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 Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 8:54 am
╔═.♥.═ After a tiny bit, Roxanne sighed, wiping her mouth and got up to go see what the commotion was about. Honestly, she didn't care if she was just in Sam's T-shirt and her undergarments.
It covered her enough as long as she didn't bend over or something. She saw the fighting males and walked over since she knew that one of them was Dean and that Sam was on the sidelines. No pie? Again? It took her a while just standing there until she realized that the other figure was John. At that Dean was really putting the hurt on him. Blunt little instrument, my a**. But John was actually alive. Welp, time for the girls to just butt out and let the boys deal with their father. Roxanne noticed a curly head poking outside a door frame, watching the fight. Roxanne just grabbed her sister by the shoulders and dragged her away to the room that she and Sam shared. Not because she didn't want Bianca to see the fight or anything, just because they had breakfast. "Eat." said Roxanne, going back to her floor position. Bianca nodded, listening to her sister and getting breakfast before she noticed something. The jacket. Dean's stuff. " You didn't..." said Bianca. "Nope. He did..." Bianca just groaned, plopping herself down on the floor next to her sister. " Dean really wanted to kill it, Roxy" whined Bianca. "Well, now he has something else to take out all his anger on. Sam and I were just talking about John... it's insane. How is he even alive?" Bianca shrugged, she was too busy enjoying her sausage. She ruined Roxanne's ability to eat the food a long time ago. " You brought back Dean. I mean, maybe it's the angels just trying to ******** with the boys some more? Dean and I were talking about it to... just wrapping our minds around the fact that there's a lot of people named John-" " You knew he was alive?" " I just found out this morning, okay? I just want to go back to laying down with Dean" Roxanne and Sam were nicely having breakfast so she could understand how Bianca felt. "Boy, are we in for an eventful day..." " If Dean doesn't kill him on the spot right now"
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 10:56 am
  ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !!  When Dean punched John and growled at John, threatening him, Sam was shocked. Look at dad's little soldier, breaking the rules. They were attracting unwanted attention from the streets, just citizens across the road couldn't help but turn their full sight on them. He knew that people were uttering whisper of the three men standing in the parking lot because they would keep looking over, whisper, and then back over. They didn't stop, though, just slowly walk on the street that was across the streets. The streets that was closer to them, people did stop, but a good few meters away to not somehow get in the crossfire or something. Dean saw that they were getting unneeded attention from people, John as well. Not that the Winchesters cared. Well, Sam was a bit hectic about it, worried that they might call the cops, but it seemed like the son and the father had unfinished business to take care of. And it needs to be fulfilled right now.
John saw the blonde female by the door, only wearing a shirt, most likely Sam's. It was long on her, covering her thighs, showing how small she is and how tall Sam was. Sam did grow a few while John's been dead. The thought made John scoff, still not believing it himself. John died, sacrificed his life, and somehow he was revived. Dean knew that scoff that John let out, knowing it so well because Dean used the very same one when he was standing over his grave. But anger was still filled in Dean's eyes, showing that he didn't feel sorry for John for a second. Okay, maybe about Hell. John had to go through what Dean did, but longer, for over 100 years. Yet, his face remained cold, full of rage, glaring sharp knives into John. John looked back over at the blonde, seeing her grab a brunette as well. "You're still with that slut?" asked John, knowing full well about Bianca and her past. And then Dean punched John again, across his right cheek this time. Again. Dean watched as John spat out some more blood to the ground, slowly rising to a straight posture, looking at Dean. There were blood on his knuckles from John's face, just having some of John's blood.
"Shut the f*ck up right now, John. You're just basically asking for it," said Dean, trying to figure out what to do with him. Well, to be sure, he'll most likely do tests. The works, make sure that John isn't a demon, skin walker, or anything of the sorts. Well, he was bleeding so skin walker might not be the case, but he had to be sure. John just sighed heavily, some blood flying off his lips and crashing to the ground. Well, considering Bianca's question earlier about if he wanted to see John, this was Dean's reaction. John looked to Sam and asked, "How's the demon blood, Sam? Weren't you the one complaining about it?" Dean saw Sam take a step forward, anger and regret in Sam's expression so Dean put his arm against Sam's chest to hold him back. But Sam was going to have none of it. He was struggling to get to their dad, who was so pleased he can dig under skins, and was telling Dean, "Let go, Dean! Let me go so I can hurt the son of a b***h!" Dean finally put his other hand against Sam's chest and used both his arm and hand to push Sam away.
"Go check on the girls, Sam," said Dean, in the most calmest voice he could have at the moment. Sam looked at Dean, scoffing, wide eyed with anger. Why was Dean pushing him away? That's what Sam wanted to know. Why was Dean wanting to be alone with John? Dean pointed to the room that Bianca and Roxanne slipped into - Sam's room - with his eyes filled with authority. Sure, it was not in his place to tell Sam what to do, but it was his job to make sure that Sam doesn't end up on John's bad side. Dean can take whatever John wants to do to him, he's been putting up with it for years. He just doesn't want Sam to be there if John starts trashing the girls some more. "Start packing," said Dean, pushing Sam's chest again to make him move. Once Sam finally admitted defeat, he turned at his heel and started to casually jog back to the room.
When Sam was inside the room, he shut the door, not wanting people to look inside their room. Yes, people were still watching. Sam looked over at the girls sitting on the ground. "We gotta start packing," said Sam, rushing across the room to grab Roxanne and his things. He was already dressed, going out and killing the skin walker. His sweatpants were inside his duffle bag, presuming that Roxanne put the clothes Sam neatly folded into her bag. He didn't zip hers up or anything, in case she wanted to change out of his shirt. Sam looked over at Bianca as he was shoving things inside his bag, reassuring her, "Dean's fine. He's just going to have a small daddy talk." Sam let out a breathy chuckle, looking back to the bag and zipping it up, the zipper noise heard as he did so.
