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 Posted: Mon Aug 12, 2013 1:36 am
╔═.♥.═ The girls both let out heavy sighs of relief when Sam showed signs of life. The girls let Dean go to his brother, neither of them making a move. For some reason, they always did that. Dean was Sam's brother, they wouldn't feel right if they tried to go to Sam first. No matter how worried they were about Sam, Dean always went first. The girls stopped their brooding and smile at Sam. Those sick sympathetic smiles that they used whenever something bad happened and they were trying to be supportive. The smiles that were accompanied by a simultaneous and subtle head tilt. The two would be in sync no matter what, there was too many years of learning how each other reacts to certain things. " Hey" said Roxanne quietly." Meg snapped your neck" Bianca sighed, rubbing her palms on her pants. Sweaty palms, it only happen when she was nervous and she was never much of a hand holder anyway. She was only nervous because she just wanted Sam to breathe. she said, puffing her cheeks a little. " The basic message of everything is that the deadline is in effect, if you don't give in she'll keep paying visits" Roxanne concluded the explanation by saying. " But on the bright side you're breathing again!" Bianca nodded. "I might start having the nightmares again....your neck..the sound" Bianca shivered. The girls have been calling their nightmares 'The Nightmares' because they all had something in common; they were all based off of hunting and, in the end, somebody dies. Bianca wakes up screaming if it's really bad and Roxanne tosses around a lot.
Roxanne squinted her eyes slightly. " Is your...neck okay?" Neither girl knew how to act in this situation. It's not like he came back but surprise, they knew that he was coming back so they didn't know exactly how to approach the situation. Every other death had been sad and long lasting but this was just painful and quick. As soon as he died, he's alive again. How many girls got to say that they watched someone they love die and come back to life, huh? The girls were awkward, trying to avoid seeming nonchalant about this now that Sam was breathing again. Bianca had to say this. " I don't think there's much hope for another option anymore, you've got a deadline. Rather not waste your time hoping for something else to come along...." Roxanne looked at Bianca, it wasn't a glare but much more of a surprised look at what Bianca said. She usually did phrase things so...bluntly. Bianca mocked Roxanne's surprised expression before looking back at the two males. At least she was being honest. Wouldn't Sam rather spend the rest of his time with them rather than chasing after some loophole. " C'mon, we ended up doing that with Dean and it was just time wasted because there was nothing we could do about it" Bianca had a point there. She shrugged. Roxanne groaned. " Too much." she said, resting her head on her sister's shoulder. It was too much to deal with in one night. It was amazing how, not too long ago, Dean was the big deal. Now it was Sam. " You boys are going to be the end of me" she muttered, keeling over to the side and laying on the floor in fetus position.
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Posted: Tue Aug 13, 2013 8:17 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 felt Sam grip at his sleeve, tugging the fabric to where it felt like it was going to be stretched, but impossible with his jacket. Dean allowed his little brother do this, just keeping his green eyes over to the two girls when Bianca started to give up. Sam's head was near Dean's chest, mainly because Dean was trying to help Sam in sitting position but stopped when he heard the girls spoke. Dean lowered his gaze when Bianca admitted there was a deadline, one for Sam. Gee, what a way to make things so memorable. Dean looked down at the sweaty Sam who was still panting from the sudden death, his eyes glowering over at the two females as well. Sam knew this too, just from the way that Sam lowered his eyes from the two sisters to seem fascinated by the floorboards.
Sam knew what they had to do, and the way that his grip faltered on Dean's over jacket only made Dean more pissed. "Wha," Dean stuttered, letting go of his brother to help him up once again. Once Sam was sitting upright, he swayed a bit before leaning his back against the nearest wall, sighing heavily. "No," Dean said, trying to sound commanding, but his voice quavered at the thought of Lucifer possessing his little brother. Actually, Dean wasn't fond of the idea of shooting Sam through the portal to Hell. "I am not sending Sammy to H - E - double hockey pick with a pissed off arch angel crashing around inside his head!" Dean seemed to have found his voice in the middle of his sentence, but he still lacked the strength that he normally bellied. Sam looked away from his brother, just keeping his eyes glued to the front door, away from Dean.
Dean couldn't believe that everyone was giving up. Dean remembered that he lost faith in himself at the countdown of him going to Hell. He knew what Hell was like and he wasn't going to let Sammy go through it. "You guys can just take your lost hope and shove it down your throat until you find it again, because no one is going to Hell again." The topic was something that Dean, obviously, wasn't comfortable with. He endured with the pain of the pit and the nightmares are still there. The fact that Sam may have to go through that, possibly worse, is like taking a knife and stabbing Dean in the stomach. "I can't be in this room," Dean quietly admitted, locking his jaw. "I'm gonna check up on Bobby." Dean only said Bobby, something that Sam noticed. Not Bobby and John. Yeah, Dean is going to check on John, but he didn't care about the damn b*****d enough as Bobby.
When Dean was out of earshot, his heavy boots pounding against the old, wooden staircase as he jogged his way to the second floor, Sam turned his eyes to the girls. "I know he said that we're not going to do it..." Sam felt really hesitate about this, plus his breath was still taken apart from him since he woke up. "But, Bianca's right. I have a dead line. A lot of people got hurt because of this damn apocalypse and it's all my fault. I let Lucifer out two times. The first time I was manipulated.. The second time? I was forced. But it's still on me. But if we go through with this... I can't let you guys open the gates, okay? Lucifer's an archangel and I don't know how far he's willing to take this so if he says blink, I suggest you blink." Sam licked the base of his lips, taking a deep breath, although it sounded a little wheezy.
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 Aug 13, 2013 10:27 pm
╔═.♥.═ Neither of the girls looked at Den or even tried to contradict him. They knew that Sam would be going to hell just like Dean did and neither of them wanted to think about how it would be for Sam down there. Dean was the only one who truly knew what it was like. Of course he wouldn't be able to give up, to just send his little brother down there. It wasn't fair that he had to but there really seemed like there was nothing that they could do at this point. Bianca remained seated and Roxanne remained laying in her fetus position as Dean spoke. It made them feel horrible that they already gave up. Roxanne didn't want to give up. Quite frankly, no one really wanted to give up but there was nothing else, right? It wasn't easy on the girls either. Roxanne was loosing her freaking husband. Not even her official husband since they never got to marry. Bianca's loosing one of the greatest men she's ever met. She'd freaking idolize him if she was into that type of mentor type of relationship. He beat up Alec for her! They were werewolves together! She was the first to see the pokemon ball with the engagement ring! They didn't want to let him go either but they were tired of having false hope and having s**t like this happen in order to get him to say yes. Dean should be tired of it too! Last time Lisa and Ben got involved! But neither of the girls even opened their mouth to say any of this to him, to try to get him to be reasonable about this. They watched him leave, listened to his footsteps going up the stairs. It didn't bother them that he only said Bobby, they would have only said Bobby. Although, John was nice enough not to say anything mean to them over the past couple days.
