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 Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 2:59 am
You don't have to delete that post because those things make my day c,:
Thank you so much! < 3
All it takes is motivation c:
Either way, THANK YOU SO FREAKING MUCH BECAUSE LIKE I READ THIS IN THE MORNING AND NOW I AM REALLY HAPPY AND HFDEJFKSDHFJDSKFDHSFDSKHFJDSFDHSJFDSHJFK
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 3:30 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 !!  "Hey, assbutt!" the deep, gravelly voice that Dean knew all too well was heard. This caused the hair on the back of his neck stand up in alert because Dean knew who was with that voice. Jerking his head in the direction where the comment birthed from, Dean was faced with Castiel, holding a bottle in his hand. Not just a regular beer bottle, but it seemed that the damn angel was smart enough to whip out some holy oil earlier and lit a little match on the cloth that stuck out of the neck and opening. Just when Dean caught sight of Castiel, the man was already tossing the bottle in the air swiftly and with ease. Dean knew that this wasn't going to end well, so Dean turned his head, hunched over as if to protect his stomach, and raised an arm up to shield his face from the soon outcome. Just when the small explosion took place, Dean dropped his arm and immediately folded his attention back over to the two new fighters on the field. Castiel and Bobby. Dean took a moment to catch his breath, until eventually he managed to ask, "Assbutt?"
Innocent like usual, Castiel just shrugged like he doesn't even know why he said that. Dean was about to compliment on Castiel for the Molotov fire, but they were too busy to bid each other compliments. Lucifer demanded to his own brother if he Molotov Michael. Suddenly, it was like Castiel was flustered. Dean didn't blame the angel, it was Lucifer who was pissed at him. Castiel was just nervous. He let out a quiet chuckle, mainly to ease the harsh tension in the moment in fear that Lucifer will severely kill him. And he did. With a snap, it was like Castiel was torn from the top of the head to the bottom. But instead of torn, he exploded. Dean needed to take this moment to take a step back at what was happening. "Cas.." Dean breathed, his eyes widen on the spot where the angel stood which was filled with dead decays of Castiel's insides. Blood stained the grass that he was standing on, even some chucks of angel meat on Bobby. "Idjit!" Bobby spat, not afraid one bit. If he was going to mess with his boys, he gotta get through to the old man who raised them.
But Lucifer just rose his hand, clearly going to kill the man. And Dean had to jump on the spot. "No, no, no, no, no. Bobby, no. Bobby, run! Bobby!" Dean shouted, increasingly getting louder by each word and Bobby remained in the same spot, chest out and head high. The man wasn't afraid to die. In his hands was a shotgun. Not one to kill Lucifer, but it was a weapon right? Maybe slow him down? But Bobby's killing thoughts were interrupted rudely as darkness surrounded him. The crack of the neck was so loud and immediately when Dean heard it, all he could think about was Bobby's bones in his neck just breaking, shattering. Then Bobby's body collapsed to the ground in a loud thump, and Dean had to draw his eyes away. But the time he processed what was happening, Roxanne was pounding away on Sam's chest. Or, Lucifer, more like.
Lucifer looked down at the female in front of him as she continued to beat on his chest, screaming at his face, and let the tears helplessly fall down her cheeks. Her face is going to be horribly tear-stained when this is over. Either way, Roxanne was really pretty when she was mad. She was a determined woman, not just a little girl who stay behind the Winchester. Roxanne is hitting an Archangel and damning the consequences. She bolted at him with determination, but in a way, he could see that it faltered when she was nearly done. But not a word processed Lucifer. They were nothing to him. His brother will return soon and Lucifer will have his fight, and win. Nothing else will be done. Lucifer just grinned down at Roxanne before reaching a hand up, as if he was about to stroke her hair back. Latching a potentially crushing grip around the woman's own throat, Lucifer wanted to turn the tables. "Don't. Touch. Me," he hissed out between clenched teeth. Then with a shove, he pushed the witch away with ease and turned his eyes on the straight haired brunette who was standing beside Dean.
Dean just put a hand in front of Bianca to tell her to stand down before slowly approaching the archangel before him. When Dean was close enough as he would like, he asked, "Sammy? Can you hear me?" This received a chuckle from Lucifer, but the hot headed Dean was relaxed for all he cared about at the moment was Sam. Dean's hands behind him motioned Bianca to go check on Roxanne. Lucifer informed Dean rather rudely that Sam was gone, but Dean just ignored him. "I just want you to know that everything is alright, Sam. You'll be fine." Now hardening his eyes, Lucifer could tell that Dean was now wanting to talk to the archangel. "I want to talk to Sam."
With a heavy sigh, Lucifer slowly approached the male and straightened the collar of his jacket. "You... Are such.." Now gripping the collar that he was trying to fix, Sam's expression grown harsh, "a pain in my a**." This only received a small smirk from Dean. One that Lucifer was irritated with. With a shove, Dean hit his back against his windshield that shattered to pieces, but didn't escape the rims. Dean had to get his breath, but Lucifer wouldn't allow the Winchester for he snatched Dean's ankles and slid him down the hook until he had a good grip on him. Punch. Punch. Dean felt his face throb from the hard punches that were thrown on his face. He tried to stumble away, but Lucifer only grabbed Dean and shoved him against the passenger side door of his only Impala.
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 Sep 26, 2013 4:17 am
I didn't want to seem ungrateful of your praise by not responding but I must express my thanks. Really, thank you. You've made my day. I can go to school with my head held high thanks to you. It's just a really fun roleplay >.< we do so much stuff that it never gets boring.
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 9:04 am
I have successfully made two of my favorite peoples day with just one post! biggrin I do believe that is good enough to make my day! smile You two keep going with this. I am sure I will be back again. Maybe at the next big milestone I will just PM you two. razz Anyhow have a great day! and PM me sometime maybe. I would love to get some advice from the both of you. smile
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Posted: Thu Sep 26, 2013 6:08 pm
╔═.♥.═ Bianca did as Dean wanted her to do. She jogged to her sister, her eyes wide with fear as she stared at the impassive and detached face of a woman who was once completely child like. You could say that the girls were still weird, random, and childish but if anyone had compared them to how they were before the boys with how they were now? They'd see a significant difference. In the way they looked at each other, the way they talked, even their posture was different. They were a lot more alert than they once were and a lot less outspoken. Roxanne seemed unaffected by the fact that Lucifer grabbed her throat. If she was scared, she didn't give off anything. She was no longer staring at anything in particular either, she was just staring off into the distance, her eyes glazed over. It frightened Bianca. Everything about right now frightened Bianca. Castiel was dead, Bobby was dead, Roxanne could have just died and Bianca kept looking back at Dean just to make sure that he wasn't the next to go. They already lost a lot more than they should have and they couldn't afford to loose anymore at this point. Castiel, then Bobby, then that was the moment that Roxanne decided to be bold. Yet Lucifer hadn't killed her. Maybe that's why Roxanne got ballsy. Bianca could ask her but she'd honestly be terrified if her sister said that she wasn't exactly sure that she would have been able to get away with her life. At least the blonde was still in one piece. Bianca rather have her alive and depressed than dead. Bianca'd prefer any living hell that could be dealt to Roxanne over Roxanne being dead.