Dean glared over at John, knowing everything that he wanted to talk about just by his expression. All the demon blood, the wedding, the freaking apocalypse. Dean is literally washing in self regret and here is his dad to make things worse. "So, you cracked, huh?" John asked, looking at his son in disappointment. Dean let out a quiet scoff, shaking his head. He couldn't believe that John was looking at him like that. Him, of all people, show know that Dean couldn't handle that. That he couldn't go through the pain anymore. That he had to get himself off the rack. That he couldn't do it anymore. "Don't look at me like that. Not you, dad. Of all people," said Dean. "You know what it's like down there. I couldn't do it. I just couldn't." John started to mutter about how soft Dean gotten all because of the girls. Well, that snapped back the angered Dean. He grabbed at John's collar, getting really close to his dad. "Why you do yourself a favor and stop mentioning the girls. Don't even look at them, don't even breath the same air as them. If you say one more word, one more word, I will rip your head off and cram it up your a**." John brought his hand up, getting Dean's grip off of him. Once there was some space between the two male, John just let out a soft sigh, nodding. But angered remained on his face.
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 11:40 am
╔═.♥.═ The girls remained on the floor, staring up at Sam. They didn't look scared, just confused. Bianca looked at Roxanne. " You know that you were already mentioned, right?" Roxanne shrugged. "Don't care" she got up off the floor, dusting her hands and grabbing her stuff to go into the bathroom. She turned and pointed at her sister's food. "Just finish eating, okay? And if he says anything to you, don't let it get to you." " But it makes you mad, doesn't it?" Roxanne sighed. " Sam, I don't like your father. I never want to say that because, you know, it's not my place but I just don't like the man" Roxanne looked at Bianca now. "With that said? I don't like getting mad at people I hate. Yet alone a... normal person, human thing..." Bianca had her mouth filled with her food, practically inhaling everything so she could go back to her room and pack, but she managed to nod at Roxanne. She understood why Roxanne wanted to be so responsible. While Roxanne was in the bathroom, getting herself together, Bianca looked at Sam. Now she looked worried. She just didn't like the idea of John being there, knowing how he was usually pure insults. Bianca just got up off the floor and gave Sam a hug. "And next time, please let someone know that you're going to kill the thing on your own. You could have gotten hurt" with that being said, Bianca grabbed Dean's things and left the room. She put on Dean's jacket just for kicks as she walked to their room to pack up.
By the time Bianca was gone, Roxanne came out the bathroom all newly dressed and such. She looked at Sam, asking " Are you okay? Did he say anything to you yet?" that was her main concern. That John would just go back to shitting on the boys. Dean seemed to be handleing seeing his father pretty well. She was impressed but she did not want John to be bashing on Sam. Especially because of her. She'd tell the man off, too, if he pushed her too far.
Once in the room, Bianca began to hastily pack up both her and Dean's bags before going to change. She slept in her clothes from yesterday and she was pretty sure that Dean and John may take a while talking.
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 8:13 pm
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !! Sam sighed when Roxanne said that she doesn't like his dad. Well, that's not the first time he heard that. A lot of people dislike his dad very strongly. No, no, the right word would be 'hate'. A lot of people hates his dad. If there was one person who everyone would want to kill - all the hunters - it would John freaking Winchester. The man who raised two son in the most brutal way ever and make them become a hunter. Hell, he even threw a fit when Sam wanted to go to college and have an education. So, Sam understood why Roxanne didn't like him. Mostly because he would trash her all the time. Yet, Sam couldn't bring himself to say anything about it. Just a simple nod to shrug off the conversation. Something he would do all the time when Hunters would say that to him. Even Bobby said that he didn't like John.
When Roxanne walked off to the bathroom, Sam grabbed their things, even throwing away the rest of the food when Bianca was done. Dean could stop to get something, but Sam knew that after what just happened, Dean won't be chowing down the breakfast any time soon. When Sam turned around, after throwing away the trash, he was met with Bianca and her arms around him. It took him a while to realize what she was doing, and so he wrapped his arms around her as well. When she said about the skin walker, how she didn't want him to kill the thing on his own, he let out a small sigh again. Well, what was he supposed to do? Let the thing get away with hurting Bianca? Sure, it's Dean's job to just bust down doors at whatever happened to the three of them, but it's Sam's job to do the same as well. He'd lay his life down on the line for all three of the hunters he's with. When Bianca moved, Sam let go of her, not wanting to keep her trapped. He stayed silent as Bianca grabbed Dean's jacket and his other belongings, leaving with them.
Sam rubbed the back of his neck until he heard Roxanne's voice, turning his attention over to her. She was asking about his dad. About if he hurt Sam or said anything. Well, he said a few things, but not something that he hadn't heard from Dean before. Well, about the demon blood, not about Roxanne. Sam wasn't going to let Roxanne know about the still trashy mouth John spat at the brothers. He simply walked over to his fiancé and squat down to wrap his giant arms around her. "He was just informing me things that he heard when he woke up in a nonpolite way," said Sam, kissing Roxanne on the forehead. After that was placed, Sam turned around and grabbed their bags in one hand, opening the door with the free hand.
