➳ the family business ; supernatural rp ; only guys

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Dean
I had ducked my head to sip the coffee I had bought and when I looked up again she was gone.
"dammit." I whisper and set my coffee down into the cup holder. I rolled down my window to peer out as if it would give me a better glance but before I could a soft feminine voice rung in my ear. I slowly turned my head and looked at her. I run my tongue against the front of my bottom teeth. Then give her a smug smile.
"Guess I have lost my touch. and you are?" I question. Her words make me turn my head toward the passenger seat then back to her. She was thin bodice from what I could tell, she had a nice rack though. I caught myself staring a little too much at her rack. I bring my glance up to her eyes and sigh.
"Hoping you tell me." I say. Her hair fell in soft curls hanging somewhat in my car.
"Now why don't you take a step back and I can get out?" I say. I didn't really give her a chance to move when I pushed her with the door. As I got out I slipped my favorite gun into the back of pants. I was pretty subtle, coming from experience, on hiding my gun quickly. This girl couldn't be trusted, hell no one could. I have had my fair share of hunters fall off the guard rail, like victor who was working with a vamp. Its not like I didn't run with one for a bit but it just isn't right when someone else was. Benny was a good guy, I liked to think he was the one exception. I run a quick glance over her, she seemed innocent enough. Well for a hunter, but aren't all the innocent ones the worst?

[khaleesi,]

Clary looked at him with disgust as she caught him staring at her chest. The girl backed away so he could get out. She didn't trust him, and she knew he didn't trust her. She had a gun in the waistband of her pants in the back. The girl ran her hands through her hair and said her name calmly, yet with annoyance. "I'm Clarissa." She said crossing her arms. "Your brother? I keep to myself, what makes you think I would see your brother. You are the first hunter I have seen in months, now, tell me why you were in town. You didn't just see me killing vampires out the blue. You were here for a specific reason too." Clary asked, her red hair slipping over her shoulder. She had heard plenty of stories about the Winchester boys. They were nothing but trouble and bad luck, and Clary had no urge to be around them. In a way, she was avoiding them, well, avoiding every hunter in general, but it's her luck she comes across the Winchesters, well one of two anyways. "I don't know if you have heard of me, but I have heard of you, Dean Winchester, and I have no reason to be around you. Now, go find your brother, and quit following me. Standing around isn't going to find your brother." The girl spat. Clary could be very sweet, but when it came to acting around other hunters, or most people in general, she was kind of a jerk. She had every right to be. "I will be on my way, now."

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{{ Anyone open for Anthony?

[khaleesi,]

;; aden ashni - i have my angel, proxima, if you want to bump into her ;;

[Welcome to Whysperia]

{I have Castiel, whom I plan to make run into Dean sometime soon, and Alex.

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{He can run into dean now if you wish, I plan on making a post for him soon. Anyways anyone can bump into my angel ambriel, she is just walking down the road.

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Castiel - The Fallen Angel
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Male - Angel of the Lord - Vessel: Jimmy Novak
Currently standing far too close to Dean,
thinking he's interrupting him and Clary.

Castiel had flown away from Dean and Sam some time ago, off to check on something or another, something that had seemed important but had ended up falling through, turning out to be nothing. He had felt the almost-sensation of disappointment, but it had not been a strong feeling at all. Castiel found it curiously fascinating, his ability to almost-feel things when not around the Winchester brothers. Those two hunters were more than capable of bringing his emotions out, but he wasn't used to experiencing such things while not in their presence. Had he not known better, he would say that Sam and Dean possessed some supernatural ability to make him more human. He knew better though; such a thought was completely illogical. It probably had more to do with his prolonged exposure to humankind than anything else, especially anything the Winchesters themselves were doing to him. Even so, he could almost think it.