Bianca tugged at Roxanne's arm, wondering if she'd get any response from her sister. She did but it wasn't as satisfactory and comforting as Bianca expected it to be. It was a simple and flat 'i'm fine'. Bianca only shook her head, not believing a word of it since Roxanne's hand was shaking. Maybe Roxanne was fine and she was only shaking because she was cold or because everyone around them was dying, Bianca didn't really want to dwell on that idea. " H-He could have killed you" she whispered in an almost inaudible tone. It was almost as if she feared Lucifer killing them both just because they were talking about him. It was a shame that the girls were afraid of Lucifer while he was in Sam's body. A small smile tugged at the edge of Bianca's lips as she thought about how Sam had suddenly become Lord Voldemort in a way. She would have loved to make that joke to him. Roxanne had looked towards her sister, a slight flicker coming from her eyes. " But he didn't..." she replied. Bianca was washed with a wave of emotions. Part of her wanted to just cry from how ******** up everything was. Yes, the girls had gone on about their horrible lives plenty of times before but this? This was different! This blew all the other times straight out of the park. This blew Dean getting tortured out of the park, or Roxanne getting shot out of the park, this right now was what could push Bianca to her breaking point. She wouldn't break, exactly, but there was just so much someone could take before they throw in the towel. At least she wouldn't have to deal with any of this stuff afterwards if everything went well.
The girls were stuck in a communication funk. There wasn't much more that Bianca could do besides try to see if Roxanne was okay. She claimed that she was fine, she seemed more than happy with the fact that Lucifer could have killed her but somehow didn't. She took pride in that, for some reason. That means that Roxanne had successfully mouthed off three Archangels and got away scotch free. Well, she mouthed of Gabriel a lot of times but the recent times had been out of pure anger and frustrating rather than petty relationship drama. Both girls had turned their attention to Dean and Lucifer so they could make sure that everything was going fine but it clearly wasn't. Lucifer had gripped Dean and Bianca was about to scream for the Archangel to stop but she felt the hand of her sister cover her mouth. Roxanne pulled a mercenary move on Bianca and just brought the girl down to the ground as delicately as possible. She wasn't trying to silence Bianca or anything. Actually, she was, Roxanne wouldn't be ashamed to admit that, in this scenario, she was the only female that could be an idiot and yell at the archangel. She wasn't going to let Bianca do that at all. There wasn't much of a difference between the tempers of the two girls but Roxanne wasn't going to let Bianca put herself in danger. Not this time. Roxanne expected Lucifer to just rough Dean up lightly, something that Roxanne would be forced to let happen since she was no match against the archangel but Lucifer began to really put the hurting on Dean. " Stop!" Roxanne yelled. She had just been trying to keep Bianca down and out of harm's way but her sister wasn't having that right now. This was her boyfriend that was currently getting beat up by an archangel! Bianca couldn't do anything, really. Neither of the girls could. Lucifer was going easy on Dean, he just wanted Dean to feel pain.
One and on the punching went, Roxanne giving up on restraining her sister. Both girls yelled stop with every punch, not caring if they could get hurt because of this. Their stops had gone from plain 'stops' to them yelling for Sam to stop, hoping to get through to the man. They needed to. They needed for Sam to gain control and stop hurting Dean. " Sam, stop!" they both yelled for what seemed like the billionth time since the punching began. Lucifer seemed to pay them no attention, possibly thinking that they weren't of import at the given moment and that they could be dealt with afterwards. Dean even seemed to be trying to get through to Sam, regardless of the beat down that he was getting. From the girls' point of view, they couldn't see much of what was going on besides Lucifer's constant punching and Dean's face becoming bloodier and swollen. Neither girl wanted to be closer, they'd surely get themselves killed for wanting to take care of Dean. Suddenly, Lucifer stopped in the mid wind-up of a punch. The girl's caught their breath, holding it in fear of them exhaling would cause Lucifer to continue punching. But he didn't. He just stopped. His fist unclenched and something just seemed to click. And in that moment, both girls knew what was happening. Sam did it. He really did it. " Sammy!!" Bianca roared. Bianca had a different reaction from Roxanne who covered her mouth at the sight of Sam reaching into his pocket for the rings. He actually did it. Bianca was a cheerleader and Roxanne felt like crying right now. It was actually happening. Sam was currently opening the gates and he was truly getting ready to jump in. Both girls clung to each other and watched as Sam braced himself to jump in. It was brought both a feeling of relief and sorrow to see this finally happening. Michael's sudden reappearance made the girl's hope falter once more but Sam just let go, he let himself fall in and he brought Michael with him. That was it. Sam was gone and the hole was closed, both girls shielding their eyes as a flash of white light came about, signifying the closure. " Oh my god, Dean!" they both yelled as they shakily made their way over to the broken brother. Sam, Lucifer, and Michael were gone. Now that they thought about it, the girls didn't even consider what would have happened to Michael once Sam jumped in but this was a nice ending in the respect of getting rid of both archangels at once.
Roxanne outfit|Bianca outfit |OOC: ═.♥.═╝
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2013 10:45 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 !! Dean could feel each hit, each punch that landed on his face. The way Sam's angered face was the thing that his eyes were reading, Dean knew that all he could picture was Lucifer. And that's what the scene turned into. Not his snot nosed brother who was possessed by Lucifer and was possibly being forced to watch this. All Dean could see was the decomposing old vessel of Lucifer as he continued to beat Dean blooding. Dean tried to find a way to stop the man, but he wouldn't allow the Winchester to have time. Not a word could escape from his lips, and it wasn't because his face was too swollen to let him. Blood and puffed out spots were all over his face. Dean wasn't sure if it was his head or not, but he could hear the shouting of the girls as they cried for Lucifer to stop. Well, they wanted Sam to stop, but this wasn't Sam. Dean was able to get a chance to breath. When he did, he felt air fill his lungs to the point where it hurt. "Sammy," Dean breathed, feeling the aching in his chest when he did so, but the harden expression that his baby brother wore showed Dean that it wasn't Sam. And the name received a punch to the face to where it jerked Dean's head to the side. Dean would've collapsed to the ground, but how Lucifer was gripping him and keeping him up on his feet, Dean couldn't lay down and pray for something to ease his pain. "It's okay."