Dean watched as Sam stormed off, knowing that he was going to get an earful from the man when they are alone - with the girls or not. But for now, he had to listen to his dad complain some more. Dean knew that John was going to complain more, even if he hadn't utter a word when Sam was gone. Looking back, hearing a door open, Dean turned his head around and watched as Bianca parted from Roxanne's room over to their room. Turning back around to look at his dad, he saw a scoff escaped from John's lips. Dean's fingers clamped up to his palm, clenching in anger, but his body was holding him back from throwing another punch.
"Beat freaking family reunion ever, huh?" asked Dean, sounding snarky when he said so when his expression turned calm, yet his eyes still raging with fury and authority. John just rolled his eyes at his son, not liking this new found satisfaction to take down his own dad. John was always the one who won, who always got the last word, who was always the one right. He didn't like that Dean broke that chain reaction and twisted it around to where Dean was winning, getting the last word, and being right. "I get it that you're pissed and confused, but do not take it out on Sammy, Roxanne, or Bianca!" growled Dean, his brows now knitted together with his angry expression melting back to his face.
"Don't tell me what to do," was all John said, as if that was that and John got the last word. Dean inhaled sharply before gripping at John's collar again and slamming him down on the Impala. John finally pushed his son back, taking Dean off of him. Dean growled low at his dad when he was shoved off, wanting nothing more than to strangle him. Not because he was pushed away, but because John was still pissing Dean off. Fixing his jacket, John said, "Alright, I get it, Dean. You had a hard time in Hell. You had to be a weakling and cave in to shed blood in Hell." Dean swallowed hard, his fingers gripping at his palms again. John was really not helping his case. "But know this, this is your fault. Thousands of people are dying, Dean, because you couldn't hold out. Now I'm back, and I'm here to prevent this from going any further. We're going to stop the damn apocalypse and clean up your mess," said John. "Am I clear?"
It was hard for Dean, it really was. To keep himself from saying something in return. To say the one thing that John wanted to hear to be satisfied. Dean lowered his gaze, his fingers not so white anymore, yet nails were marked against his hand. Dean took in a deep breath, his chest coming out when he did so before exhaling. Looking back at John's disappointed eyes, Dean nodded and softly responded, "Yes, sir.." But John didn't like that. It wasn't loud enough for him. "Am I clear?" asked John, more louder for Dean to get the hint. Dean squinted his eyes at John before saying, "Yes, f*cker." Not something his dad would like, but - hey - Dean was done.
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 9:03 pm
╔═.♥.═ Roxanne sighed when Sam grabbed their bags and opened the door. " And if he was informing you of his new found knowledge then he mentioned me..." Roxanne spazzed for a moment. " I can kill him. I'm just saying. I'm staying away from that man, I can just snap my fingers and his head will explode. Remember that. I will not hesitate to satisfy that one part of me that just wants to make the bad people go away". Roxanne nodded with finality before speed walking out of the room to help Bianca with her and Dean's bag. Well, Sam handled theirs. Nothing could have possibly made Roxanne squeal except for the sight of her sister carrying the two bags with Dean's jacket onto of her head like a veil. Even when the moment was tense, Bianca managed to still be weird.
Bianca decided to be ballsy because there was no way in hell this man would make her stay away or act awkward around her boyfriend. So Bianca walked to the impala with their bags, praying that she doesn't trip because of the jacket on her head and as soon as she was near the males, Bianca said. "Delivery for Dean Winchester is courtesy of the snot-nosed brother who wanted to handle this for you" Bianca wiggled her head a bit for Dean to get his jacket. It was like John didn't even exist to her. Bianca was once a whore in a high school, if she didn't want a guy to exist, he wouldn't. Atleast not to her. So John wasn't even there at the moment. Roxanne said not to let the bitter old man get to her so he wouldn't. Bianca had even put in the effort to put makeup over her bruise so the guy wouldn't be able to tell her that she's weak. Precaution! She was ready to avoid any situations. So she was going to do her normal thing, act like a child so situations didn't get the her.
Roxanne grinned slightly at the sight of her sister just prancing over to Dean and John, just being cute and cuddly. Roxanne glanced up at Sam. " If we live long enough to have a daughter, I want her to be like that when she's young because that's just too cute." Roxanne still found her sister to be incredibly adorable. She knew that Bianca forced the cuteness because she's seen Bianca act like an actual adult. People could really take Bianca seriously if she just showed them that she could really be mature. Roxanne wasn't like her sister, she was hesitant to go anywhere near John so she just stuck close to Sam like she usually did. But this wasn't like their usual hunting 'i'm staying close because i know you want me to be safe' type of thing. No, this was an 'i'm staying close so i don't loose myself and release the wrath of the demons from hell'.
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 10:21 pm
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !! Dean wanted to reveal the pistol he had loaded and on safety to his dad, but thought better of it. It was tucked in the back of his jeans waistband, the metal touching the small of his back. John Winchester is not one to be amused. John looked over to the door, watching as Bianca was trying to carry everything, having his jacket over her head. This made John roll his eyes, muttering how stupid the girl looks. Dean ignored his dad and met her halfway, taking the shaking jacket off her head with a small chuckle. Once it was parted from her, Dean slipped his arms through the sleeves and kissed her on the forehead. He didn't care if his dad was watching.
Snatching the bags from Bianca's grasp, he grinned at her before making his way back to his car, the opposite side his dad was on. Once he was at the backseat door, he opened it and tossed the bags inside. Once they were on the bottom of the car, not on the seat where the girls sit, Dean shut the door, seeing a glare from his dad. Yeah, that was the glare of the whole, 'I can't believe you changed so much.' Dean would never kiss a girl in front of his dad, Dean would never do something so caring for a girl, Dean would never stand up to his dad, Dean would never be so angry. In a way, John could see himself in Dean.
