
"Think you got a message, probably from Cason" he told her as he put his weapons of choice away into his bag, letting Annabeth go for her phone if she wanted to get it. He knew they couldn't be much longer as he knew Natalia would lose her mind if she was left to thinking about having to deal with Cason for too long, as he was unaware that Cason had just invited himself into her room and was already annoying her.