But Dean had to be strong. For Sam. "It's gonna be okay," Dean croaked, bordering his plea for his brother to come out and talk to him. Sam brought his fist back for a one last good hit but then something caught his eye. It was the army man stuck in the backseat door. He remembered how he and his brother would shove toys down there. Then the memory of what they destroyed the car of came into head. The rattling of the legos inside the car when they turned the heat on. The carving of their initials of 'D.W' and 'S.W'. Dean saw the brief pause and used his weak fingers to grip at his younger brother's shirt. "Sammy?" Dean asked, but Sam's eyes fixated on something else. Sam could remember the times on the road that Dean and he had in that Impala. From the very start, when they were only little kids and Mary would turn around to giggle at Sam kicking his feet playfully. Sam didn't even know he had that memory.
As he replayed all the moments he had with Bianca, they all speed up until it all slowed down one memory. When Alec collapsed to the ground after the punch Sam threw because the man hurt Bianca before. It was the moment when he was protective of the woman and decided to do something about it if Dean wasn't going to do anything.
Then Roxanne was next, all the memories from when she approached him in the diner the first day. "You certainly don't look like a Juan," she laughed. "I'll get those fries." Then all the thoughts started to race together into they were just flashes until the best memory came to head. When they were standing in the motel room and Sam coaxed her body to his and kissed her for the very first time in the dim light.
Then his brother was the last one. The one who was always there for the man. Who always stood up for him, always protective, and was there until the end. The memories of them in the Impala, when they were just alone. They would grin at each other and then laugh. Then the bad times, but then through all the times they just stick together. Then the girls in the backseat flushed into his head, the memories speeding up. Finally, the last best memory was when Sam just woke up and Dean wrapped his arms tightly around Sam, Sam just being confused while Dean was intensely upset and relieved.
Then the hand that was about to strike Dean slowly released. Dean's heart started to pick up the speed, feeling hope rising. His chest fell and rose deeply as he stared at Sam. Sam, as if he realized what was happening, he let go of his beaten brother. The blood that drenched everywhere on Dean's face while his cheeks were puffed out, one of his eyes swollen shut, and bruises everywhere, Sam felt his heart ache. His vision glossed over as there was a lump in the his neck. "It's going to be okay, Dean.. I got him. It's okay." Regret washed all over his body. The plan failed. Dean.. Sam remembered when Lucifer made Sam watch what happened to Castiel and Bobby. A tear fell down Sam's cheek as he turned his attention over to the girls who cheered for him. His eyes fixed on Roxanne's face, the smile, the way her features glowed with proudness. Immediately, Sam reached into his pocket and pulled out the linked rings and tossed it behind him. When the portal opened, Michael returned. "Sam! This isn't your fight! This is between me and my brother!" Sam just turned his back to the portal, glancing at everyone one last time before a small smile came to his face, his arms extended. Just when Sam was leaning back, Michael screamed and tried to save Sam just to have the fight with Lucifer. When his arm was grabbed, Sam opened his eyes and grabbed Adam to drag the male inside the cage with him. And just like that. It was over. The portal was over. Dean removed himself away from the girls when they ran over, and slowly rose to his feet. He weakily walked over to where the portal was and collapsed to his knees, his bones weak. He didn't want to move. He just wanted to die right here. He wanted to save Sam. He wanted to scream. He wanted to kill all the monsters in the world. He wanted to take a stab at any demons as much as he wanted. But he can't. He made a promise. And Dean was going to keep that promise..
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 Sep 28, 2013 3:08 pm
  xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
That was it, really. The battle had been won and the girls left Dean to his mourning. Castiel eventually came back, much to the surprise of them all and he healed Dean and brought back Bobby. They had gone back to Bobby's, said their goodbyes, and had gone of their way. Bianca's goodbye was really the longest. She rarely got to hug Bobby so she savored the one that was presented to her within the goodbye. The car ride away was silent. Bianca had expected Roxanne to be a bawling mess but she wasn't. Maybe you'd just get sniffled masked by a small smile from the blonde but that was as far as it would go. Roxanne wanted Sam back with every fiber in her being but she was too proud of him to be terribly sad. He actually beat Lucifer. The girls had faith in him that he would be able to do it but... they had really lost hope in the last moments. But Roxanne pride didn't mean that she was sad. Over the next few days, Bianca would just catch her with red eyes and nose but she didn't say a word about it. She just let Roxanne smile, pretend that she wasn't just crying, and then asked Bianca how she was doing. Neither girl really smothered Dean, no one smothered each other. Bianca kept to Dean and Roxanne as much as she did before Sam died. Nothing more, nothing less. They were all mourning in their own way. Bianca had insisted on staying in a motel for a couple days before thy even tried to make a move for anything. It was a 'respect for the dead' thing. The girls always had a timeframe for certain things. One of their number had just died, they weren't going to paint the town red immediately. They needed time. Roxanne had eventually left them. It hadn't been a month yet and she was gone. But it wasn't like she just left in the night.... Actually, she did, but it was premeditated. She had told Bianca and Dean that it was time for her to leave and that she wanted them to have to best life together. There was only so much that Dean and Bianca could do while Roxanne was around, she didn't want to be the third wheel. So Roxanne had left but she promised to keep in touch so no one felt that she was running around and secretly training to become a dark lord.
Roxanne had actually begun town skipping. She worked little odd jobs, mostly in bars. She was put in the position that she hadn't been in for a while ; she had to learn to talk to people who weren't Dean, Sam, or Bianca. It wasn't that big of an adjustment but it took Roxanne a while to stop being so attentive and awkward. To be a bartender, you've got to know how to flirt so you could get better tips. Roxanne's biggest issue with her job was that she never took off her ring,so men knew that she was actually engaged. Well, Roxanne wasn't going to go around saying that she was a widow, that was a mood killer and would result in sympathy and the blonde did not want that at all. Roxanne had grown to being known as the artist wherever she went. She never really went by her own name, either, just in case Bianca and Dean wanted to find her. She wasn't running away from them, she just needed to time to herself. She went by Sam, now, but her last name remained the same. Roxanne had continued with her drawing, sometimes selling a painting or drawing. She had a nice living. Although, she still used some of the fake credit cards every now and then. She didn't like leaving people so she didn't get too attached to the people that she'd meet. Maybe a guy would flirt with her every now and then with motives that weren't innocent at all. Roxanne would kindly direct their attention to her ring and that would make them back off instantly. Roxanne wasn't all that big about guys before she met Sam and she'd be the same afterwards. She was engaged, no amount of time would change that. In the future, maybe she'd meet another guy but the principle of her engagement was still there no matter what. It was a shame that they didn't even get their wedding. Roxanne had actually settled down in one place after a couple months. She liked the bar that she worked at. It wasn't rowdy or a place for truckers, it was actually quite posh and the pay in itself was pretty nice when combined with the tips. She made friends at work who had suddenly insisted on calling her Sammie. She had a nice apartment for a single woman. It was small and didn't require much rent but that was how she liked it, she couldn't deal with a large house or huge apartment if she was living on her own. She was comfortable with where she was in life.