Sam walked out, seeing Bianca being herself. Having a hat over her head, carrying things over to the car. "Yeah, I think one Bianca is enough," said Sam, chuckling. He wrapped his free arm around Roxanne's shoulder, not caring if John was watching. He felt Roxanne get closer to him, so Sam wrapped his arm around her tighter. He knew that she wanted to prevent herself from blowing the man to bits. And Sam would appreciate that as well. That is, if Roxanne doesn't beat Dean to it.
John hated all the love stuff that was going on with the boys, just glaring at the girls as they walked around. Dean trudged over to his dad, his bow legs very well visible. "Alright. This is how we're going to play this out. We're going to drive out of town, go to the next town, sit down in a diner, eat freaking hamburgers, and you're going to tell us everything. And I mean everything." Dean was about to walk off until John informed Dean that he doesn't have his truck, that he came here by bus. "Not my problem," said Dean, going back over to the driver's side of the Impala to Bianca. He wasn't getting in just yet.
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ
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Posted: Mon Jun 24, 2013 11:14 pm
╔═.♥.═ The girls were kind of glaring each other the whole time. It wasn't an angry glare like they hated each other. It was because they matched. When you're siblings and female? You don't want to match, man. It was cute as kids but when you get older, your clothes define you and right now? Their clothes meant that they were similar. Which they were but they didn't want their clothes to represent that. Girl problems. The girls usually never cared about how they dress considering the fact that they would most likely get blood on their clothes but they doubted that they'd get any actual work done today. Today was a 'find s**t out' type of day.
Bianca pouted slightly at Dean. The guy took a bus to see his sons..... No, actually, the guy took a bus to s**t on his sons and glare their women like they are hell spawns. Well, Roxanne could be considered a hell spawn but the blonde was a generally nice female once she warmed up to you. Bianca, on the other hand, just adapted her personality to whoever was around her. She was herself around Sam, Dean, and Roxanne but now she was kind of on the quiet side since she had recently grown the tendency to get really riled up. Bianca's pout wasn't because of John, though. Well, it kind of was. Bianca was pouting because the morning was going to fine with their cuddling and lovingness and now they were going to go to a diner to have a talk that will most likely boil a little bit of blood. Bianca gave Dean a light hug before getting into the backseat of the Impala. It was going to be a long day.
Roxanne's glare at John had the ability to melt faces. Roxanne was pretty sure that she could try that. Maybe she should open up that book again. Roxanne gave Sam's hand a little squeeze and gave him a hopeful smile which was really asking him for support because, let's face it, Roxanne didn't need much encouragement to lash out on John. She'd do it just to beat the guy around. After her smile, Roxanne got into the backseat of the car also and held onto her sister's hand while letting out a low whistle " Atleast the morning started off pretty well, right?" Bianca nodded, leaning on Roxanne slightly and watching the men outside of the car.
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 1:22 pm
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !! Dean returned Bianca's light hug, letting her slip away to head to the backseat of the Impala with her sister. Dean could understand why Bianca was trying to keep her avoidance on his dad. Hell, Dean wanted to escaped from the grasps of the man who ruined Dean. Just from the look that Dean had with John, Sam could tell that it wasn't Hell that ruined Dean. No, not Hell. Not even everything they been through. All the horror, all the killing, all the monsters. It was John Winchester. Sam knew that it was all the things that John did to Dean.
Dean heard John say that he was going to stead a car before they head out. He shoved his hands in his jacket pockets that he put on after taking from Bianca, just watching his dad as John was glancing around. Once John finally saw a car he was satisfied with, he glanced over at Dean, nodding slightly. Dean nodded back at his dad, almost like what they did way back then. Sam felt Roxanne's small squeeze on his hand, seeing the small smile on her face. He returned the small smile back to her, letting her go to the Impala to be with her sister. Sam walked over to beside Dean, watching their dad walk over to a car across the parking lot, being cautious. "You really trust him?" Sam asked Dean, still keeping his eyes on John.
Dean couldn't help but let out a soft scoff, shaking his head at his dad. His hands were still hanging out in his jacket pocket as the boys kept their gaze on their dad. "F*cker," muttered Dean about his dad, finally turning around, brushing past Sam to make his way to the other side of the Impala. Sam took a step back , grabbing the handle without look, seeing how his dad hijack the car. Once the sound of the engine was heard, Sam got inside the passenger side of the Impala, watching Dean turn on his baby. The sound of the Impala was heard, making a grin creep to Dean's lips. "Aw, man, listen to her purr," Dean said, looking over at Sam. Sam just was watching John pull out, sighing.
"Maybe we should just forget about the man," said Sam, looking over at his brother finally. The childish smile that was Dean's lips faded as Dean looked to the hood of the car, pulling the stick into D for Drive. "Dean, I'm serious. You know what he did to you when we were kids," said Sam. Dean quickly turned his head to Sam, his eyes telling him to shut about that. Mostly because the girls were within listening range. Of course they were. They were only behind them. But Sam continued, "You know what he was like, Dean. He's going to do it again. Verbally or physically beat you down." Dean just sighed, looking back to the road, following the car that John stole for his own purpose at the moment.