The girls looked over at Sam when he spoke. Even Sam had fully come to grips with what he had to do. He took complete responsibility for this and he'd do anything, even sacrifice his life, to fix it. Roxanne sat up and the girls crawled closer to Sam, Roxanne sitting next to him and leaning on the wall, holding on to one of his hands with hers. Bianca sat in front of the two, her face suddenly growing quite sad. " I, uh, I honestly don't think Lucifer would hurt Roxy." said Bianca, looking at Roxanne with a shrug. " You've got to at least promise Sam that you won't-" " I-I won't. I swear" That could complicate getting Lucifer into the cage. Bianca sighed, tucking some hair behind her ear and looking at Sam. " W-We've still got some time, alright? It'll take Dean a little longer to come around but he'll understand it when the time comes". Bianca was surprised at how easily Roxanne accepted this situation. Part of the blonde knew that it would come to this. She didn't talk much, only held on to Sam's hand and looked down at her lap. "Roxy...?" asked Bianca slowly. Roxanne picked her head up and arched a brow. " I'm fine. I'm just thinking." Roxanne breathed heavily, eyes moving between the two before settling on Bianca. " Just...Remember when we went to the future? Lucifer could have killed us then, made it a lot easier for himself. It would have left Sam alone and vulnerable and he wouldn't have had to keep a witch and her adorable baby around with him. He was actually....nice. He didn't seem mean or anything and-" " It's because of Sam. If he was in any other body, you would have been pissed at how nice he was." Bianca looked at Sam. " But on the bright side, at least you can find comfort in the fact that Lucifer can't be completely bad. He took care of Roxanne she seemed pretty fine. A little bitchy but she looked perfectly fine." Bianca was only trying to lighten the mood for the couple. She was the one that ever so bluntly mentioned that there was no longer any hope.
Roxanne smiled. She just felt like smiling. There was no use in being mopey before her said yes, that wouldn't be fun. " I'm not happy that you have to do this, I just don't want to be sad about it right now. I'll have enough time to be sad after you say yes and get him back where he belongs" Sometimes Roxanne felt bad for Lucifer. He didn't seem that bad of a person in the future. Then again, she was loosing Sam because of him and that didn't exactly put him on her favorites list. " We have faith in you, Sammy" she breathed rather ruefully. Bianca groaned. " Okay, you two? You two enjoy the rest of this time. Go out on dates. I can buy a ******** camera for you two to takes pictures if you want." Bianca smiled. " Maybe Roxanne will hole herself up somewhere with a normal life and eventually die of a coronary and meet you in Hell". Bianca winked at Roxanne, getting a grin from her sister. " Yay! Just hang in there Sam, give it a good 60 years, I'll bust my way into the pit and save you." The girls giggled, looking at Sam. " Does this make you feel better? That we're able to joke about this?" Well, Roxanne wasn't happy enough to make him feel better before everything that just happened and now she was feeling good enough to try. " Sammy" whined Bianca, fanning her face a little. " I'm going to say it, I'm just going to say it now. I love you, man. In a platonic and sisterly way but it's still love and I just.....Gah!" Bianca hugged Sam quickly before letting go and going back to her perch in front of the two. " S-Sorry. I just want you to know that." Roxanne whimpered, pouting. She refused to cry but that was so cute in her opinion. Especially because Bianca was comfortable enough to say that to Sam now. She wasn't able to say it to anyone except Roxanne in their careless way before they met the boys and now she could say it. " See, Sam, we're okay for now. Not crying and being mopey!" That was all that mattered to the girls for now. Just keeping themselves together until after they loose Sam. They were strong enough to try to help Dean find another way and they'd be strong enough not to bring Sam down as of now.
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 3:31 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 !! Sam shook his head when the girls were trying to cheer him up, though he knew it was impossible at this point. All the fight that they weren't through and they were just willing to bend over and give up. Sam as determined at the beginning of this fight to not give up and just let the demons take their offer and shove it up their asses. But obviously, that's not going to happen anytime soon. Sam believed that Meg was just going to take him again and dig a knife inside of him. Nope. She found out a new torture. Kill Sam over and over again until he says yes. Sam wanted to say yes, but then again he doesn't. Only to make the deadline be dead on, huh? Sure, when being killed, it was quick and over with, but the pain still hurts. Sam felt Roxanne grab his hand and Sam allowed her, linking his fingers with her.
Sam couldn't agree with the girls when they explained about the whole future mojo. He left at the time and they were sent to the future without him and got to see what was going to happen if he says yes. Lucifer would take over the world, destroy it, and make sure that no one remains alive. There are very few humans left, and somehow Chuck is one of them. Apparently, Dean and Bianca are more close and can't be separable. Then there was Sam and Roxanne, and the little daughter Mary. Mary was the one thing that bothered Sam the most. How could they even tell that it's Sam's and not Lucifer. Yeah, Lucifer probably used Sam's body, but the fact that it's Lucifer's subconscious, it was disturbing. Plus, there was blood on her dress which only made Sam cringed some more when he heard this story.
"You're wrong, guys," Sam whispered, not really wanting to crush their hopes about Lucifer actually being a good guy. But they needed to hear the truth. "Lucifer is a bad guy, who kills for a living. He tortures soul in Hell, and he made our daughter kill an ... animal in the future." Sam glanced over at Roxanne, looking like he wanted them to understand how dangerous this arch angel is. Hell, how dangerous and so cocky ego arch angels are. "I'm sorry, but I'm wakin' up and smellin' the roses, and I see that Lucifer is a bad man." Sam let out a heavy sigh but then his attention narrowed on the stairs when he heard more boots hitting against it, but the sound becoming louder.
"C'mon, quite yer whinin', John," Bobby gruffed in his dark, intense, and natural voice. It was Dean first, Bobby, then John following. John was complaining about how he let the demons get the drop on him. "Well, you were underground for 'bout a few years," commented Dean, giving the girls an eyeroll for John to make them feel a bit better. All the men didn't stop in front of Sam, since Bobby and John didn't know what happened. Dean didn't plan on telling them because he didn't want them to go all crazy on Sam and bomb him with questions about Lucifer. If they ask so much question, they may pick up that all three of them were close to giving up.
Dean was leading the two men into the kitchen for their shot of whiskey, or whatever alcohol that this place consumes. "So you have no idea what happened?" John asked, shoving his hands in his pockets. Dean nodded, and ever so brilliantly. Because of his many years of lying and posing as a job that he doesn't have, he tended to pick up on acting. Plus, Dean has a few years on John ever since he gone to Hell, so John can't tell if Dean is actually fibbing. "S’what I said," pressed Dean, grabbing three shot glasses, "... the hell d'ya' think I'm doin', lyin'? Far be for me to not miss a great moment 'cause demons are on my case, yeah?" John just rolled his eyes at his son and grabbed one of the shot glasses that Dean was holding up with a grin.