Bianca's life with Dean had been....well, great, actually. Once they decided that they spent enough of their times moping around, they got down to business. They got themselves a house in a nice neighborhood and their neighbors where nice but Bianca didn't care much for the women in the neighborhood for all they did was gossip about one another at the least. Bianca actually preferred the kids. Not because she was childish herself but because they were really fun to be around. They attended barbeques and had dates. Bianca learned to make pies and would occasionally make a cake just in spite of Dean. When it was warmer out, Bianca would wear sundresses, she looked adorable in them and no one could tell her otherwise. No one was completely over Sam. Even if Dean seemed happy, Bianca knew that he'd truly be happy if his brother was alive. No amount of pies or cuteness could suffice the happiness that same would bring. Bianca had taken up to reading. It started off with her buying one book for fun and it soon grew into there being an entire corner in their living room being littered with a stack of books that Bianca had completed. For a day or two after she finished a book, Dean would have to deal with a completely different girl. It wasn't her fault, sometimes she just took on to the people in the books. She grew to people to easily! Occasionally, Dean would have to deal with a couple kids in their house. It wasn't the big of a deal but, sometimes, Bianca just didn't tell him that it was going to happen. The little boys in the neighborhood would stare up starry eyed at Bianca and, whenever Dean came in the room without knowing what he was going to be faced with, he was greeted by simultaneous 'Hi Dean's from both Bianca and a few of the little girls. There was just one in particular that Bianca liked especially because she had the courage to ask what Dean liked so that she could impress him. It didn't even seem to matter that Bianca was Dean's girlfriend or that Dean himself was a grown man that the little girl was merely a child, not even a teenager yet.
But today wasn't a sunshine type of day for Bianca. Bianca was seated on their couch, a blanket wrapped around her from head to toe, while staring at the TV. Her nose was red but not from crying, but because she was sick. She had been sick for a day or two and, quite frankly, she was torn between enjoying that she was sick or hating it. She enjoyed it because Dean was taking care of her and she hated it because Dean was taking care of her. She loved that he was being so considerate but she hated taking medicine and so far, she hadn't drunken a single drop and she didn't intend on doing so. She just sat on their couch looking miserable and flipping the channels until she found something that she'd like to watch. Mostly it would be cartoons because nothing else was on except for daytime talk shows and dramas like General Hospital or whatever. " Dean!" Bianca called out, her voice being a hoarse. " Can I get some juice!?" After a tiny bit of silence, Bianca added. " And a cookie! If there are any left!"
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx◆ xx Sweet Sixteen and we had arrived x Walking down the streets as they whistlex "hi, hi!"xxxx Stealing police cars with xthe senior guysx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTeachers said that xwe'd never make it out alive.xThere she was, my new best friendxHigh heels in her handsxSwaying in the wind xxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2013 6:07 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 had a pretty good future with Bianca. Over the past few months, Dean managed to get a job. Finally, he said when he gave the news to Bianca at their new house. It was a good place to live for a couple, though at times Dean would lounge on the couch with the bills, muttering constantly how his girlfriend was expensive in a joking manner. Dean worked at a normal job, retired from the hunter life like he promised Bianca. He helps out on building houses. Hey, prying open coffins and sawing off vampire heads is close enough to this, right? Dean promised Bianca all the parties and invites that were granted and attended them. Well, the ones that Bianca wished. And, to add on to Bianca's promise of living a normal life, he hangs out one night a week at a bar with a group of guys. Dean's been to all the stuff that he always pictured a plain, good side would be. Kids' birthday parties to chat with the family and to let Bianca play around with the short people. Dean had been to barbeques more than he could count. He can remember him picking out two beers and opening them with ease. After the lids would be open, he'd walk up to the cook of the afternoon by the grill and hand him the extra beer.
There were a few times when Dean appeared behind Bianca when she's talking to the kids, leaning in over her shoulder for her to place a kiss on his cheek. While he do this, his free hand would touch her opposite waist in a comforting, couple like manner. Dean had to skip bar night that night because a certain someone in the house gotten sick. The guys complained, groaned, griped about how now they won't get the ladies attention, but Dean had to break it to them that he got to stay in to take care of his lady. He'd rather be making sure Bianca was back on her feet, giggling around with the many underages rather than standing around a bar all night for girls to walk by him, linger their touch on his arms, and have guys ask for gory details of his sex life before Bianca. It's not like Dean would provide them with such detail. When he heard his name called out, he directed his eyes down the hall he heard Bianca from. When she asked for juice in that sick voice of hers, Dean felt a quiet chuckle escape his lips. She knew that he was going to give her the drink, so he quickly returned to what he was doing. Shutting down the house, doing one last run. He can't help it. He's very protective.
Dean walked around the house, peeking out every window through the binds. When he was met with a door, he would switch all the locks - the maximum of two - and turn the knob to make sure that the door was locked. While he did this, however, he was draped in sweatpants and a grey t shirt with a glass of whiskey in his hand. Just when he was peeking out the last window covered in binds in the house, Bianca called out for a cookie. Downing the rest of the alcohol, Dean swallowed the golden liquid and felt the burning sensation down his throat. When he approached inside the living room, where Bianca was currently on the couch, with a plate of warm cookies that he heated up and a tall glass of juice. "Hey, B," said Dean with a smile as he came from the hallway from behind the couch. Circling around the couch to where he was in front, he set the plate down on the coffee table before sitting down at the end of her feet. Leaning over, Dean gently handed her the drink she requested with an encouraging smile. "Here ya go, you big baby," Dean teased with a wink with a smirk.
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 Oct 01, 2013 7:37 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Bianca knew why Dean had taken a little while. He did rounds of the house every night. Bianca didn't mind, nor did she call him out on it. Bianca kept a hand gun in the top drawer of the nightstand next to her side of the bed. If she heard a noise in the middle of the night, the odds better be in the favor of whatever was making that noise. That portion of hunting may never leave them at all. Bianca had a job of her own also that she was just getting used to. She expected it to take her a lot longer to become a nurse but it really didn't. She wasn't that big of a deal, she only got called in when someone was absent. She didn't go through college, she just took classes for the particular profession to get where she needed to be. Still, being a nurse was being a nurse and she enjoyed it regardless. Being full time would have meant that she'd spend less time with Dean and that was a no for the moment.