After a while, Dean muttered, "You should've seen him when he's drunk." Turning the knob on the radio, Dean could feel the bass of the song 'The Wreckoning' by Radiant-X, the song that didn't have any words, just epic guitar playing. It was great for Dean's likings. The guitar blasting, the bass vibrating the Impala, the song just pure catchy. Dean hung his elbow out the window, putting his sunglasses on his face, just ignoring the question and subject in general that Sam was trying to bring up. Just below the guitar, Sam tried to talk to Dean, but Dean just said, "Sorry! The music's too loud!" Looking over at Sam past the black rims of his glasses, Dean flashed a smile, his teeth beaming. Once back at the road, Dean warned Roxanne to not turn down the music. If she did, Dean would be pissed and he will lash it out on her. Not using fists like John does, but use his raised, angered voice that Dean Winchester is famous for.
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 2:10 pm
╔═.♥.═ Bianca was practically gripping the seat from the montage of memories from the previous day that lead up to her having to drive the Impala. Dean had better control of the thing. Bianca should never drive in tense conditions. Roxanne was really going turn the music down but Bianca gave her a pleading look. She didn't want any yelling. She was trying to grasp her mind around the fact that John was physically abusive.... out of all the s**t that the girls had learned about John, neither of them thought that he'd be abusive. Even if he was a s**t dad in many other ways, the abusive thing stuck with them. That really shouldn't have been mentioned, now they both seemed mad. Bianca was red faced, just there being all dark and brooding. Bianca couldn't seem really scary to men because she was short and cute and had the personality of a 5 year old going on 50. But to a girl, Bianca would seem like that one b***h who you'd hate and fear at the same time because you know that she will put a hurting on your a**. Bianca would be talking if she thought it was useless because of the music. So Bianca leaned on her sister, her eyes closed like she was asleep.
Roxanne was petting Bianca's head, feeling bad for the boys. She wanted to turn down that damn music so badly but she was not in the mood to have Dean yell at him. Any other day? She'd take on the challenge of his rage but, after seeing him beat the crap out of his own father, Roxanne didn't want any part of that rage for today. With Roxanne's free hand, she was playing with Sam's hair a bit. She only did it when she was bored or felt like annoying him while in the Impala. Any other hair playing times had ulterior motives. " This is going to be very bad!" she yelled over the music. " Don't forget to mention Adam in the conversation with your father! Never forget Adam"
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit |Ooc: That 'Never Forget Adam' is prefiguring xD
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Posted: Tue Jun 25, 2013 9:39 pm
  ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !!  Dean saw the girls in the back seat together, seeing how angry they were about Dean's dad. It was clear on their faces of the rage inside their stomach. They didn't like what they heard. Well, now the family reunion just gotten even more. Sam felt a bit bad for Dean, how he had to grow up in such a family care. He was always treated special, always hearing, 'Watch out for Sammy' from Dean and his dad. While Sam was in the other room listening to music or playing with his toys, Sam never knew that Dean was getting abused. When Sam found out that Dean got hit when Sam ran away for college, he regretted it ever since. Not because of Jessica, not because of college and the education, but because Dean had to be there to see John's anger. To see John lash out. 'You should've seen him when he was drunk,' Dean just said a second ago, that was something worse for Sam.
Angry enough already, Sam knew his answer for what he had for John. He was going to tell him that he's glad he's alive, they can use another soldier for the war that is going on, but John is going to have to survive on his own. Sam isn't going to let his brother take up with John's crap again. Sam looked at the stolen car in front of the Impala, biting down on his bottom lip. Why were they following John? Why can't they just get off road and ditch his a**? Because, for all the hate that Dean has on his dad, Dean can't bring himself to leave him. Sam knew this. He can tell just by look at Dean's eyes. Dean is and forever will be loyal to John, because he grew up doing so.
Dean felt the drum's vibration on his hands through the wheel, because the song changed into something else. Line of Blood by Ty Stone. Sam didn't find the drowning out everyone else out by rock music flattering. Dean liked the classic rock, though Sam isn't too into that. Dean had this thing about rock music, because John would listen to it all the time, making it grow onto Dean. Sam listened to the songs too many times, finding it just annoying now. Although the recent songs that Dean has is new.
Once John pulled over, Dean turned his wheel with one hand, his elbow still hanging out the window, into a sharp right, pulling up to the parking lot left of his dad. This diner seemed to have only a few people inside. Good enough for John. As John got out, looking at Sam through the window, Dean warned everyone, "Don't tell him about Adam yet. I will tell him in private eventually. I don't want to see what his reaction would be with you guys. I'll handle it." John walked inside, going to reserve a booth for them all. Sam put a hand to Dean's chest before he could get out, stopping his brother. Dean grabbed the door handle but stopped when Sam's giant hand was on his chest, turning his confused eyes over to Sam.
"You don't have to do that alone, Dean. Not with what he could do to you," said Sam, warning Dean. Sam honestly didn't care what Dean said, he wasn't going to do that alone. But with the stubbornness that Dean wears constantly, Sam might not have a good chance. Neither would the girls. Sam also knew that if they did tell John without Dean's say so, they were going to get an earful from Dean. Dean just shook his head, saying, "I can take care of myself, thanks." Again, before Dean could leave, Sam put his hands on Dean's chest, yet this time Sam gripped Dean's shirt to make sure he wouldn't try to slip away. Dean turned his attention back over to Sam, the lines on his forehead showing that Dean was angry.
"No, you can't. And you know what? You're the only one who thinks you should have to. You don't have to handle this on your own, Dean, no one can," said Sam, slowly letting go of Dean's black shirt, leaving the crinkle on the cotton clothing. Dean just let out a soft sigh, glancing at John through the diner's window, seeing him scan the menu over with his usual, angry looking expression. Dean looked back at the three, shaking his head - basically telling to not tell John about Adam. Dean wasn't doing this for attention, or to be the number soldier, he was just worried about Bianca and Roxanne. John wouldn't hesitate to do something to them.
