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❛ it’s a date then. ❜ for Poison Ivy @thedoctornumber11

Ivy chuckled softly, her fingers slipping over the gown in her hands. She had no clue if Gotham would allow her back. If tomorrow night she could slip on this dress and attend that gala. At least not without loosing her nerve. "You have to promise to keep me level headed doctor."

"You'd do it for me," he told her as he pulled her in and hugged her tight. "I care more about you than anything else in the universe. You can always count on me."

#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #thedoctornumber11

Ivy hugged him back, burying her face in the crook of his neck. "And I care about you just as deeply. You and...little ol plants." She grinned, laughing softly.

"You’re distracting me, you know." for Poison Ivy :D @thedoctornumber11

Ivy's legs were crossed, her bare flesh peeking from underneath her leafy tights. "Oh really?" She grinned. "Suppose I should go change entirely."

"No, of course not," he told her as he tried to focus on the game they were playing. They had made a bet, and the Doctor didn't plan on losing, although right now things weren't going his way. "You look beautiful no matter what you wear. Changing clothes won't change how sexy you are."

Ivy hummed softly. Her focus already ways away from the game they were playing. She scooted closer, brushing her leg against his. "When you talk like that..." She bit her lip. "it makes me want to forget all about our little bet and do something else."

"If you win this bet, we can do whatever you want to do," he told her, a small smirk on his face, "Those were the terms of the bet after all and you are winning the game."

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Ivy grinned at that. "I am winning aren't I?" She smiled victoriously already. "Good thing I have a few...ideas."

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❛ what do you want from me? ❜ (To Dean from Astrid. Hi!) @norvstforthvwickvd

Dean threw his hands up. "For you to listen to me damnit! The rules I put into place for you is for your own sake. You are by no means a hunter and look at what you've gotten yourself into." He was aware he was yelling. That his scolding came from a deep place of care that he fought day and night to erase. Sam was still fast asleep back at the motel. Dean had tracked her down on intuition only to find she had walked right in a vampires trap.

He was racked with both relief and anger. Astrid had ignored the one rule, to never go out alone. Dean took in a deep breath. "Come on, we're going back to the motel."

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Astrid flinched at his yelling. His voice was so deep and gruff that it would scare anyone if you didn't know him. Technically, Astrid didn't. She was Sam's friend from college. The reason she was here and why he was scolding her was that she had been a victim of a supernatural being a few months ago, which reconnected her and Sam. Sam, being the sweetheart that he is, didn't want to leave her alone and had somehow convinced Dean to let her join them on their hunts. But, like Dean said, he had rules with good reason.

She had left the motel, cabin fever getting the best of her. She needed to take a walk and get some air. She had found herself in the woods behind it, right in the middle of a vampire hunting ground. And dead center in the trap they had set. Had it not been for Dean showing up when he did, she would've been dead.

She huffed at him but followed him anyway. As bad as she wanted to argue, he was right, and she shouldn't have left the motel without at least telling someone where she was going.

Dean was a tad surprised to see her following after him. he had nearly a hundred more scolds on his tongue but was rendered into a rare silence. He opened the door to the impala, giving a gesture for her to get in. Once she was in, Dean closed the door and went around to the driver side.

He sat there for a moment. "Look," he said, his voice even not full of the earlier upset. An apology was not about to leave his lips, at least not plainly. "If you get bored in the motel you can tell either me or Sam and we'll find you something to keep you occupied or...take you somewhere. But right now it's not safe, not until Sam and I figure out what the hell is going on in this town."

Leaning up, he turned the key in the ignition. "Now are you hungry?"

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Astrid slid into the passenger side of the Impala, her arms and knees crossed, and she sat with an even look on her face. Almost like a child being scolded, but she quickly let out a breath and relaxed her shoulders and face.

Truthfully, Astrid felt like she was just in the way of the boys. Like she was just yet another thing they had to worry about on top of everything else. Neither of them treated her as such but it didn't stop her from feeling that way. She nodded as she chewed her her bottom lip after his little speech.

"No," she whispered. "Let's just go."

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#norvstforthvwickvd #m; dean winchester

Dean sighed, and put the car in drive speeding away from the old abandoned lot. Slivers of streetlight entered the car as they drove, letting Dean see just how far away she had gotten. He wasn't typically the one for feelings, but a glance at Astrid, he could tell something was on her mind.

As they drew closer to the motel, Dean pulled off to the side of the road in put the car in park. "Look I know...I may have been an ass back there..." He gestures with his hands a bit. "But if there's something going on...between say you and Sam, you can talk to me about it."

Birdstrike

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The air from the ready room was thick. Phoenix and Bob had just ejected and Neo was shaking. Having had to bury one person he cared about in a similar manner didn't sit well with Neo. He didn't want to bury anyone else he loved or cared about. When they all were dismissed, Neo rushed towards his bike. Once on his bike he started it he zoomed off to the hospital on-base. He didn't care if he broke a couple speeding laws. He blew through traffic. After an agonizing ten minutes Neo arrived at the hospital and produced his ID and waited on work for Phoenix and Bob. "I'm here for Natasha Trace and Robert Floyd." Neo says. His hands were shaking. Were they okay? Were they hurt? Neo couldn't help but think of the worst.