" Yay" said Bianca weakly as she received her juice and set her gaze on the plate of cookies. Yes, she was a big baby even if he was only teasing her about it. She just wanted her cookies and juice. Bianca looked at her juice skeptically, sniffing it. " Did you put medicine in this?" she asked. She understood that medicine would help her a little but all it would do, in her opinion, was make her feel drowsy and that's the main reason why Bianca hated being sick. She discarded her question and just sipped her juice happily before positioning herself so that she could get a cookie to bite into. As Bianca chewed, she told Dean. " It would have been alright if you went to the bar, you know. You may have come back to me dying on the floor but at least you would have had more fun than catering to my sick needs" Bianca had never actually asked Dean what went on when he went to the bar. It was just a simple 'had fun?' every time. It's not like she didn't care about what he was doing because she did, she just understood that it was his guy time. Just like she'd have those once-in-a-blue-moon time with the ladies and they'd talk about whatever gossip they had to provide. Bianca nibbled on her cookie quietly, her eyes looking everywhere else in the room except for on Dean and the TV. She always did this when she ate something like a cookie. Bianca never took normal sized bites for some reason, she just nibbled and nibbled and nibbled until it was all gone. " I bet it was one of those little boogers that got me sick." Bianca never called them kids or little people, just boogers. Bianca would make a nice mother one day, she didn't treat kids like they were kids. If they got on her nerves, she'd tell them. It was that simple, you really didn't need to sugar coat anything for kids just because you're an adult. " Lilly asked me if we're going to have a baby soon" said Bianca, sipping her juice nonchalantly. The baby question was frequent for Bianca. Maybe a kid would ask it every one in a while just because Bianca really let it be known that she loved kids or maybe a mother would ask it since Bianca seemed so good with kids and because she was still young. " Again." she added ruefully. Bianca wanted to have a kid with Dean but, jesus, they just moved here not too long ago. It's been close to a year since Sam jumped into the pit, Bianca highly doubted that kids were on either of their minds.
Bianca smiled innocently as she reached for another cookie and began to nibble once more. Nothing changed much with Bianca except for wardrobe. She was still the same but a lot more serious from time to time. She still made a lot of jokes but part of her wasn't as happy as she wanted to be. Bianca finished up her cookie and her juice before placing the empty glass on the coffee table. " You should be receiving a present soon from your little admirer" she said, a grin coming to her face. She loved talking about Lilly. She was one of the most adorable girls in the world who just so happened to have a crush on Dean. " I think I have competition, I have to step up my game. She won't even tell me what she's getting you because she thinks I'm going to try to top her" Yeah, Bianca loved this little girl the most. It was like Bianca was getting into little cat fights every other day. " I think she's going to kill me. I asked her if she understood that I was your girlfriend and she stared right into my eyes and said 'not for long'. Dean, I'm scared. I'm sick right now, this is her time to make a move. I'm not healthy enough to win this battle. She's like freaking ten!"
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTeachers said that xwe'd never make it out alive.xThere she was, my new best friendxHigh heels in her handsxSwaying in the wind xxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Wed Oct 02, 2013 8:37 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 !! Beating the crowd. That's all Hunter Sam Winchester could think of at the moment. To just wait out everyone until they drunkly realize the time and head off to slumber or to crash another late opening bar. Either way, Sam stayed in the back, in the abyss of shadows, to wait for everyone gone but Roxanne. Yes, Roxanne Hunter. The blonde haired female who was once his fiancé - wait. A flicker of light bounced off of something that was on Roxanne's finger as she glided her hand on a rag across the counter to clean up the alcohol. The engagement ring. The sight of the memory piece brought a small, appreciated smile on Sam's peach lips. His hazel eyes narrowed on Roxanne just as she tossed the wet and dirty rag away without a care for the thing. But that's not what Sam was focusing on. He was rather trying to figure out her past year just by the expression on her features. Her mouth wasn't curved so there wasn't a single shred of smile on her face to show off her remarkable, glowing, and powerful face. Her blonde curls were still very long; longer since Sam last saw her. That last day. When they were tangled in each others arms, their mouth bruised from how they smashed their lips together repeatedly, and their messed up, slacking appearance when they decided to move downstairs afterwards.
Sam stood in the back, in one hand holding a beer. In between his index finger and his ring finger held the neck of a wet bottle of alcohol that Sam ordered before Roxanne's shift. If Roxanne gets off work early, Sam would surely follow the female. But for now, he decided to stake out the area. The confused hunter didn't know what to do. Should he merge away from the wimpy darkness and try to strike up a few words? Whatever approach Sam makes, he believe that he may not be greeted with a hug but with holy water splashed in his face. Understandable. Sam's heart thudded fast against his chest as he tried to mentally yell at his legs to move, to even bend at the knee, and to just arch outward as if he were to take a step. But his position remained in the back where the familiar bartender wouldn't be able to gaze upon him. No. Sam remained glued to the floor and decided to carry out his first plan. Wait the crowd out.
Dean peered over at Bianca as she happily accepted the glass of juice from his hands and took a huge sip of the thing. His eyes raked over her features as he noticed the sickly symptoms. Puffy eyes, red nose, all sick like. "If this isn't the greatest couple thing - watching the other being sick - then I don't know what," teased Dean with a wink, hoping to make Bianca feel better on such a sad, pitiful night where she's out sick and away from the giggling midgets she calls 'kids.' Dean reached a hand over and placed it gently over her knee on top of the soft blanket he laid on her earlier before he did his nightly rounds. Dean was beginning to think that Bianca was about to be feeling better, until she brought up one of the kids. Lilly? Oh, Dean noticed her a few times. That small girl who seemed to make it awkward from time to time. As Bianca ranted on about that small girl, Dean laughed. "I know you said that you have competition, but you may actually be jealous of this girl, Bianca?" Dean asked with a cocky smirk plastered on his scruffy bearded face.
Absentmindedly, Dean's thumb on Bianca's knee started to stroke up and down. Up and down, in a gentle manner that he learned. When Bianca began to over exaggerate about Lilly and killing her, he arched a brow and laughed lightly. "I doubt a little girl is going to kill you just to proclaim her love for me, Bianca," assured Dean with a roll of his eyes as he took the empty glass of what was juice from her hands and lifted himself away from the couch. He moved over to the kitchen, which was connected to the living room, and started to rinse off that cup. While he did so, out of pure habit, he peered out the window. He had to be safe for Bianca. He wasn't scared of Lilly, but of the other creatures he and Bianca killed. When he was done, he moved back over to the couch and sat himself down in his spot he sat in earlier.