Dean got out of the Impala, stepping out of the way to shut the door. Once the door was shut, Sam glanced over at the girls, repeating what Dean did. Looking at the building, Sam saw that John saw them exit the car, making their way inside. Sam put an arm around Roxanne's shoulder, holding her close to him, knowing that she still had an urge to murder John, and that urge grew after the recent news. Dean locked his fingers with Bianca, giving her a small smile before opening the door for her. John leaned back in his booth, not liking this newfound relationship the boys were so opened with. "You know, you'll get your girls killed that way if you keep showing them off," said John, warning the brothers. Sam let Roxanne slip inside the booth first, across from John. Sam knew that Bianca should be beside her sister, so Sam let Bianca take the seat next to Roxanne. Sitting on the edge, Sam watched as the three of them tried to fit one side of the booth while John had one all to himself. Still not feeling the need to be so close to his undead dad, Dean pulled up a chair at the end of the table, sitting down in it.
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 7:36 am
╔═.♥.═ The girls just listened the Dean silently. Honestly, if they said anything right now it probably wouldn't be good. They were just mad. And ontop of their anger, Dean won't let them say anything about Adam. Bianca sure as hell wouldn't say it because she wasn't even there when it happened. So the Adam news was all on Roxanne,Sam, and Dean. And knowing Roxanne, she might just say it too tick John off. She'd take the chances of whatever the hell John would do to her. And once they were all in the diner, the girls almost laughed at what John said. Hadn't they already come close enough on several occasions? The girls weren't like the boys. The boys die and come back. The girls? They just go to the edge and swing right back around.
Roxanne didn't appreciate being the one sitting across from John. She was gripping the hem of her shirt under the table, self control was a must right now. So she stared at the guy. It was a blank stare but that hint of anger was still on her face. It wasn't even like she was looking at him, she was looking through him and that was almost chilling. That Roxanne was so worried that she'd loose control that she was acknowledging the guy out of politeness but generally wasn't paying any attention to what was going on. Roxanne gave John a smile. It was fake, strained. Even the smiles she gave Sam were a lot warmer and fuzzier than that. The smiles she gave Bianca when she was sassy was warmer than that. It was another silent time for the girls.
Bianca glanced at her sister before glancing at Sam, seeing how he was on the edge. She pouted slightly at him before staring down at the table, watching her sister out of the corner of her eyes. Bianca grabbed her fork off the table since she already ate and gave it to Roxanne. Seeing her sister nod slowly, Roxanne moved her hand with the fork under the table and just kept it there. Eh, the girls were weird. Yet Bianca felt the need to explain to her sister's fiancé the reason why the blonde was given a piece of pointy silverware. So Bianca whispered to Sam. " Stabs her thigh when she gets close..." it was a nice obedience trick that the girls learned from a movie. Were they ashamed of their weirdness? Hell no. In retrospect, the two had really cut down on their overall weird factor. It was just the silence that the girls had that gave off their aura of awkwardness and weirdness.
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit |Ooc:
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 5:26 pm
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !! Sam glanced over, seeing how Bianca was hinting in a not so discreetly to a fork. A fork, something sharp while his dad whom they hate is sitting across the table. So, the metal was slipped to under the table, where the brothers can't see what they are doing. Not even John, who was already sipping his cup of whatever he was drinking. Looked like Coke. John let out a sigh after drinking, saying without looking at the girls, "That won't be necessary." Turning his green eyes, similar to the two brothers, he told them, "I'm not here to piss you off, though it's fun to watch you squirm." Dean turned his eyes over to Roxanne, shaking his head. He knew that whatever comes out of John's mouth was a surefire way to get Roxanne off her a** and stab John in the neck with the fork. Even if it's used to keep her still.
Once Dean's gaze was back at his dad, a waitress walked over to them, asking for their order. Acting as if there was no tension, John ordered himself some food. A burger, something that Dean always orders. And it was very familiar to what Dean likes because Dean muttered, "I'll have the same." Sam knew that the tension wasn't going to lower if he didn't order something, so Sam asked for a salad, hearing his dad let out a low scoff. After the girls order, the waitress walked off, muttering about what a family they are, basically insulting John's attitude. Dean had to do his best to hide his smirk from that, just finding it that amusing. Other people can still see what an a** of a dad John Winchester is.
John linked his finger together, putting his hand on the table in front of him as he looked at all the angry glares thrown his way. Not caring about them, he grabbed his drink, sipping it some more. Once it was placed back down, John asked, "Do you think it's going to rain?" Angry, needing to lash out, Dean slammed his hand against the cup that John had, sending it to fly off the table. Once the drink was spilled all over the floor, John sighed angrily. "I don't think the staff will be so happy to clean that mess up, Dean. Like I have to clean up the mess you spilled on the world," said John, glaring at his eldest son, the one who has always been loyal. But the sight of the rage inside Dean made John back down, his expression soften.
Dean was surely confused when John was so calm after a second. That was so unlike John Winchester. It made Dean glance over at Sam, seeing in his brother's eyes that Sam noticed the sudden surrender. As the waitress cleaned the mess, trying her best to avoid being hit by any more flying cups. Dean glanced over at the woman, seeing how nervous she was to be so close to the Winchester, worrying about getting hurt. Dean sighed softly, getting off the chair, grabbing the woman's hand, the one with the rag. The woman flinched slightly, the thought of a cup hitting her kicking in until she saw that it was only the man. Dean grabbed the rage from her hands, telling her, "I got it. It's my mess, I can clean it up." The woman looked at the rag that was in Dean's hand before at his green eyes, nodding with a small smile.