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: Thu Aug 15, 2013 2:46 pm
╔═.♥.═ " We don't know if it was an animal of now...."said Roxanne quietly. Bianca sighed. " Roxanne, she had blood on her dress and the first thing she said to Lucifer was that it wasn't hers so he didn't have to worry. " Roxanne arched a brow at Bianca." A lot of people were dying in that specific moment, maybe she just got someone else's blood on her. Did she look like a child that could harm anything? ." Bianca was surprised at how defense Roxanne had gotten about the girl. No matter what, that was Roxanne's daughter. Even if she would have her, at least she met her and that was as close as she'd get right now to having a daughter. Roxanne didn't say much more, she wasn't going to defend Lucifer but she was just trying to keep and open mind to him. Bianca was right, it was only because he was in Sam at the time. There was no use in thinking or talking about it. It was a stupid notion anyway. The girls only nodded in agreement with Sam. Lucifer was a bad man, he was taking Sam away from them. That put him on their black list regardless of any technical details that could be used to defend him.
The girls sat in silence at the sound of the men approaching. Seeing them pass Sam was a bit of a relief, letting the girls know that Dean didn't exactly tell them about Sam's death yet. The girls couldn't tell Bobby that they were already giving up, they just couldn't tell him that. Now, if he said it first? That's completely different but they wouldn't look him in the eye and say that they have finally given up and were willing to let Sam go when the time comes. They were tired, man. Tired of all the demons, they couldn't go through seeing Sam get killed over and over like they had done with Dean. They managed to handle Dean's deaths because they needed to figure out why he was dying at the time. And, in the end, both Dean and Bianca ended up dead for quite some time and Roxanne and Sam had to live with that burden. At the memory of all of this, Roxanne gripped Sam's hand a little tighter without actually meaning to. Sam's going to say yes and that'll be it. If he can't get Lucifer into the cage then Lucifer will raise hell on the planet and they'd be done for. Dean and Bianca would probably throw themselves into getting Lucifer into the cage and god knows what Roxanne would do. Lucifer had said whatever details they altered, they would always end up there. There being the future, that is. Maybe if all of this goes well? Bianca and Dean can hole themselves up somewhere. That's what Roxanne was going to do.
"Roxanne" Bianca whispered, waiting to get her sister's attention before continuing. Once Roxanne looked up, Bianca continued. " You were staring at the wall and seriously just went through, like, five expressions in twenty seconds. Also..." Bianca pointed at Roxanne and Sam's hands, making Roxanne laugh nervously and let go of Sam's hand completely. Bianca grinned, patting her lap. " Well, I think I've had enough. I'm going to get a beer and disappear to contemplate on what's about to become of my life. Roxy, shall you join me?" " Depends on the venue?" " Outside. In a car that may or may not be where I run off to" Roxanne shrugged. " Yeah, sure, why not." Bianca got up off the floor and made her way into the kitchen." Don't mind me" she said, getting two beers and stopping her departure to get a good look at Bobby. " You're okay? You're okay." She answered a lot of her own questions when it came to Bobby, just because he wouldn't be in there if he wasn't okay. The girl exited the kitchen and returned to her sister, nudging her head towards the door in a 'follow me' type of way. Roxanne kissed Sam on the cheek and messed with his hair a little. " Call me if you need me" she said, getting up and following her sister out of the house.
The car Bianca hid in was actually quite cool for a junkyard car. Specifically because Bianca seemed to be hoarding items in the car. The car, like every other car on the lot except for the truck and Impala, was missing a few valuable parts like an engine and the wheels and the upholstery was going a little crazy but Bianca liked it. Whatever books Bianca had pretended to read during her solitude was in this car and she'd kindly tell Bobby where the location of his books were since she was speaking now. The girls sipped their beer in silence as Roxanne rummaged around through Bianca's items. " Bianca, this is my book with all my witch stuff..." Bianca nodded sipping her beer. " Yeah...It is indeed" Psh, it's not like Bianca stole it. She borrowed it!
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 11:01 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 looked down at his and Roxanne's hands that were clinging onto each other,. I wasn't just Roxanne. Sam was doing a fair of this share. But either way, Roxanne pulled her hand away. Great. Sam sighed softly and watched as the girls got up to leave, leaving Sam alone in the hallway. Looking down each sides of the hallway, Sam noticed that he was for sure alone, besides the three men drinking away in the kitchen, but Sam was literally just by himself at the moment. Bobby always drinks, so it wasn't a shock, Dean was trying to distract his dad and Bobby from wondering about what the hell happened and just hope that they forget. Then John is drinking because he's a drinker as well. Dean and Sam knows that very well that their dad is a drinker.
Dean laughed with the two men in the kitchen, tapping their shot glasses together in cheers. Though it wasn't a time for playing around, Dean wanted to make sure that the guys have a good time before the apocalypse happen. Dean wouldn't let his brother go through with saying yes to Lucifer just because of the world who can't take care of themselves. Why do they have to save the world? Why can't someone else do it? Dean was just tired. He'd rather go down swinging and partying rather than get on his knees and beg.
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It's been a month since the neck turn of Sam's happened from Meg. The deadline that Lucifer concluded when he will jump Sam's bones was coming closer. Dean was in line with Bianca at some random fast food place to grab some food to take back at Bobby's. Bobby and John decided to go out and take on a case together once again while leaving Sam and Roxanne alone. Dean didn't want to leave them alone because of the whole 'the world is gonna end, let's have sex' thing. It's Dean's pick up line and his only. Someone cut in front of him, actually not being discreet about it, like as if he didn't care. But Dean wasn't going to have any of his bull. "Dude, can you get to the back of the line? Don't need to be a d**k, ya know?" But there were no response. Dean couldn't help but glance at the two women by him. They were both friends because they kept talking and giggling. The man and one of the women were married, comparing from the way they have matching wedding rings.
Although, something was off. Dean could smell the cologne that the man was wearing on the friend, finding that it's an affair. "Well, whatever, at least I won't tell your wife that you are cheating on her," said Dean. The man turned, even the girls who stopped laughing. "Your ring, you don't wash it as much as your wife, meaning that you find it unhappy. So, you take chances on the friend. You are wearing cologne that your wife's friend is wearing so I guess you could say that she just dropped in for a visit," remarked Dean. The wife scoffed and said that whatever he's saying wasn't true. "Oh, you're right. I suppose that your friend here came over to clean the floor boards, judging by her knees." Dean grinned, hearing others try to hold in a laugh.
Sam was in the living room, moping, trying to figure out what the hell he could do.
