May 2012
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The problem with most people who learntdark witchcraft was how few other morals they had. Her lead on the car went nowhere with the licence plate being registered as stolen, which made a break into the high school and its student ID database necessary to find the blond. Troy Harrow was the closest match she could find to her memory of the boy’s face, and jotting down his address Jo made her...
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The main problem with a witch hunt was there is honestly no ‘tell’ to give away a witch. No flinching at ‘christo’, no weird reflections, no reactions to salt or iron a normal human wouldn’t have, no give-aways’ at all other than finding a motive. Speaking to the victims or those around them was the only way, and that in itself was an issue given how much people...
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Three broken necks in one school, all within a one week period, was enough of a whiff for Jo to take off towards Trenton. If all three, or even two, had been involved in some sort of sport at the time, she wouldn’t have bothered - but given one was practising his flute and another was working in a computer lab alongside a footballer, it sounded a little too suspicious to be normal for her....
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Things had been different the last few weeks, more than half her time was spent out on the road either hunting monster and demons or hunting information about them. A pair of demons causing trouble in Owensboro, KY gave her the slip a few times before she was able to pin them down, costing her the few days lead she had on a rusalka case near Erie, PA and made her have to throw the information to a...
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angelofthuresday:
fightevilandthengetblownup:
“I think I’ll drive back, but thanks. It’s kind of relaxing.” Jo gives the metal beneath her an affectionate pat like it was a pet or small child before looking back at the angel with a grateful smile. “You don’t need to push it, I’m happy to make my own way and I’m sure you have other things you should save your energy for.”
He nods. “Alright.”...
angelofthuresday:
He’s only mildly surprised when he realizes he does know what she means. He wouldn’t have had any idea just a few years ago. He smiles. “You’re welcome.” Since they’re in the middle of nowhere at the moment, he adds, “Would you like a lift anywhere? I can probably take the vehicle too.” If he tries hard enough.
“I think I’ll drive back, but thanks. It’s kind...
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angelofthuresday:
Castiel’s lips quirk up for a second before he looks away. “I don’t regret knowing you exist either, Jo.” He doesn’t know what to say after that, feeling awkward, so he waits to see if Jo has any other thoughts on her mind. His own thoughts turn to Anna. He really needs to talk to her, and soon.
Letting out a laugh at his response, Jo shakes her head taking a few steps back...
angelofthuresday:
Castiel blinks at the emotion behind her rant, but he can’t say he doesn’t understand. He touches her arm lightly before speaking softly. “The angels were hurt too, you know. Our Father and Creator abandoned us without a word.. I believe Dean would call that ‘daddy issues.’” He grimaces and lowers his arm. “My point is I know what you’re saying.” Castiel thinks if he were...
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angelofthuresday:
“Ah. Them.” Castiel listens carefully before answering. “I see.” It makes sense, sort of. There was a time he wouldn’t have understood the concept of not believing in God, but now… well, now he does. He still knows the Lord exists, but he also knows He’s left the building. And angels are below God, so if you don’t have faith in God, they go too. “How do you feel about it...
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greyfacewhispers:
“Thanks Jo, that would be nice.” /He’s honestly surprised she would offer to do something like that, he’d have thought she’d have enjoyed not having to look at him for a while. Grey looks at her working on the things she’s got.
“I’m going to go upstairs and grab a shower and change of clothes.” /He gets up and walks out of the room. He wants to say he missed her while he was...
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/When she asks about why he was away he shifts uncomfortably, pulling his knee up and resting his chin on it. He was hunting that much is true but it was also really hard to stay in the house with Jo as angry as she was. Her smelling like food was horrible for him. He shrugs.
“I was hunting, yeah.”
Jo doubts that that was the only reason, but she was starting to think...
greyfacewhispers:
“Do I look like a flannel person?” /He flushes when he realizes he’s defending a choice because of a vanity reason but there’s little else to it. He just doesn’t think he looks good in flannel. He shifts at the comment about the guns. He’s seen the few Jo keeps. Touched some of them without her knowing. They don’t feel like something he could ever be comfortable with.
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/Grey sighs when she sits on the table, going to sit in the remaining chair and giving her a look that’s pretty clearly telling her if she wants to get the chair she can even with him sitting in it currently. He makes a face at the hunter comment.
“I hope I never have to do that, especially if I have to take a gun. I’m pretty sure that would only end badly. Also I don’t...
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“Shoot. Well I can just lean against a wall…” /Grey says awkwardly, wondering if Jo wants to go grab the chair. He does lean against the door frame. He question makes him tilt his head to the side, wondering why she’s interested.
“Well yeah. Things like ghouls and rawheads are easy to find and generally not to smart. Skinwalkers and shapeshifters are harder to find but...
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“Sure. Why don’t we sit down in the… there are still chairs in the living room right?” /He says, stepping into the hall with her. He misses the couch. Crowley was just being an asshole to get rid of it. Grey shrugs at her question.
“Find riskier ones to eat. There are always going to be monsters topside, it’s just a matter of finding them. And demons, if there’s demons...
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“Actually yeah. Monsters getting over the whole high of being out and starting to be more careful about leaving a trail and usually the ones who aren’t already have hunters after them.” /Grey looks up at her, quickly looking away again and leaning against the counter.