Dean wasn't being flirty, wasn't trying to hit on her, just assuring her that Dean wouldn't hurt her. When the waitress walked off to get the other drinks, Dean started to soak up the spilled drink with the wet rag. Once it was all picked up, John adverted his eyes from anyone, knowing that people would be more pissed at him. Dean set the dirty rag on the counter across the diner, smiling softly at the woman from earlier as she filled up the other cups. Walking off, Dean placed himself back down on the chair, looking at his dad as he noticed a nod of approval. "So, I guess I didn't break you completely," said John, smiling almost. Dean was quite confused, wondering what John was talking about, though he knew full well what was going on with John's head.
John explained to Dean, also wanting the other to listen as he said, "You were eight years old.. It was a case unlike others, I had to go out, you had to stay home, watch out for your brother. And normally when I tell you this, you'd forget a rule, and I'd had to stern talk you.. One day, you finally had it all correct. Not only the rules, but then you explained what you going to do to that monster if he tries to hurt your brother. If they tried to hurt Sam." Dean swallowed, seeing how hopeless John's expression was now, how he looked like he regretted it. "And I knew it, Dean. I knew that you were going to be broken at one point in your life, going to be a brutal warrior yourself." Dean's eyes twitched everywhere but the eyes that were on him now, knowing that Sam looked over at Dean.
Getting up, Dean left the diner, walking past the Impala, going to the side of the building. John sighed softly, seeing Sam's shocked face back on him. "Dean only outsmarts Dean. He doesn't know himself. Look. Outside, lots of pretty colors. Tricks and treats. Inside, darkness. Confusion. Dean." Sam looked over to the girls, wanting to see their features, but most importantly, Sam didn't want to show John his shocked face, his upset face that John actually saw the true colors of Dean.
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 6:14 pm
╔═.♥.═ Bianca, who honestly didn't cared about people seeing her expressions, looked at Sam with shock. Bianca looked at her sister, to see if Roxanne was as shocked at how John was able to do that, at how John actually knew his son. But there was nothing on the sister's face. There was about four tiny dark spots on her thigh and Bianca already knew that Roxanne nicked herself at least once. " Okay, is that just your general poker face or did that not just get to you?" Bianca didn't care about John. She'd let John know that the witch was acting a semi-parent to his son and had been doing a good job at it. Besides that one time when Roxanne slapped him but that was a long time ago. Yeah, she knew that Dean had some internal issues that she always tried to help with but knew that she wasn't doing any good, that he was just going to ignore her. But she could tell that Sam was shocked also, Roxanne was just sitting there like none of that bothered her. Although, the bleeding holes disagreed.
Roxanne looked at the two at the table. The two that were actually her family. " It's not like I didn't know things along the general concept of Dean's inner darkness..... Not really surprised that John was able to do that". she looked at John and shrugged. He was going to screw with someone, she expected it to be Sam but Dean was an easy target also. Roxanne sighed, looking down at her leg and clucking her tongue. Well she wasn't going to be okay with the fact that Dean left so she glanced around before slowly sliding down lower into the booth like the anti social turtle that she once was. She hadn't had one of these moments in a while. Not that she enjoyed moments when Dean seemed at a low, she just hadn't had a decent and deep conversation since...well, since Michael happened when Dean called Roxanne out on her pregnancy lies. So, yeah, it was time for one of these. He needed someone, right? And Roxanne just wanted to wiggle herself out of this situation since she already stabbed herself with the fork to refrain from stabbing the man across from her. " If you can excuse me" she said before she was gone.
Bianca had watched her sister awkwardly as the girl slid under the table. Are you serious? Was she trying to make herself look bad? Sure, they hated this man's guts but atleast they could put in the effort to show him that his sons hadn't made that bad of a choice by keeping the girls around and falling for them. But then Roxanne was gone, leaving Bianca and Sam with John. Bianca groaned and under her breath said "mommy alert". She didn't really expect anyone to hear that. Bianca didn't make any moves to fill up Roxanne's space across from John. She was comfortable where she was, even if Sam and his gigantor self was on the edge. Bianca even fought her urge to shrink again Sam since two layers of her protection had managed to disappear because of John. So Bianca stared at Sam with her big eyes, before looking down at her lap. John managed to chastise Bianca without even saying anything to her.
Roxanne poofed up next to Dean, arms folded against her chest. " Don't you just love our family?" she said sarcastically. She moved her arms to cover her leg holes. She wasn't going to heal it, it was just a booboo. Still, she didn't want that getting in the way. She didn't even ask Dean if he was okay, if he wasn't he wouldn't have left. " So... Do you want to vent? You know I'm all about taking your s**t so you can just vent at me, maybe throw a punch or two if you feel like it". Roxanne wasn't serious about the punching thing because she wouldn't heal that either and Bianca would probably s**t bricks over it. But, eh, if he wanted to take the opportunity then he could. " I had to leave or else I would of said the wrong thing. Bianca's got a lot more control over her mouth than I do so...yeah. And it's been a while since you and I actually had a talk so, I'm all ears if you're willing. Or we could just walk in silence as you contemplate the words of your father. Either is okay with me as long as I'm with you for support."
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit |Ooc: Oh ho, yes. Look at this s**t. Just ******** look at it. It's beautiful with it's many words.