"Want the truth? I thought you liked someone else." He says truthfully. "I think you are beautiful, talented, smart. You are stunning Natasha." He says softly. He gently took her hand and kisses it gently

#neo matrix kazansky mitchell

She laughed softly. "Isn't that crazy? I thought the same. I thought you liked the girl in Comms." She blushes at his kiss and words. Her other hand comes up to cup his face. "You're so sweet."

RP with Phoenix

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The Hard Deck was buzzing with life as Neo arrived from Ice dropping him off. He was part of the 2018 Top Gun class. He had come out first as a solo pilot and was picked by the VFA-25 squadron. “Fist of the Fleet”. Just like his father Tom Kazansky was part of that squadron prior to his Top Gun assignment.

Neo walked into the Hard Deck, immediately spotting Jake "Hangman" Seresin and Javy “Coyote” Machado horsing around while throwing darts. He spotted Mickey “Fanboy” Garcia, Reuben “Payback” Fitch and Natasha “Phoenix” Trace at the pool tables. As he gazed around the room, curiosity as to what was going to be the mission finally hit him. Neo walked towards Phoenix, Fanboy and Payback.

Neo smiled at her. "Thanks for the "Bud Phoenix." He says smiling at her and taking the bottle from her. "So, still kicking ass with the Black Aces huh?"

"Not a problem." She smiled before taking a shallow sip of her own. She laughed softly, sitting her beer on a coaster. "Oh it varies from day to day. Sometimes it kicks my ass. How's it with the Fist of The Fleet though? That must be tough."

Neo nodded. "It is. Especially when you're a quote on quote legacy baby. But I wasn't born a Kazansky-Mitchell I was adopted into the family." He explains

Natasha nodded understandingly. "But they still imagine you to fit in a perfect little box?" She sipped her beer. "I swear, it's crazy how much drama still follows us. I thought that stuff ended in high school."

"Don't we all?" He chuckled. "Apparently some people never heard the saying save your drama for your llama." Neo says softly

#neo matrix kazansky mitchell

She nodded, laughing softly. "Maybe the navy should give us standard issue diaries to write in. That way we keep all our issues to ourselves."

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#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #brotherhoodwarlord

RP with Phoenix

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The Hard Deck was buzzing with life as Neo arrived from Ice dropping him off. He was part of the 2018 Top Gun class. He had come out first as a solo pilot and was picked by the VFA-25 squadron. “Fist of the Fleet”. Just like his father Tom Kazansky was part of that squadron prior to his Top Gun assignment.

Neo walked into the Hard Deck, immediately spotting Jake "Hangman" Seresin and Javy “Coyote” Machado horsing around while throwing darts. He spotted Mickey “Fanboy” Garcia, Reuben “Payback” Fitch and Natasha “Phoenix” Trace at the pool tables. As he gazed around the room, curiosity as to what was going to be the mission finally hit him. Neo walked towards Phoenix, Fanboy and Payback.

Neo smiled at her. "Thanks for the "Bud Phoenix." He says smiling at her and taking the bottle from her. "So, still kicking ass with the Black Aces huh?"

"Not a problem." She smiled before taking a shallow sip of her own. She laughed softly, sitting her beer on a coaster. "Oh it varies from day to day. Sometimes it kicks my ass. How's it with the Fist of The Fleet though? That must be tough."

Neo nodded. "It is. Especially when you're a quote on quote legacy baby. But I wasn't born a Kazansky-Mitchell I was adopted into the family." He explains

#neo matrix kazansky mitchell

Natasha nodded understandingly. "But they still imagine you to fit in a perfect little box?" She sipped her beer. "I swear, it's crazy how much drama still follows us. I thought that stuff ended in high school."

Birdstrike

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The air from the ready room was thick. Phoenix and Bob had just ejected and Neo was shaking. Having had to bury one person he cared about in a similar manner didn't sit well with Neo. He didn't want to bury anyone else he loved or cared about. When they all were dismissed, Neo rushed towards his bike. Once on his bike he started it he zoomed off to the hospital on-base. He didn't care if he broke a couple speeding laws. He blew through traffic. After an agonizing ten minutes Neo arrived at the hospital and produced his ID and waited on work for Phoenix and Bob. "I'm here for Natasha Trace and Robert Floyd." Neo says. His hands were shaking. Were they okay? Were they hurt? Neo couldn't help but think of the worst.

"Bob's alive." He says softly. "I'd do it because I like you Natasha." Neo admits. "Since we met I've liked you." He added. "More than a friend if you're wondering." He whispered. "If you don't like me back the same way I understand." He finished. "You're a good person. You don't deserve to have your wings clipped over something you couldn't have perceived."

Her panic eased know Bob was alive. That things had not ended up worse. If they had, she was sure she'd never fly again. Something new settles in her brown eyes at his confession. Natasha looks over at him, her voice a soft whisper, hardly processing anything else. "You like me?

"Yes ma'am" He whispered as he stroked her hand. He didn't want to worry her.