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: Sat Aug 17, 2013 12:34 am
╔═.♥.═ Bianca waited in line with Dean. The past month of her life had been....different. Not in a bad way but not in a good way either. It was rarely good with their lives anyway. She had spent the last month not knowing how to approach the topic of the deadline that was descending upon them. It had already been a month! A month spent suddenly feeling the need to smother Sam and fighting back her urges, a month spent doing stuff with Dean like getting food, a month spent running off to her car nightly with her sister to destroy their livers and talk about what had actually been bothering them that day. I was a cool thing and if Dean ever mentioned it, Bianca would shrug it off. Call it 'sister time' since the two girls may be spending a lot more time together in the near future. Bianca just didn't want it to be like before they met the boys. It was a sweet thing but they were grown woman being fully dependent on each other. Bianca loved depending on her sister but she was older now, even if it wasn't by much, and she had already become used to being semi-independent. Bianca was about to rage when the guy cut into the line in front of them. Bianca never liked when people did that. Ever since she was smaller, you don't just cut the line. If you're pregnant? Sure, standing while having your stomach contain a small person can get tiresome. If you're old? Like 'need-a-walker-old'? Then that was an exception too! If it was the bathroom line and you had little kids with you who couldn't hold it? That was fine. Either it was just Bianca's good moral's that let people skip her or maybe they'd ask and let their predicament show. But not this guy, no, he didn't even ask and that wasn't about to fly with Bianca. She wasn't beyond making a scene in public and she was ready to do it when Dean spoke up. Well, he stated it a lot nicer than Bianca would have.
Bianca listened to Dean's observations and suddenly paid more attention. How the hell did he notice stuff like that? Well, he was a really good hunter after all. Bianca would so get cheated on, she didn't notice anything when she was thinking. Unlike the other people who were trying to hold in their laughs, Bianca whacked Dean's arm gently, giving him and incredulous look even though you could see the smile that she was trying to suppress. He probably just wrecked a home and a friendship depending on how tolerant these people were. Yet, Bianca couldn't bring herself to feel any sort of remorse for the man, he cut in front of her, he should burn in the fiery pits of Mount Doom. Bianca watched as the wife's face contorted from disgust at Dean's accusations to anger at the man that she had committed herself to before God. Now, Bianca felt bad for her. She had married this guy and he was complete scum and she was oblivious to it. What type of friend fools around with her friend's husband? A slut with now dignity, that's who. Or someone who was having sex withdrawals. The three, all of them, had thoroughly been embarrassed in different ways and left the premises to handle their unearthed business. Bianca looked up at Dean. " You're horrible, you know that?" now she was grinning. Okay, she gets mad when people skip her in line but she wouldn't do something like that. " Poor girl" said Bianca, stepping up with Dean in line. Bianca looked up at Dean once more. " It's scary how you notice stuff like that. You're like a dog. It's like you just sense these things"
Roxanne was busying herself with drawing in Bianca's asylum corner. It was actually nice, if Roxanne couldn't draw something right then she could count the dust particles that had accumulated over there until she had the motivation to continue. She's occasionally glance up at Sam to see how he was looking. She was being distant, she just didn't know if she should smother him or not. The past month had been about Roxanne both giving Sam space and being as affectionate as possible. She wanted to make every moment a good one but she knew that he had a lot to think about also so she wouldn't try to occupy all his mind space with her needy fiancé actions. Roxanne had been drawing Sam in a not so discreet way. Every time he moved even a little bit, she'd grunt and tell him to hold still for a couple seconds. She didn't need him to do that since she's drawn him so many times and stared at him so many times that she could draw him without even looking at him but she wanted to capture him 'in the moment'. To not draw him happy and smiling for once, to get him when he actually looked quite miserable. Roxanne huffed, closing her new sketch book. Yes, Bianca ended up getting Roxanne a new one and a folder to put all her old drawings in just so Roxanne didn't keep using the book that she had before they all even met and that was falling apart at the seams with pages that felt and looked quite old, going from their bleached white to a dim yellow. Roxanne liked her old sketch book, it had sentimental value to her but this new one had a lot more useable pages and nothing was ripped out yet so it looked nice and neat so Roxanne had already began to litter it with nothing of her muse of a husband. Dean never kept still long enough for her to draw him and she didn't want to bluntly ask him to sit still, not move for a couple minute, just to allow her to draw him for her own personal collection.
Roxanne sighed, putting her pencil in the spiral of the sketch book and leaving it open to her unfinished Sam drawing as she place it on the floor, getting up and dusting her pants off only to move a couple feet and plop down on the couch with Sam. She nudged him with her elbow and held onto his hand again, she'd be doing that a lot since the night Meg snapped his neck. It was in a comforting way, not in a completely flirty way. " You want to tell me about what's currently on your mind?" she asked, knowing that it would be Lucifer related. " I don't like when you mope, I'm right here. You could tell me what you're thinking about that has you moping" Roxanne looked at him. " We can mope together." Roxanne gave Sam a small smile for measure. None of her smiles had been like they usually were, not even her laughs. She had to admit that hunting weakened her smile and laughs a little but Sam had livened her up a bit more. Now she was back to a dimmer state because she's loosing him. Whenever Bianca tried to talk about it, Roxanne would just glare her. If it's the two of them alone, the girls would be mopey about all of this, if they were with the boys then they'd keep their traps shut until they disappeared with whatever liquor was on the menu for that night. The girls had never actually drunken frequently, maybe they'd take a sip from the boys, now they're drinking on their own and quite a bit. Not enough to get drunk but enough to distract them. Bianca and Dean had been gone for a while, Roxanne knew that Dean didn't like leaving them alone but whatever Dean thought that they were going to do hadn't really occurred yet. It didn't bother Roxanne, she didn't feel the need to have sex with Sam just because of Lucifer. It's not like she didn't want to, she just didn't feel like the circumstances required them to do so. Although, if the moment seems right, then she'll take the opportunity since she'll never be able to do it with him again. Roxanne gripped Sam's hand tighter, like she didn't want to let go. She actually didn't but she couldn't hold his hand forever. " What's your latest Lucifer related thoughts?"
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit |OOC:═.♥.═╝
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Posted: Sun Aug 18, 2013 9:00 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 didn't care about the couple nor did he give a crap when Bianca give him a small lecture about what he done. "I don't give a rats a** about them," muttered Dean in a not so discreetly way. Over the past weeks, Dean changed. He's been more on guard, more protective of everyone, and occasionally lashing out. One time, John and Bobby got in a heated argument over Dean about what kind of a hunter he should be. Dean was just in the kitchen with them, trying to mind his own business even if his name was thrown in the conversation more than a billion times. But when John was shoved back against Dean, Dean spun around and punched John square in the jaw. Bobby was shocked, obviously from the dropped chin and the widen eyes, because he didn't dare to make a move on John. He didn't want that on the man. Dean is his son after all, so all the old man could do was argue to make his point. Dean did wince when John fell in Bobby's arms, unconscious. Dean really did hit his dad that hard. It was almost like when he growled at John when he returned home from his visit to Death. Something that Dean won't admit was the bruise that showed up on his temple after coming down the stairs when his dad woke up. Sure, Dean always been protective, but Sam felt more and more worried of his older brother now that his nightmare has risen from the dead, literally. Sam knew how Dean felt about John, how loyal yet straightforward he could be, but when Sam saw the bruises again, some hate fueled inside of him. Bobby often asked about the markings that was slowly forming on Dean's body, but Dean would shrug it off or cut him off by taking a good, big swig of alcohol.