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 Oct 03, 2013 4:29 pm
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Roxanne wiped the bar at work, minding her own business. She wasn't the only bartender working at the moment but that didn't mean she was in the mood to talk to everyone. Don't get her wrong, Roxanne spoke to everyone at work, she just wasn't in the mood at the moment. A man that she was serving had tried to make a pass at her before he left and Roxanne did her signature ring exposure but the man continued, asking her if she was actually happy in the engagement. That one hadn't exactly happened before and now Roxanne had to think of a way to react to that in case it happened again. Roxanne liked this bar, it was the type of bar that husbands went to after a good fight with their wives. The type of husbands that currently debate whether or not they're willing to ruin their whole marriage with one single act. That's when Roxanne swooped in. She and her fellow bar people had made a game out of who could get the most tips at the end of the night and Roxanne usually ended up being in at least the top five. Sometimes she'd be the sultry vixen or the bubbly blonde, sometimes she just spoke to the men. Not all of them where there to cop a feel. Roxanne looked at the watch on her wrist before tossing the rag aside, these people took forever to leave. It's not like Roxanne had anyone to go home to but still, a girl wants to go to her dwellings. Maybe she'd watch a movie or something to keep her occupied until she really felt like crashing. The sleeping pattern that hunting caused hadn't really left Roxanne. She didn't require much sleep, she was always up earlier than she needed to be which was why she had burned through so many books she intended to read and so many movies she intended to watch. It was a simple life.
"Sam" a male voice called. It wasn't like Roxanne wasn't paying attention, she was fully attentive, but she was pretty sure that she was the only Sam that was in that bar at the moment. Still, a male approached beside her and leaned into her. If you didn't know better, you'd think he was putting the moves on her. " Don't look now but I think some guy's checking you out". Roxanne looked up at the guy before a smile finally cracked on her face. It was a mocking one. They did this about several times a night. This man was the only one who Roxanne worked with who actually knew that Roxanne was some sort of a widow. His excuse for trying to get her back out there was that 'it's been some time' or 'he'd want you to be happy'. Roxanne just smiled her sickening smile before saying. " Not interested" This was enough of a statement to make the man move further away. " But this one's really cute" he insisted. Roxanne arched a brow. " Are you sure you want me to go out with the guy or is it you who wants to live vicariously" Roxanne tugged at the edge of her crop top, feeling triumphant with her gay comment. The guy wasn't gay, he even tried to make a pass at Roxanne before she told him that she just wasn't up for relationships and wouldn't be any time soon. Her friend gave her a grin and a goofy eyebrow wiggle before departing from her side. Roxanne let out a deep side and directed for her coworker to cut the music off for a minute. Time to speed things up. Roxanne carefully got on top of the bar, literally standing on top of it, and waited a minute or two as she received her various cat calls. " Thank you, thank you" she said loud enough for everyone in the bar to hear. " Listen, ya'll don't have to go home but you've got to get the hell out of here. People want to go home. Don't forget to tip your bartender!" Roxanne winked before getting off the counter and fixing her clothes once more. Majority of the people in the bar took the hint and began to grab up their things before exiting the bar.
Now that the bar was being cleared out and the music was turned off, everything was much more quiet. " Sammie" said the same male before as he slid a shot down from his end of the bar to Roxanne at the other end. The blonde downed the shot as quickly as possible before shaking her head, making a sour face. " How're you feeling tonight?" he asked her. Roxanne shrugged. " Fine, I guess. I don't need your escort" Roxanne wiped up the counter before leaning on it. Watching the stragglers leave. " Alright, I'm clocking out" said Roxanne, completely oblivious to the male that had been lurking, just waiting for her to leave. The blonde bent down behind the counter and grabbed her bag and jacket, bidding her friends farewells. " See you tomorrow!" she said, walking straight out of the bar.
Bianca scoffed at Dean. " I'm not jealous, I'm just cautious" She was actually neither but she loved to humor the little girl. She enjoyed Lilly's crush on Dean, how sometimes she'd make the room feel really awkward, how she'd occasionally stare at Dean in a godly type of awe. If only the little girl knew the truth. Actually, Bianca highly doubted that the idea of Dean being a former hunter would make him any less attractive in the little girl's mind. For a ten year old, she had a really vivid imagination about Dean. Bianca didn't even notice that Dean began to stroke her knee with his thumb. She had gotten so used to it that sometimes she'd just melt into the comfort. " You do not spend as much time as I do with Lilly. I doubt she'll kill me but she'll probably make me look bad! And as soon as my self esteem is low, she'd going to weasel herself in with her pretty little face and those childlike eyes and her chipmunk cheeks and you'll be powerless to her adorable little child charms. I know she'd planning something. She's been saving her allowance for you, Dean. That's commitment." No one seemed to understand Bianca's fascination with this little girl who seemed to want to steal her boyfriend. At 10 years old, there was no way in hell Bianca was going to save her allowance in order to get a guy's affection unless it was to buy herself a new outfit.
Once Dean returned from putting the cup in the kitchen, Bianca changed her position so that she was laying on her back with her head in his lap. Bianca smiled up at him, her nose crinkling a bit. Bianca always seemed just a little bit happier after talking about the kids she was always with. She wasn't afraid to admit that they brightened up her days. " When I feel better, I'm going to make you a pie." Bianca had grown to truly enjoy baking pies for Dean. She'd try to get him to make pies with her but Bianca found herself not wanting to share the kitchen when she was trying to do something. She just shooed him away after a couple minutes. Bianca sighed heavily as she looked up at Dean. Sometimes she'd just stare at him when she was like this, try to count the freckles on his face. She'd always get lost somewhere and end up rambling on about whatever came to her head. " I think we should watch a movie or something. I've been sick, like, all day. I need a distraction from the war that is going on inside of me." Bianca covered her mouth as she let out a small yawn. She was actually close enough to get Dean sick if she coughed or sneezed but Bianca refused to let that happen to him. If she felt like doing one out of the two while she was near Dean, the girl would practically run to a window before she released any of her germs. " I've blown through an entire book, I watched TV. I couldn't even go outside because the door's too far away" It really wasn't but, right now, Bianca was in sick mode. Reaching for the remote would have been a workout. " I hate being sick"
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx◆ xx Sweet Sixteen and we had arrived x Walking down the streets as they whistlex "hi, hi!"xxxx Stealing police cars with xthe senior guysx
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Fri Oct 04, 2013 7:24 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 !! (Don't really know what to post for Dean right now, so I'm just gonna post for Sam c; )
Sam Winchester glared as a random man stood rather too close to Roxanne for Sam's comfort. He found himself taking a huge swig of the alcohol in his hand before letting out a sharp sigh, his teeth barely baring. The way he leaned into her, the way his lips brushed over Roxanne's ear to whisper, Sam felt a pang of jealousy course throughout his entire body. But then again. He couldn't blame her if she felt the courage to send herself out to the world again. Sam left her empty handed, filled with the pain that he jumped into the pit to save the world and before he did so, he told them to leave the cage alone. To not pry at the damn thing because not only could the release Sam but Lucifer as well, but a pissed off one. Sam turned his head away, not wanting to deem so interested in the female who worked at the bar considering that she thinks that he's dead. As a woman checked him out, her eyes drinking him in, Sam just nodded back at her with a nod, like a common bar man who was strolling alone in a bar at this time of the night. Rather be pegged as a man to pick up girls than a stalker who can't keep his eyes off of the blonde bartender. When Roxanne rose to the top of the counter, not only did Sam look up but everyone else in the bar as well. A few guys cheered, even whistled out wolf calls when she did so. A man behind Sam was one of those guys. When he did so, Sam just elbowed him in the ribs rather harshly and heard the groan that escaped this man's lips. Sam laughed, as if he was a drunk, and patted the guy on the back. "Ah! My bad! I didn't see ya there, buddy," fibbed Sam before giving him a push and the man collapsed to the ground from the lack of air. Well, Sam rather roughed up in his time in Hell, plus the whole life thing of training to be a hunter.