Having realized that he was currently hanging around a park for no reason, Castiel decided it was time to regroup with said Winchesters. He had nothing to give them in way of information, but the thought didn't bother him too much. He felt the small twinge of guilt he sometimes did, but it was not amplified as it would have been had he been face-to-face with the brothers when he realized his failure. Sighing a little, Cas turned, ready to take flight when he saw a young woman walking down the street not far from him. She had passed the park a few moments before he had landed there, her back to him as she strode down the walk a few yards from him. So that was what had lured him here, he thought to himself. He had subconsciously sensed an angel and had landed near her without realizing it. He said nothing, only looked at her for a few moments before taking off once again.

It was no time at all before Castiel appeared at Dean's back, standing to the left a half-step so he wasn't directly behind his friend. Even so, he was what would be considered uncomfortably close, able to feel Dean's body throwing heat off of it as was usual. Humans were such curious creatures, he thought as he studied his friend from behind. His shoulders were tensed, his back hunched slightly from his imperfect posture. He was thinking about the height difference in humans when he looked silently around them, suddenly speaking in his deeper, gravely voice. "Dean," he began, not even realizing his abrupt words may startle his friend, "Where is Sam?" he asked. His eyes went past Dean and to the human girl who had turned to walk away. "Am I interrupting, Dean? I can leave once again. I remember; thirty minutes and then I can come back." Cas straightened his coat, already prepared to depart once again as his blue eyes trained on the green ones of his friend, waiting for an answer.

{Ahem, I hope that post was acceptable. I've never tried Castiel before, but I think that, with a little practice, I'll be able to play him in a more cannon way. Oh and yes, I brought the trench coat back! I can't believe he got rid of it, so yes. It's here.

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Dean
The girl spat angry words and all I could do was look around with a 'wow' kind of look. I scratch my head as she keeps talking. Soon she stops and turns to walk away. I breathe a sign of relief.
She didn't know much about Sam, hell she knew nothing about him. The sound of wings interrupts my thoughts. I can feel someone stand close to me. I knew it was castiel. I glance over my shoulder and looked at him. I flash a soft charming smile.
"Hey cas." I say and look back at the girl as she disappears into the distance. I turn around and realize my face was a little too close to his. I take a step back.
"I don't know cas I was going to ask you that. No you aren't interrupting, don't leave okay? we need to talk get in the car." I say and step aside him to slip into my car. I drum my fingers on the car, thinking, well worrying about Sam. I give up and start my car.

{Wow that is a very nice long post, excuse mine. I'm having an off day.

[Welcome to Whysperia]

Castiel - The Fallen Angel
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Male - Angel of the Lord - Vessel: Jimmy Novak
Currently getting into the impala with Dean,
wondering about the missing Sam.

As Castiel saw Dean's easy smile, he felt one of his own falling onto his lips, though it was small enough to be almost imperceptible. The small up sweep of his lips vanished as Dean stepped back, replaced instead by furrowed brows and a slight tilt of his head. "Am I, as you say, 'in your space' again?" he asked, using exaggerated air quotations as he repeated what Dean had once said to him. He quickly dismissed the question though, not bothering to wait on an answer as he focused instead on what Dean was now saying to him. So, Sam was missing. Again. Castiel couldn't help but sigh a little, a frown falling onto his lips as he thought about where Sam could have gotten to. It wasn't really usual for the brothers to split up, at least not anymore. Cas could still remember watching from Heaven as the two fought, split up, then got back together. It had happened many times, enough that Cas had quickly tired of watching.

Returning his thoughts to the present, Castiel looked up once more, nodding his head as Dean instructed him to get into the impala. While he easily could have just appeared in the passenger seat, he decided it would bother his friend much less if he just walked around and got in, so that's exactly what he did. Sitting down, Cas closed the door before he put on his seat belt and looked expectantly at his friend. "Dean," he said after a moment, "You should really wear your safety belt. They save lives, correct?" he asked, his head tilted to the side once more. After how many wrecks Dean had been in, some almost fatal, Cas thought the young hunter should have known better. "What would you like to talk about?" he asked then, his voice rough even though he had been whispering since he had gotten in.

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((I'm so sorry I haven't posted yet. I've been so busy and I feel terrible about not posting. I promise I'll post either this afternoon or tomorrow.))