As the line moved forward, Dean felt more and more better about knocking those people out of line. It was great how hyper observant Dean can be. Habits die hard, he guessed. It was all thanks to the one and only, John Winchester. If Dean was going to be doing cases, he had to make sure to mark every movements, words, breath, and eye contacts he could list. Not to mention the stupid, little things. Dean doesn't normally like to be honest with the people he's ploying against. Like the three that were in front of them? He didn't bluntly state that the friend was giving the man a b*****b. He said it in a way that he could get a good laugh out of later. That's what he needs. A good laugh. Especially when John recently took Dean out to the junkyard one night and screamed at him for not finding anything out about Sam and Lucifer and how it could be stopped. Which made Dean return with a little gash on his left cheekbone. Bobby was getting the hint about what happened but he also knew the kind of man that Dean is. When Dean is ready to tell them what happened, he'll tell them. For now, Bobby's gonna have to hold his tongue, maybe occasionally knock John out by slipping some sleeping pills in his drinks. Anything to let Dean get John off his back. When Dean and Bianca made it to the counter, he knew that the worker was trying to avoid the healing gash on his left cheek. The way he stood up straighter because Dean seemed a bit intimidating, and he made sure that his blue eyes were glued to Dean's gold flickered green ones. "A few bagels, five coffees to go," said Dean in his deep, natural gruff voice that could be mistaken as batman. The kid helplessly nodded and quickly went off to avoid the disasters that Dean looked like he could bring. Dean was used to people being intimidated by him, worried that he might pull a gun out when he doesn't have the right kind of bagels.
Sam had a notebook of his writing about the things that have been happening in the last month with side notes of what else he could do to save his a**. But they kept being scribbled out because the lack of success they bled with. Sam sighed heavily when he was done writing down the mess he endured today and tossed the damn thing to the side. He forbid anyone from reading it in case he does get tossed in the pit and they could use it as a farewell thing. To see what Sam saw in the last few months of his life. Sam jotted down the visual beatings that Dean seems to walk around with. He noted how Roxanne sketches a lot and how he wish he could do more for her. Not to mention how different Bianca is now that she's more serious about what is actually going to happen. Then there was a Bobby section, to thank him for what he done with Sam and Dean as they grew up and hoped that he'd take care of Roxanne for a while. There was nothing of John though. How could there be? John is a d**k and he doesn't deserve the use of his son's handwriting to be listed down. Unless he wants to read over the many mistakes he has done in his life, but Sam's hand would fall off from writing before Sam could even finish the list. Sam could tell that Roxanne was sketching him, and he didn't mind that she did. Anything that could keep her from realizing what was in front of their eyes like what Dean was doing. Going about with the bruises and cuts, offering Sam beer with a football game, laughing and making jokes left and right. He felt that the more Dean could see what was right in front of them, the more Dean liked to lash out. To take his anger out on reality only to shy away in pretend again.
Sam allowed Roxanne to lift herself from the floor to sit by her fiancé, giving her a smile as she gracefully made her way over. Linking their fingers together, Sam lifted Roxanne's hand and kissed the back of it before letting it drop in between the cracks of their legs touching. Sam kept his eyes locked with Roxanne's, the smile dancing on his lips until she brought up him moping. Yeah, Sam was, wasn't he? His entire notebook writing is ridden with moping and sadness. Hell, maybe he should burn the damn thing before he dies. Better than letting this weight on the shoulders of his loved ones when he dies. "I don't want to burden you with my troubles," Sam cooed softly before leaning over to press his lips against her tender, soft ones. Lately, Sam has been trying to prevent Roxanne from letting her mind drift over to Lucifer and Sam jumping in the pit and everything. He just wanted her to spend the last moment with him happy so that her smile could be the thing he will think of as Lucifer take his rage on him. That every time Sam is going to be carved into, he could picture her laugh and just laugh along with the memory. Might piss Lucifer off to no end, but the fact that Sam could make Roxanne laugh and smile before he's gone off to the pit would be all he need to keep his strength.
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: Sun Aug 18, 2013 11:33 pm
╔═.♥.═ Bianca sighed, looking down at her hands. " Of course you don't" she snapped with a hint of an attitude. She meant it, she really meant it. She knew what had been going on with John and Dean but Dean didn't want to talk about it, he didn't want to talk about anything. She asked him if he wanted to talk about it already but it wasn't the best time when she did so she didn't get much out of him. Bianca walked up to the counter with Dean and lightly tapped her knuckles against the counter rhythmically as they waited. It didn't phase Bianca that the poor kid seemed afraid of Dean. Who wouldn't be afraid of Dean? Sometimes Bianca was afraid of Dean but then she'd remember that he's Dean and she loves him regardless of his bad tendencies. It's not like Bianca was perfect either. She had been sneaking out of the house to her sanctum car with or without Roxanne. It didn't matter to her but she preferred having Roxanne to talk to about everything. Come to think of it, Bianca only spoke to Roxanne about everything. She hadn't even breathed the word 'Lucifer' around Dean out of fear that he'd lash out on her. She didn't want for him to yell at her, just because she'd yell back and it would be another fight. She'd rather be on good terms with him while all of this is happening, just because he'll need someone wants Lucifer takes the reigns. Bianca continued her knuckle tapping, looking up at Dean. " You know, you didn't have to speak to me like that" she stated quietly so it was just between them. " A simple ' I don't care' could've sufficed." Bianca blew a wayward curl from her face. There was usually that one curl that decided to rest right in front of her eye and it was a real pain in the a**. " All they did was skip us in line...." Bianca rubbed her arm, now she was serious about it just because Dean said that he didn't care. " Just forget it" she muttered.
Bianca didn't see why she even bothered to continue with the topic. Sometimes she just gave up with Dean to avoid anything. The last thing he needed was for her to be on his case for ruining a marriage. Then again, it actually wasn't him that ruined it. He just ruined the home. The husband was the one who ruined his marriage and kept it under wraps. Bianca smiled and paid the kid when they received their bagels and coffee and left. She quietly chanted "Bagelo, Bagelo, Bagelo" as they walked back to the Impala. " Do you want pie? We could get you some pie." Bianca smiled. Maybe pie will make him feel better? C'mon, people eat their feelings all the time. Bianca's been killing her lungs and liver to cope, Dean needed to have some other way of dealing with things but she wouldn't force things on him. " Pie is nice...." Okay, maybe Bianca had dabbled in the pie eating because of Dean. When she actually wanted pie, it would only be apple. And only the filling because sometimes the crust was just a no for her. " I don't like awkward silences but it's been really hard for me to talk to you" Bianca had finally said it. " I don't know what it is - Actually, I do know what it is - but it's been hard. So I'm bribing you with pie."