Jo frowns, wavering slightly and taking a step forward before retreating again, pulling a face as she talks....
greyfacewhispers:
“Hopefully I won’t have to tell you anything because there won’t be a next time. But if there is I’ll… I’ll wait until after breakfast.” /His sick crawls at the thought of having to tell her again Crowley’s been around. He didn’t want to last time, but he had to. If there is a next time and it doesn’t involve her or the people she cares about he just won’t mention it. ...
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“I don’t want to ever talk to him or see him again.” /Grey turns away at the flash of anger, he almost apologizes again but really it doesn’t mean much considering what he did. They can just go back to avoiding each other now, he thinks as he throws the empty box in the trash. He doesn’t move to follow her into the hallway.
“Nothing else happened did it?”
“You and me...
greyfacewhispers:
“That demon wouldn’t have happened to be called Ruby would it?” /Grey’s a little pissed off Ruby would come back here and especially at her approaching Jo. He chews on the cookie, frowning deeply. He’ll just take care of any demons he sees around here, hopefully it doesn’t make Crowley too angry.
“I didn’t see any of them when I came in but they’re smart enough to avoid me. ...
greyfacewhispers:
“What visitor?” /Grey frowns at the comment about the lookouts. He had hoped that Crowley hadn’t actually left lookouts, if he’d have known he would have taken care of them. Not that they can actually get in the house anyway but should one have caught Jo leave… it didn’t bear thinking about.
“Thanks Jo but I prefer monsters that haven’t brought themselves to hunter attention...
greyfacewhispers:
“Yeah just me. Who else would it be?” /Grey tilts his head to the side, almost smiling but stopping when she stiffens and her tone drops from light to harsh. He shrugs
“I was just hunting. Harder to find favorable conditions to find something to eat now.” /He doesn’t like talking to her about his eating habits, he never does but she did ask. He takes a cookie out of the...
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/Grey’s coming in late from a long hunt, probably the longest one he’s ever done. He’s not sure why it took so long only that now it takes longer to find and trap food. Maybe it’s because all the monsters are over their giddy rush at being able to move about more freely and are more aware there are hunters and things out there. Anyway it took him a while to even find...
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littlefallenangelonhisshoulder:
Whatever the girl was after, Ruby could tell it must be important to her, enough to share any sort of details, though the vagueness makes her wonder just what the other was looking for. Taking in the serious look, the demon merely gives the girl a nod and a sharp comment before vanishing. “You’ve got it. Sammy knows how to get in contact with me for when your...
littlefallenangelonhisshoulder:
If there was something she was expecting from the situation, it wasn’t that. And if the little hunter needed something she was willing to make a strictly-not-a-deal with a demon, then whatever she was after would have to be good. Taking a step to the side rather than trying her luck touching the blonde’s weapon again, Ruby pins her with a look. “And what exactly...
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“Girlie, you don’t want to try threatening me, it won’t end well for either of us and I’d rather not get my new look wet the first day out.” Ruby flinched automatically when the gunshot went off though recovered faster than the newer demons about would, lifting a hand to push the barrel end to the side with a finger to the side. “As for how - once I have a...
littlefallenangelonhisshoulder:
Ruby’s smirk widens at the recognition from the hunter, though it tightens as the end of the gun lifts to around her abdomen, the relaxed grip a sign she’d have to keep a very careful eye - or at least more than on the demons she’d taken care of recently. “And here I thought you were supposed to be the sweet and innocent darling of the hunting world, or maybe the...
littlefallenangelonhisshoulder:
The hostile shift makes Ruby smirk, the feeling more comfortable on this meatsuit than on the last, even if the lack of height makes her feel less threatening than normal. “The knife has always been mine, I’m guessing you recognise it from your sweetheart and his brother?” As she speaks, the demon pulls the weapon out, flipping it hilt over blade in hand before...
littlefallenangelonhisshoulder:
Realising that the monster wasn’t home was a downturn, though that the door opened at all was surprising while the confused frown on the other woman’s face was a sign that this could go either way. “Is the monster allowed to come out and play? I’ve got some business I need to talk to him about, little hunter.” Ruby tilts her head to the side to look into the...
littlefallenangelonhisshoulder:
Instead, she opts to visit by what few possible connections or leaks she might be able to have - finding herself standing outside a house with more protections than the last time she visited, complete with a demonic watch. It took barely five minutes to dispatch all the eyes on the house before she made her way to the front door, knocking briefly and making sure...
angelofthuresday:
“Nutjobs?” Castiel tilts his head. “Did you never think angels could be real before laying eyes on one? Even a guardian angel?” Perhaps it’s the fact he is one, but Castiel can’t imagine never doubting angels don’t exist.
“You know those crazy kids who say God spoke to them or saw Mary on a grilled cheese?” She looks back at him curiously, almost preparing to hear...
angelofthuresday:
If Castiel had been more inclined to laughter, he’d be laughing right now. He gives Jo a full smile instead. “That’s a little surprising, all things considered. How are angels more surprising than rugarus or skinwalkers?” Angels of some kind are in nearly every mythology, whereas most real monsters are found in fewer.
His question makes Jo pause and think, even as she grins...
angelofthuresday:
Castiel does know, because how could he not? He also knows Jo and Anna are a little less warm with each other since Jo moved out. He wants to ask her about it, hear her thoughts, but her change of topic warns him off and he follows her lead. His forehead creases in a frown. “Fairies? Was that one of your hunts?”
“A few actually. It’s been an interesting...