When the man was gone, Sam pretended as if he was about to leave with the dying crowd as well, but trying to savior the last drop of pure alcohol he held in his hand. Even if he deemed to be interested in the label that was all wet know from the bottle, Sam really wasn't. There were times when he would discreetly twitch his eyes towards his fiancé and watch her move around. Eventually, she called it. She was going home. Sam set his empty beer bottle down on the table and exited the empty building through the front, not really following her as she exited out through the back. Sam waited for the female at an alleyway. Sure, he knew how bad this looked, but he couldn't be seen. When Roxanne's bright blonde air brush by the small opening, Sam felt his heart thud faster against his chest. And instantly, everything that could go wrong hit him like a ton of bricks. But he knew that if he backed out now, he would probably wait around for another year again but find her with another man probably. No, he wasn't doing this for selfish reasons. She needed to know what crawled into her town and how she should protect herself from it. Walking up behind her, Sam leaned down to where he could whisper in her ear. "It's me. Sam," he whispered, hoping that he wouldn't be met with a punch to the face. That wouldn't be smooth at all.
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 Oct 05, 2013 6:05 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
xx ◟ x x ║█████████████ ✽ ███ x xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE THE GREEN LIGHT xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I CAN SEE IT IN YOUR EYES xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx IS A RESIDENT OF THE SMALL WORLD xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Roxanne walked out of the bar, clutching her purse lightly. Her only issue every night was passing the alley way because you never know what creeps are just lurking for a woman to pass by. But whoever thought they could get anything out of Roxanne would be horribly mistaken. Now, the blonde wasn't super strong, she had an average strength for her body type but, even so, she'd put up a fight. And if that didn't work, she'd be forced to use her powers. But that occasion has never come about. Actually, it once did but the man just wanted change for a cab so he wouldn't have to drive. Roxanne thought that was nice. As she passed the alleyway, the blonde gripped her purse even tighter, the hair on the back on her neck rising for a moment. Only a couple more minutes and she'd be in the safety of her own home. Roxanne could practically feel somebody behind her and her body tensed when the male whispered into her ear. Roxanne didn't even turned around to look at the guy, she just pushed him against the brick wall of a building and took a small gun out of her purse. It wasn't loaded, that would be dangerous to walk into work with. Especially since, on some nights, Roxanne would be leaving a little on the drunk side, herself. " Listen you perv-" her sentence trailed off as she got a better look at the man in the streetlight. A million thoughts ran through her mind in a matter of seconds. She could be going crazy, that would be a really easy way out of the scenario, but he seemed all too real. But how? She saw him go into the pit, body and all. Even if it could be a demon, there was no body for it to possess so how? Roxanne backed away and put her gun away, she didn't want to have that thing out in the open. She seemed like she was going to say something until her friend from the bar came storming up, calling her 'Sam'. Roxanne cringed at this, if the man who she nearly called a pervert was actually her dead fiancé, he'd know that she had been using his name. That was the corniest thing ever. As the man grew nearer, he handed Roxanne a phone. " You forgot this" he announced to her. Roxanne smiled gratefully and took her phone from him. " Thank you..." she said. The man looked from Sam to Roxanne before leaning closer to Roxanne and asking if everything was alright. Roxanne just nodded even though things were far from alright. Her friend didn't seem to buy into it but Roxanne didn't give him any reason not to as she grabbed Sam by his wrist and began to drag him away, calling out 'bye' behind her. If anything, this could be assumed as Roxanne finally letting go of her dead lover.
As soon as they got out of earshot, Roxanne spoke rather harshly. " Don't talk. Don't say a damn word until I tell you to" Well, her sudden anger could be understandable. How did he come back? Yeah, last time she helped bring Dean back but at least she knew what was going on there. Now, Sam just strolled up behind her and made a not-so-grand entrance! Roxanne dragged him down a couple blocks and around a corner before they reached a small apartment building. Before they even entered, Roxanne turned to look at Sam once more, making sure he still looked like himself. Well, she was about to take this man into her house, she had to make sure that she wasn't bugging out before when he looked like himself. With a heavy sigh, Roxanne spun around and barged through the entrance, breaking her nightly routine of checking her mail. She had been expecting a dress in the mail but now wasn't the time to fan girl over her cute dresses! Her building was sort of like the one in The Big Bang Theory, except her elevator actually worked and Roxanne just chose not to use it. She lived on the second floor, what was the point in using that thing? Roxanne continued her leading straight up the stairs to her floor and only letting go of Sam's wrist in order to fish her keys from her bag and open her apartment door but right after that? She gripped his wrist once more and lead him into the apartment, just kicking the door closed behind her. Her apartment was rather clean, Bianca would be proud. There was a corner with an easel that had a half finished painting on it that looked exactly like the cemetery that Sam had supposedly died in. She only spent some part of the day in this apartment which could explain why it was so orderly. She had become a night bird, she worked at the bar until she could work any more. But the apartment was very appropriate for a girl like her. It didn't seem like much of a permanent stay because, who knows, maybe one night Roxanne may just want to skip town. But the paint stains in various colors on the walls and a dirty smock let it be known what Roxanne's free time consisted of. Roxanne lead him straight into the middle of the living room, right on top of a circular rug that had a demon trap painted on the floor under it. Well, if he could move then they could discuss this, if he couldn't move then there was a lot of explaining to be done. As soon as he was in the middle of the rug, Roxanne let go of his wrist and move away from the rug, tossing her bag and jacket to the side before opening her arms wide and plastering a smile on her face. " Give me a hug!" she squealed as if she was genuinely excited about seeing him. " If this hug goes as expected, then you could talk" That kind of blew her entire charade out of the water but he was already trapped if he was actually a demon in disguise. If he couldn't move, he better explain himself. Roxanne didn't take the demon knife, sadly. She much rather preferred Dean having it in case something went sour over at his dwellings with Bianca. But that didn't mean that Roxanne wouldn't leave that demon there and hurriedly drive to Dean and Bianca's to receive the knife. She wouldn't let this thing walk around with the face of her fiancé.