Roxanne smiled softly at Sam and returned the kiss but she was holding back a lot. Part of her didn't want to do this. She felt like it'll only make it harder on her but she wouldn't reject Sam because it'll be hard for her to explain her reasoning. So she gently kissed him, her free hand cupping his jaw before she pulled away, smiling and pressing their foreheads together. " I love you so much" she said quietly, her voice breaking a little. That happened every time she told him. She'd play it off so she didn't start getting sad again Roxanne sighed, turning her head. " I know you don't want to burden me and you know I respect that but... Sam, I'm your wife. If you can't bare your burden on me then who can you bare it on?" Roxanne really wanted to stop saying 'fiancé', that's what they were but it sounded a lot less permanent. Roxanne rubbed the back of her neck. " That was extremely sappy. I don't even know why I phrased it that way... but you get what I'm trying to say, right?" Roxanne let out a feeble laugh, finding it incredible how she went from kissing him to being a spaz about trying to make a romantic statement. Roxanne would never force Sam into talking about Lucifer, she knew how sad they'd get if they start up that conversation but she didn't want him to keep all this stuff bundled up inside. It wasn't good for him, especially not now. She knew that he was only trying to keep her happy so she played along with the happy game. Roxanne let go of Sam's hand and got up to get her sketch book to show him something. Once she flipped to the correct page, Roxanne sat down right next to Sam and showed him. It wasn't a drawing, it was Roxanne's handwriting scrawling from the top of the page all the way to the bottom. She had the handwriting of a cheerleader. It was bubbly and she dotted her eyes with a heart for some odd reason. " It's terrible and corny but it's my wedding vow and I've always want to write it and I want you to read it but not now". Roxanne ripped the page out of the sketchbook and folded it, giving it to Sam. " I want you to read it alone." She didn't expect Sam to write his for her, she just wanted to write hers for him. Roxanne flipped through her numerous Sam and Bianca drawings, there was even one of her that she stood in the mirror to draw for an hour.
" Why don't we go someplace?" she asked Sam. " All you do is write in that book and all I do is draw" Roxanne looked down at the book in her lap rather resentfully. She needed to challenge herself with her art, everything was too easy now. " A-And it's a good way to get our minds off things. Let's go on a date or something, anything. Just so you can stop being so mopey" Roxanne tapped Sam's nose with her index finger. She really wanted to get them out of the house and enjoy themselves a little. The house was depressing, Roxanne couldn't walk through the hall without staring at where Sam was pinned up against the wall. Everyone has some sort of negative feeling going on with them. She just really wanted to go out alone with Sam. Roxanne held on to Sam's hand again, leaning against him and putting her head on his shoulder. " I feel like locking you away from all the evil in the world and keeping you all to myself for the remainder of your life" she stated snuggling up to him. " I'm being so sappy but I don't care, you're mine and this is the only way I can deal with it without turning into a sobbing mess on the floor"
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit |OOC: I have to wake up at 7 to go to the doctor for my ear so i'll only get about 5 hours of sleep. My eyes are closing while writing this. Bare with how strange this post is. EDIT - I added another paragraph biggrin ═.♥.═╝
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Posted: Mon Aug 19, 2013 8:57 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 leaned over the counter to gaze down the aisle of workers just to actually see what the hell was taking so damn long. As Bianca was going on about how he could've said something else, Dean just let out an impatient sigh and returned back to straightened up. They just walked off and Dean was already getting tired of this. tired of waiting even if the man just left a few seconds ago. When Bianca muttered to just forget it, Dean took in a deep breath and said, "Already forgotten," before putting on a strained smile. His eyes didn't leave his surroundings once. He's been on total lock down since the whole Sammy dying incident. Dean could feel himself grow more and more irritated with his surroundings as he grown more impatient. He brought a hand up to his scruffy beard and scratched his chin without realizing it, glancing around. Recently, Bobby likes to call Dean intrepid, thanks to his brave personality. Just all the beatings that Dean seems to mysteriously shows up with. While Bobby seems to be more lovable and a father, John grows more and more odious about the whole situation. But it's Dean who is taking the whole Lucifer the worst. Dean has this fear of one day when Sam jumps in the pit - if Sam jumps in the pit - where Sam just shows up one day, his body dormant and on the ground, dead. Just to show what Hell can do to someone. It was a nightmare that Dean has once and it haunted him ever since. When they got their food and many coffees, Dean finally figured out why he was going nuts just by standing still. Why his very surrounding irritated the s**t outta him when it shouldn't. He hasn't been laid in a month. Normally, the Winchester can last three weeks without sex, but he'll be grumpy. Now it's just too irritating for Dean to stand still and be near people. His skin feels like it got a rash and it can't be itched unless Dean gets laid. But he kept this to himself as he trudged to his Impala. The smell of bagels filled his Impala when Bianca entered the passenger side, only making Dean question why he has to be so edacious. Dean groaned lightly as he shut his Impala's door, flinching slightly as he felt the weird feeling rise again in his stomach. Man, he never been this desperate or cut off before. It was stupid how Bianca can make him feel this way. Then again, it could just be his lack of use in his second brain that's making him a jerk. Dean ran his fingers along the thin wheel of the Impala, just wanting to find something admirable before Bianca goes all chickenshit about what happened inside now that they are alone. When he was done with aweing over his car that he's been in since birth, Dean reached his hand over and flicked his wrist to turn the keys in the ignition. When the purr of the car rumble under their feet, a grin slowly crept it's way onto Dean's face to show how much he just loved this car. "Aw, man," Dean cooed as he scaled his wheels over again. "Listen to her purr." With a quick tilt of his head, Dean slightly slouched in his seat, since he grown so much taller and needs to make enough leg room for the pedals. Before Bianca opened her mouth to ask about Dean's favorite food in the world, pie, he reached a hand over and blasted some music by AC/DC. Sadly, the music wasn't loud enough to drown out the talking that was soon occurred, but the bass was booming enough to feel the vibrations over the engine.
