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I am desperately seeking someone to play an in-character Dean Winchester opposite my own original hunter. Anyone interested? PM me.

Please, all I ask is literacy, a relatively IC Dean, and a plotline. They're not just running around all willy-nilly; they have a job to do.

So...thanks. Looking forward to replies smile

EDIT: I've gotten a few responses, and I'm grateful for that, but I'm always looking for more, be they to a Supernatural RP or just a request to RP anything. So, PM me, aiight? mrgreen

Serenity O'Leary blew into town moments later, pulling to the curb at the cafe across the street from the gas station. She climbed out of her 2006 Dodge Viper and ran inside, grabbing a cup of coffee, before returning outside to sit on the hood of her car and go over the internet articles she'd gathered on the recent hauntings in town.

Serenity was 24 years old, with pale brown-golden blonde hair and turquoise eyes, slender but muscular, and a damn-near expert when it came to vampires. She had only been hunting for 5 years, but she was good at it, and, oddly enough, she took pleasure in it.

She looked up from her styrofoam cup of coffee and computer papers, and glanced over to the guy at the gas station. She narrowed her eyes: Dean Winchester. She knew the family well--his father had killed her father 14 years ago.

To say there was bad blood between the families was an understatement, whether Dean knew about her or not.

Guess him trying to save Sam's soul is okay))
Dean noticed the girl. And there only two things Dean really cared about hunting and laying as many women as possible. She fell into both catergories though he didn't know it. Dean finished up with his gas and continued to eye her appreciatively. There was someting slightly odd about her. She was so calm, so still and she reeked of.........power. What the hell was this? Dean did not have Sam's incredible analytical skills but he did have his guts. And right now they were screaming bloody murder that there was something odd about her. She can't be a vampire. Werewolf? Demon? Dean thought. Looks like I am going to be tailing a pretty girl.

Dean finished his car. He got in started it up Ironman blaring, and drove off. Or so it seemed. Really he was parking the car in a garage so he could tail that girl. He wanted to know exactly what was going on. There were too many coincidices here. A ghost haunting the town killing the weak and a girl who reeked of power. Dean parked and got out. He clicked the safety off on his pistol and grabbed knife too just in case. He walked out of the garage and looked around. Finding her tried to act nonchalant. Subtelty just wasn't his thing. She noticed him. He walked over and puilled out a badge. "Mind if I ask you a few questions about the murders that have been going on?" He asked officialy.

Dean's face blanked. He closed his eyes trying to remember how he knew her. He of course had no idea what his dad had done, his dad was pretty mysterious that way. "Serentiy!" He said as it came to him. "Mmm, you look good. But seriously I wouldn't want that pretty face to get messed up you really ought to leave the hunting to the pros." He said. He looked her straight in the eyes. Course he was looking down on her. Dean kept his hand on his gun and knife just in case. "Nice car." He added.

"Look you better shut your mouth about my brother alright. I'll let you tag along. What do you know?" He said putting the badge away. Dean looked at her with a hard look. He firmly kept the gun in his hand. He managed with a great deal of difficulty to ignore the slight on his car. It was necessary he had a feeling that this may lead him closer to finding out how to get Sam back to life. Damn his father for leaving after setting to the trail. Well thats how John Winchester worked.

"If you want to fine. But you get in my way and you will regret it." He said. Dean then walked off towards the local libray. It was his first stop always. He looked through the records looking for a pattern. The pattern was more than just people who were weak each had lost someone or something. Dean found the next possible person. She was fourteen had lost both her parents and was sick. Dean figured she would be next on the line. Dean headed out for the girls house.

Dean pulled up to find Serentity already there. " I am really starting to hate this b***h." He said. He sat in the car and turned up Metallica. "Fine. You do the work and I'll kill the sonovabitch." He muttered. He just sat in his car waiting.