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 9:24 pm
ONCE I ROSE ◞ !ABOVE⇡ THE NOISE AND CON➠FUSION
「JUST TO : get a ❛GLIMPSE BEYONDxxx ⊰ ███ this » ⇡LLUS⇡ON
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ xxxx ɪ ᴡᴀs sᴏᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜɪɢʜᴇʀ （☠）ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ғʟᴇᴡ ᴛᴏᴏ ʜɪɢʜ
THOUGH ⇡MY´ EYES❞COULD ◣SEE◥ I STILL WAS A BLI➸ND MAN ▪▪ ↻
↓THOUGH MY MIND CO➠ULD TH⇡NK｀✦◟i still was : A MAD MAN !! Dean turned his head at the sound of a whoosh, expecting Castiel for the familiar noise. But nope, it was Roxanne. Though, he had to say, he was a bit disappointed. Yet, he didn't let it show, just listen to Roxanne's rant as to what she could do to cheer him up. "Seriously? Punch you in the face?" he asked, a bit offended. Did she really think that Dean was seriously going to do that. "I'm some freak who goes around, hurting people, Roxanne!" he let out, sighing afterwards, stepping back. He shoved his hands in his jacket pockets, looking down to the ground. Scoffing, he said, "Why the sudden heart in my dad? Saying that he knows me. Whatever he said wasn't even accurate at all," fibbed Dean, Dean not even knowing that he lied.
Kicking a rock, Dean lowered his head, playing what happened in the diner through his head. How his dad was trying to have a heart to heart conversation with Dean, actually telling Dean that he worries about his son, even at a young age. Then the poor b*****d should've been easy on him. "You know, when I was sixteen, Sam was in the car and we chased out a skin walker. And we eventually got the damn thing, burned the living hell outta it. As I'm watching it burn up to flames, I realized something." Looking at Roxanne, Dean scoffed slightly, "I was sixteen years old. A lot of kids that age would've been worrying about pimples, prom date, stuff like that. While I'm burning a skin walker. Something that no one thinks about. Something that no one believes exists." Dean rubbed the back of his neck, brushing past Roxanne to walk slightly. Not too far, just a few feet.
Sam watched as his fiancé leave, just covering her wound from the fork stabbing. He sighed at that, not liking what Roxanne was doing. How she was doing that to prevent her anger. Honestly, it was stupid. He didn't see anything in it. But he kept those thought to himself, turning his attention back over to John. John sighed softly, looking at the two people in front of him. Sam stayed quiet as food was placed in front of them, Sam just giving the woman a nice smile. Once the waitress was gone, Sam grabbed his fork, digging it in his salad.
CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON ◣ ✖ ◥
THERE*BE*PE▲CE WH➸EN ( ☠ ) y o u xx a r e xx d o n e ↺ ⊱
Lay your weary HEAD↓ to - - restxxxx
DON*T YOU CRY ┊ 【no more】
MASQUERADING xxx AS xxx A xxx MAN xxx WITH xxx A xxx REASON
MY CHA ██ RADE IS! THE⋙ ( event of the s e a s o n )
( ↺ ) a n d x i f x i x c l a i m ■■ T↺ BE A WISE MAN ＇!WELL
ɪᴛ x sᴜʀᴇʟʏ x ᴍᴇᴀɴs x ᴛʜᴀᴛ x ɪ x ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ x ᴋɴᴏᴡ
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Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2013 10:31 pm
╔═.♥.═ Roxanne put her fingers in her belt loops and said. " It's a joke, Dean." Okay, so maybe a form of abusive wasn't the correct joke for the moment. Considering what she had just learned about John and the whole skinwalker thing that they just got over with Bianca. Roxanne let Dean talk, she'd wait until he was finished to say something. " You know that you're lying to yourself, right? " she said, looking down at the ground." About what your dad said....Dean, I remember being in your head. I remember that whole 'you're your own worst nightmare' thing. We were in your head. That was how you felt about yourself. How you look in the mirror and hate what you see.... " Roxanne suddenly felt uncomfortable about this. She was practically telling him how he felt. Like she was him. Roxanne quieted down a bit, rubbing her arm. She didn't want this conversation to go south. " I don't want you to be mad at me for telling you these things. I came out here to see if you're okay since that's what I usually do or atleast try to do. Bianca probably would have come but Bianca is the type of person who talks to you and tells you what you want to hear to make you feel better, i'm not Bianca. I do not want to be Bianca. I know that you hate yourself, Dean. It's kind of obvious even if you hide it or don't realize it yourself. " Roxanne sighed. " And as for the hunting? That was your life, you didn't deserve to be thrown into that. You were given the responsibility of someone else's life at a young age. Most 16 year old boys didn't have to worry about saving their brother's life, they had to worry about beating the snot out of whoever bullied their brother. You were pushed into a s**t life and you're still in it." Roxanne felt like she wasn't helping at all so she just gripped her hair and let out a frustrated groan. " I'm not helping at all, am I? I don't feel like i'm helping." Roxanne looked up at Dean, finally, no longer having interest in the ground. " Okay, maybe your dad suddenly had the change of heart for a reason, you know? He dies and when he comes back, he hears how bad things have been for his boys. He wants to change, maybe? Help? And it's kind of hard for him?" Roxanne shook her head. " That sounds like a plot for a sitcom. Screw it, I regret trying to help. I probably made s**t worse, your girlfriend should have came...."
Bianca had ordered a salad and silently picked at it, not being all that hungry. She didn't like the awkward and silent feeling. Seriously, she was so used to atleast some type of conversation when they were eating. Even if it was about a new case, conversation was something. But Bianca didn't make any attempts to start a conversation. If it was just her and Sam? Sure, she'll just pop up a random question about life and the two could elaborate from there but Bianca didn't know what to say to make a conversation that could have John included in it. Well, there was a couple topics that she'd have to dance around. " So..... The apocalypse, huh..... that's something interesting to return to..."
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