When Bianca asked about the pie, Dean pursed his lips, his eyes still narrowed on the road speeding under the black wheels of his equally ash black Impala. He was ambivalent about whether to have pie or go ahead and check on Sammy. Well, if John is still at the house then Dean most likely doesn't want to deal the b*****d. "Yeah, we can get some pie," mused Dean, seeing how they almost missed a stop to a pie place just because Dean was questioning himself. Another reason why Dean wants to get pie besides that he loves pie like his baby Impala, he was pretty ravenous at the moment. His stomach could be mistaken as Chewbaca every time it growled for hunger. Dean wasn't going to be impenitent about his attitude lately. He had every right to be a jerk and a d**k. Well, minus the fact that he hasn't gotten laid in billion years. That's what one month is in guy time. Dean didn't really feel like leaving his car, mainly the whole getting out again part. "Can you get it?" Dean asked, turning his head over to his girlfriend. He disgarded her comment about awkward silences and muttered, "I'll get it myself." Not even bothering to buckle when he left, Dean just opened his driver's side and stepped out.
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 Aug 19, 2013 11:20 pm
╔═.♥.═ All Bianca did was nod, letting Dean step out of the Impala. " You do that" she said. The girl only sunk lower in her seat, taking a sip from her coffee. It burned a little but she didn't give off any pain. She was so used to being impatient with her coffee, who really wants to wait for it to freaking cool down to the perfect temperature? Every has to admit that even if it didn't harm your tongue, you felt a slight burn on the way down. Bianca didn't know why she had become so iffy about Dean. Ever since the night he came back and she told him that he should of died, she's been different. She could be nice and smiling with Dean but all it took was for him to breathe the wrong way and she'd suddenly find everything he does to be annoying after that until it wears off. She'd call it marital strains if they were actually married. It wasn't easy to get under Bianca's skin especially if she was close to you. It's just that she wasn't skipping around vomiting rainbows, no she was drinking with her sister to deal and it helped. Maybe it was the drinking that was really getting to her. Whatever it was, Dean brushed off whatever she said like it was nothing so why should she stress over it? She tried to open a conversation just now and he just got out of the car. She could have actually gone on a rant now that they were in the privacy of the Impala but she didn't want to. She could have bitched about the damn music that he's always playing. Sometimes she didn't want to deal with his rock. She had music she liked too but she guessed the only music that mattered to him was his. She had to listen to his but he couldn't listen to hers.
Now she was just finding another reason to be mad, Bianca rolled down the window on the passenger side and put her feet up on the dashboard, she had to sink even lower in the seat to be comfortable this way but it was completely worth it as she sipped her coffee, feeling especially like a pro as she slid her sunshades over her eyes. She didn't care if it wasn't particularly sunny, if someone's walking around with sunshades then they're possibly hung over and they don't get harassed by people. She didn't walk around with the sunshades, she only wore them in the car because it made her feel cool plus it made her feel like Dean couldn't tell if she was sleeping or not. Bianca dug into her pocket for her phone and checked the time, debating if she should text her sister. Now, both girls had several phones but there was always one that they preferred over the rest. This phone just happened to have a background of Dean and her in bed which was taken oh go long ago by her sister, back when things were fresh and the sisters were naive as to what they were getting in to. Now they were waiting for Lucifer to take over Sam. Roxanne had been drawing Sam a lot but the drawings were different.... he wasn't smiling in many of them and some of them weren't even completed which made Bianca put her phone away. Sam and Roxanne just needed to be together, if Roxanne texted her then it was okay but Bianca wouldn't bother Roxanne, they'd have their sister time later.
Everyone seemed to have their own way of dealing with everything. Bianca didn't say much about their current predicament but she did talk about it to Roxanne. Bianca didn't want to get upset and make Roxanne worse. The girls were holding their keep right now but when they were alone all they did was cry, really. Maybe it'll be silent tears or Roxanne would break down sobbing and Bianca would console her. It was just the liquor that made them so loose about crying or maybe it was just them. The girls realized what was happening and how it was going to effect them, especially if it doesn't go as planned, but they didn't want to mope around and make Sam feel worse. So if Roxanne had to smile for him then she would, no matter how much she just didn't have it in her, her time to be sad will come eventually. Sam wrote in that book of his, Bianca didn't see him do it often but Roxanne told her that all Sam did was write in his book. It was nice that he did that, maybe Roxanne could get him to talk about it? At least he was doing something about what was going on. Bianca expected him to act like how Dean currently was but Sam seemed to be holding it together. Dean... he was lashing out. Yes, his brother was technically dying, on top of that his dad seemed to be beating him, but why couldn't he just talk about it? Or deal with it in a way that wasn't harmful. A family just got broken up because of him, who knows if those people had kids or how long the marriage had been going on. Bianca knew that Dean wasn't much of a talker but if everything was getting to him then he needed to open his mouth and talk instead of being such a grouch. She didn't knew how much more she could take before she snapped and called him out on his attitude, most likely making everything worse. Bianca straightened up and took her feet off the dash board, honking the horn of the Impala as a way of telling Dean to hurry up and get his pie.
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit |OOC: ═.♥.═╝
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Posted: Wed Aug 21, 2013 8:46 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 walked up to the store, glancing both ways before he crossed the parking lot where he had to stall in the back. Must be a great and only pie place nearby if there's this many people. Hell, maybe the sign exaggerated about the place only being for pie and actually is a diner. All Dean knew was that he was going to find out the moment he steps inside. When Dean approached the door, he heart the soft jingling sound of his keys to his beautiful Impala being shoved into his left pocket. Just as he did so, he mocked Bianca slightly. "'You do that.'' I will, actually," said Dean rather confidently like his own dad just challenged Dean to do something and Dean refused. Dean took his time, but yet walked rather fast, as he made his way for the building that filled the air with sweet goodness of his favorite dessert. Pie. Just like that, a tug of a smile pulled on his lips in delight, just picturing him digging a fork into the pie to scoop a good chunk of it, only to shove the sweet into his mouth. Taking in a deep, happy breath of the scented air, Dean leaned forward and grasped the door handle. "Hold the door, please!" a voice called out, a female one at that, but sounding really desperate. Glancing over, Dean noticed a mother with a stomach wide belly, obviously somewhere in the 8th month pregnancy, trying desperately catch the heavy door before it closes on her small body. By her side, grasping her hand, was a younger boy, almost 7, speeding by her mother's side. Dean took a step back and held the door a little more open for the two of them if they decided to walk in together. The woman saw the gesture that Dean was making and stopped her little hobble run, gasping for air. "Oh, thank god," she breathed when she reached him. "Thank you so much," the woman pressed, brushing past the man after a few glances.