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxTeachers said that xwe'd never make it out alive.xThere she was, my new best friendxHigh heels in her handsxSwaying in the wind xxxx
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxThen she starts to cry xMascara running down her little xBambi eyesx"Lana how I hate those guys" xThis is what makes us girls x
xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 9:07 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 obeyed as he shoved against a wall, the impact sending pain throughout his back. Jeez, Roxanne gotten rougher, didn't she? Sam knitted his eyebrows together and cocked his head to the side when Roxanne crammed a gun in between his ribcage, her eyes finally resting on him. She spat out the first words with such anger that Sam wasn't very familiar with being through at him. It wasn't as harsh when she bit them at Lucifer and pounded on his chest that year ago. Lucifer made Sam watch. But now? She sounded like she was done and didn't want up to be put up with anyone's crap at the moment. But all that anger lines washed off her forehead, the ones where Sam just wanted to run his thumb over softly to make it vanish. He straightened himself against the wall, not going to push Roxanne any further, and his jaw locked. His raised his hands in mock surrender, his eyebrows raised sky high now - something that Dean worn on his face many times. "Yes, it's me," said Sam, as if he was reading her mind.
But then the man from the bar who was all over Roxanne approached the two of them. When Roxanne directed her attention towards the man and off of Sam, Sam ran a hand over his mouth due to frustration. His eyes bore angrily into the man who leaned into Roxanne to no doubt ask her if she was alright. Sam wanted to tell Roxanne to just go, but then he recalled something that the man said. Before he asked her if she was alright, but he called her Sam. This made him face his attention over to his fiancé, see her just nod in response for the man. But instead of thinking about the fact she lied to a comrade, Sam was gaping at the fact she used his name. And instantly, his wrist was grabbed and he was being pulled away. Without hesitation, Sam turned around and extended his middle finger towards the man who stood too close to Roxanne for his comfort.
When he was dragged inside the apartment that Roxanne claimed as her own by fishing for her keys, Sam gawked around the place. He never realized that she would be living on her own. Well, hopefully, that's what Sam would find. He didn't want to be greeted with a room that was filled with pictures of her and some other stranger that Sam has to be jealous of again. But when he was met with a normal apartment that only read that Roxanne lived here, Sam felt a wash over relief fill his lungs. She continued to drag him, although he didn't know why. It's not like he was going anywhere. But she only let go after pulling him further into the room, and this made Sam arch a brow. And that angered expression left her features and happiness etched onto her face. She told him to give her a hug, but gave him a hint of what she expected out of him. "Heh, I may have been gone for a year.. But I'm not stupid, Roxanne," retorted Sam as if he was insulted. But she seemed to keep her arms extended and a face that told him to just approach her. Because she needed to know. Sam's eyes twitched down on the obvious rug that held a demon trap symbol underneath. His jaw locked to the side as he tried to play this off coolly, just shoving one hand inside his pocket. He took in a deep breath and moved his eyes towards the distant for a second before they fixated on Roxanne once more. "Alright," Sam said. Sam slowly stalked towards the edge of the rug, his toes nearly curling underneath his boots. But right at the edge of the rug and the trap, there was something that was like a wall. Something that was holding him back. Sam shut his eyes tightly and let out a deep exhale as if he was holding his breath this whole time. When he opened his eyelids, he gazed guiltily into Roxanne's eyes, afraid of her reaction.
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 Oct 05, 2013 9:57 am
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx──────────── xx ◆ xx And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen x To undo what has been done. x Turn off all the lights xxxx Let the morning come.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxNow there’s green light in my eyes xAnd my lover on my mind. xAnd I’ll sing from the piano xtear my yellow dress and
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxCry xxand xx cry xxand xxcry xxxxOVERxxxxTHE xxxxLOVE xxxxOF xxxx YOU !
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The smile on Roxanne's face disappeared so quickly that you would have doubted it was ever there in the first place. Her arms went down loosely to her sides and she just shook her head. The blonde rubbed her face. She was expecting for him not to be able to move but even she'd have to admit that part of her wanted him to be able to move and just give her a hug. Walking away from Sam in the demon trap, Roxanne went into god knows were in her apartment. She took a while but when she came back she was in a completely different outfit. Instead of her bar girl attire, she was in a large shirt - one of Sam's that she rarely touched except for nights when she just needed some of his - and shorts that were barely visible. Then she had a little squirt gun in her hand. She eyed Sam, not really having a care about how long she took. He wasn't going anywhere, that was for sure. " You're going to listen to me, alright?" she said. Her words were like a whip. She wasn't putting up with any s**t right now, not tonight, and not any night. " A year ago, my fiancé jumped into the pit. Body and all. That's the question of the hour. There wasn't a body to possess so how?" she asked. The squirt gun that she had was filled with holy water. She had much more thing around the house that she could use to assist her in this interrogation. " I'd shiv you where you stand if I could" Roxanne glanced at the clock on her wall. If she needed to, she could be at Dean and Bianca's by late morning and back in the evening to end this thing. Even if Roxanne was more concerned with how all this was possible, she was inwardly damning herself. A demon found her. Roxanne finally stopped her town hopping and she ended up being found by a demon. Most importantly, a demon that looked like Sam. The possibility of this demon actually being her Sam hadn't even occurred to the girl, she wouldn't let that thought be the first to come to her mind because she'd be letting her guard down if it was wrong. " And don't speak to me like you know me." Now Roxanne squirted Sam with a bit of holy water like she was reprimanding an animal for bad behavior.
Roxanne pulled up a chair in front of Sam and sat in it, staring at the man. She had been working the bar scene all day in heeled boots, she needed the seat. " Are you here to kill me or something? Try to torture my feelings a bit by looking like Sam? Your plan is pretty stupid since you're currently trapped and I'll be more than excited if you had another demons with you. The more the merrier, right?" At least it was her that was dealing with this instead of Dean and Bianca. She always told her sister if Roxanne didn't contact them for more than two months, something went wrong. It had been a month since Roxanne hadn't exactly gave them a call and she had intended on going to visit them soon but now that would be problematic considering that she had a demon trapped in the middle of her living room. Roxanne had such a listless look on her face. At least she was a little more lively at the bar, accepting her cat calls and participating in playful banter. Now her eyes were cold and emotionless, just wanting to get to the bottom of this situation. " Depending on how long this takes, I can guarantee your death. Unless you give me a reason not to but that's highly unlikely. I will not be manipulated" Roxanne leaned over and went into her bag, taking out the small gun. She shook her head at the sight of it and reached over to the couch where she took some bullets out to load the gun. Quite frankly, there were several bullets hidden all over the house in case Roxanne even needed them. Can't have them all in one place now could she? This actually gun was only precautionary at the moment. " So.... you're not really going anywhere at all, might as well start talking. I've got a lot more holy water and I could easily get the demon knife and be back within a short time frame."
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xxxxxxWe all look for heaven and we put love firstxxxxSomething that we'd die for xIt's our curse.
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