Dean just responded with a small smile and waited until the two of them walked inside to follow in the cool building. It sure was the opposite of outside. How it was a bit warm, even if Dean was wearing a light over shirt, and it could make a lot of people sweat. With the cool breeze from the freshly installed air conditioner, Dean felt really relaxed the moment he stepped inside the amazingly cold building. Once inside, Dean concluded that this place was, indeed, a diner once he stepped in and heard the chatter of many people. Maybe why they kept the place cold. Not because of outside, but because of how many bodies were in the place. Dean just observed his surroundings, looking for anyone that seemed out of the ordinary. Well, out of the ordinary for him. He needed to make sure that no demons were around to snatch his pretty a** up any second. No one looked out of the ordinary. No one was baring their ugly teeth at him out of random just by the sight of a Winchester. No one was breaking out into a demon dancing number to hurt Dean some more - or for Dean to hurt them. Everything was clear so far. Making his way over to a counter, Dean lightly drummed his finger tips against the wooden table, waiting impatiently for the one pie that he just wanted at the moment. Dean just wanted to go home, sit on the couch, watch some sharks, and eat a damn pie that he hasn't in a long time. When the sound of his familiar horn was heard, Dean could just practically feel everyone's head turn to face which car was being loud. Everyone, but Dean. Dean just let out a deep sigh and mentally prayed that he wouldn't just stab the next face he sees. When a man came up to the counter, Dean asked for an apple pie to go, tossing some money carelessly on the counter after his order. When the man nodded his head and ducked to go in the back, Dean sighed and waited impatiently once again. It didn't take long for Dean to come back out, lifting up his pie box to inform Bianca, with a famous Sam Winchester b***h face, that he got what he needed and they can get on the road. Once inside the car, Dean let out a deep breath and set the pie down by the bagels and the many coffees.
((just gonna post for dean tonight.. sorry..))
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 Aug 21, 2013 11:18 pm
╔═.♥.═ Bianca smiled at Dean when he got back into the car. " I see you got my message" she commented, the smile still on her face. It was actually a genuine smile because at least he got his pie, right? And Bianca had her now-a-bit-cooler coffee that she gladly held in her hand like it was the only thing keeping her in this world. " You got your pie....That's lovely". She was still smiling as she sipped her coffee. This was the current bipolar Bianca, she didn't want to be equally as irritable as Dean was, nor did she want to walk around being all happy with smiles as if Dean's behavior was okay, as if anything was okay. Bianca knew the face that Dean used before he got into the car all too well. Sam did that face every once in a while and Bianca just thought it was one of the most adorable things in the world. Bianca found a lot of things that the boys did to be adorable but what Dean just did wasn't adorable at all. Maybe it was just a tiny bit because he was Dean but it wasn't the type of adorable that it was supposed to be. All Bianca really wanted was to go home and disappear to her car and read a book or something. Just hole herself up somewhere and possibly talk to her sister some more. Bianca thought that Sam and Roxanne really needed to get out together or at least spend enough time together as possible so Bianca didn't really want to drag Roxanne away every time she wanted to talk about things. Everything was Dean related for Bianca at this point just because he was perplexing her with his behavior. If something was bother him this much then why not just talk about it instead of acting the way he was? He was frustrating her a great deal and she didn't know how much more of this she could take.
Bianca sipped her coffee quietly. By now, they were back on the road again and the music was playing. Bianca tapped her fingers delicately against her coffee cup, chewing on her lower lip and starting at the Impala's radio from beyond the tint of her sunshades. The music was no longer a problem for her, really, but in order to be able to have Dean's complete attention, the music needed to go. Bianca was a bit hesitant to lift her hand but as soon as she did, she turned the music down and took her shades off, turning her body to look at Dean. She just stared at him for a moment, hand ready to slap his hand away if he was going to try to turn the music back on. " Now, before you get mad at me for messing with your music, we need to talk" Bianca never thought that she'd be this person in a relationship. The one who always wanted to talk about things. Honestly, Bianca could go quite some time without feeling the urge to talk about her feelings. Their current situation was bothering her. She loved Dean and she didn't like that he was being so....grumpy? He was really just lashing out on people here and there but he had a general attitude that wasn't very pleasant and she felt the need to try to get Dean to talk. No one else was asking him to." W-What's going on here? This kind of cat and dog game we have going on here?" One of them needed to address what was going on and she was going to try one more time in a more direct and non-sassy way. " I mean, everyone's pretty much dealing with the same thing with Sammy and we know what's going on with your dad - you don't need to talk about that, I'm not trying to force you to talk about that unless you actually want to - but why are you acting so irritable? It's really frustrating
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit |OOC: ═.♥.═╝
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Posted: Thu Aug 22, 2013 8:19 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 grinned into the kiss when Roxanne kissed back just like he was, softly but yet had a passionate ring to it. Just when she pulled away, Sam obeyed and followed her actions, pulling himself back into sitting position like he was earlier, yet his eyes remained on her features rather than the pages of his writings. When Roxanne said that she loves him so much, Sam le tout a soft sigh and whispered, "I love you too, Roxy." He gave her a small smile, the side of his mouth twitching into a bigger one. Yet the smile faded when she said that if he can't burden his problems on her then who? Dean. Well, if the girls are going out to the car to then why can't the guys do it? But Sam kept this thought to himself as Roxanne continued to rant on. It wasn't until she asked why don't they go someplace. Like on a date. "You think you could handle a night without your sister?" Sam asked with a small smile. "Alright," Sam mused with a small smile. "I'm up for it. When do you want to do it? Where do you want to?"
((so I was like, no, gotta post sam, so I posted Sam's before Dean's cx))
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: Thu Aug 22, 2013 9:55 pm
╔═.♥.═ Roxanne squealed, practically bouncing in her seat as she grinned at Sam. She just grinned until she said. " I don't know....and I don't know" Roxanne huffed, beginning to think about what the could do. She didn't like going out to dinner on dates, she didn't know why. She guessed that dinner left room for talking and dates just made Roxanne awkward sometimes so she wanted to avoid any conversations so she didn't seem like a spaz. It was weird, she could still get very awkward with Sam and it wasn't about him being unattracted by her awkwardness anymore, it was about her completely embarrassing herself and him never letting her live it down. " Let's go to the movies tonight!" squealed Roxanne. " We can be all cute and reach for the popcorn at the same and and you can do the arm thing" It was like Roxanne had stars in her eyes because they had suddenly become ten times brighter. Roxanne really did find the corny scenario to be the cutest thing in the world. If you played a chick flick for the girls and the main guy does the arm thing at some point? You can expect for them to be rolling on the floor vomiting rainbows. Roxanne grinned. " Don't judge me because I find the arm thing to be cute. It's the best thing in the world when accompanied by the fake yawn. It's the equivalent to chocolate for me." There wasn't much that Sam could do to please Roxanne. In the end, she was a rather easy girlfriend. She didn't pick any fights, even the simplest of things could make her day. It was just nice to be loved so anything else could be considered a bonus. Roxanne seemed so much happier at the thought of her and Sam going on a date, it was the thought of them doing something that made her so giddy. Roxanne rubbed her palms on her thighs and said. " I can actually handle being away from Bianca, you know. There's nothing else better to do than spend time together in her getaway car." Roxanne put her hands on her hips.Roxanne was rather defensive about her relationship with her sister. They were closer than average sisters and it was a good thing.
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit |OOC: ═.♥.═╝
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