#muse; natasha 'phoenix' trace #neo matrix kazansky mitchell

"Why didn't you say anything sooner?" She whispered as well. Natasha turned her hand to intertwine their fingers. she scooted in her bed, resting her head on his shoulder. "I like you too. A lot."

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The bedroom door softly creaks open, and the soft patter of a child's footsteps can be heard after the door shuts. "De, can I stay with you tonight?" A soft voice asks. "Sissy is giving me nightmares again."

Dean was never a heavy sleeper. The slightest noise would make him reach for the weapon beneath his pillow. But the soft voice that follows the door's whine, makes his hand slip away from the pillow. he rubs the sleep from his eyes and hums in the affirmative. "Sure thing kid." Dean scoots over in the bed, leaving just enough room.

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Dawn sighs and starts drawing on the paper instead of reading over the book.

"Sammy are sissy and I weird?" She asks not looking up from the doodle. "Kids talk alot and they're not very nice, they keep teasing us about living with big brothers not parents."

Sam's lips purse slightly, his heart aching a bit at her words. "No Dawn," he says firmly. "You and Rori are not weird. You're both unique." He pushed his book aside. "Dawn," he says to get her attention. "look at me. No matter what they say you and your sister are special and Dean and I are going to protect you both. Families come in all types of shapes and sizes. And as long as you feel safe here then it doesn't matter what they say."

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Dawn bites her lower lip and moves her hand to her nose to wipe away some built up snot. "Can I stay with you tonight, i don't know if i can sleep alone?" She sniffles, looking at her older brother with large wet, pleading doe brown eyes.

Sam glanced at his book, his half scribbled notes before nodding. "Of course you can." He closed the book and got up. "Come on. I'll tell you the less scary version of Dean's bedtime stories."

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Dawn only nods in response as she gets out of her own chair and grabs Sam's hand following him to his room.

As soon as Dawn is under the covers she becomes tired and lays her head in Sam's lap.

#m; sam winchester #wayward roleplays

Sam smiles softly at his sister's antics. He rubs her back in light circles. "You're okay, Dawn. I promise." He soon started a princess tale. Not the typical ones of the princess needing rescue but of her saving herself.

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He says, "Well, some movies 'overplay' things, and get ridiculous most times." "That Tom Hanks movie, pretty well done, so was that mini series about the 101st Airborne during WWII." "As for a movie that went the other way, and soft pedaled things, the movie, 'To Hell and Back', is a very good example. If you have not seen it, it is the story of Lt. Audie Murphy, the most decorated serviceman from WWII." "I believe, the comic and movie character, 'Captain America', had to be based on him, and Lt. Murphy did not need any super soldier serum to do what he did." "Ask you boss,.....Gibbs I think you said his name was, about the Lt., I bet he will very much agree with me."

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#m; kate todd #mysterymanjoseph

Kate nodded knowingly, a smile gracing her lips, as she leaned up with almost a childish excitement to share what she knew. "I know a bit about Audie Murphy. My first week at NCIS my boss said his name a few times, so I looked it up. It's remarkable what kind of courage people had back then." It was solely out of her need to impress colleagues and not feel out of the loop. "There's another one he talks about. What was it? Chesty...Puller, I think."

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❛ it’s a date then. ❜ for Poison Ivy @thedoctornumber11

Ivy chuckled softly, her fingers slipping over the gown in her hands. She had no clue if Gotham would allow her back. If tomorrow night she could slip on this dress and attend that gala. At least not without loosing her nerve. "You have to promise to keep me level headed doctor."

"I will try my best to keep you level headed and you have to promise to tell me if you are feeling otherwise," he told her, "If we need to leave, we can just leave. We'll take the TARDIS there and we can just go wherever or anywhere that we want."

#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #thedoctornumber11

Her smile turned much more genuine as she laid the dress aside. She moved over to him, tenderly taking his hands. "You really now how to spoil me." She let out a soft breath. "Thank you, for being my rock."

"You’re distracting me, you know." for Poison Ivy :D @thedoctornumber11

Ivy's legs were crossed, her bare flesh peeking from underneath her leafy tights. "Oh really?" She grinned. "Suppose I should go change entirely."

"No, of course not," he told her as he tried to focus on the game they were playing. They had made a bet, and the Doctor didn't plan on losing, although right now things weren't going his way. "You look beautiful no matter what you wear. Changing clothes won't change how sexy you are."

#m; pamela isley/poison ivy #thedoctornumber11

Ivy hummed softly. Her focus already ways away from the game they were playing. She scooted closer, brushing her leg against his. "When you talk like that..." She bit her lip. "it makes me want to forget all about our little bet and do something else."

" who are you, really?" For Dean Winchester

The boyish smile vanishes and his facade falters. No one had ever made him so quickly. Maybe he was getting bad at the disguises or she was either very preceptive.

He glances at the Texas Ranger badge then back at her. "You know I seriously thought this looked pretty freaking real." Dean let out a sigh and tucked it away. At least he could get rid of the git-up now. "My brother Sam and I hunt down supernatural beings. We're...hunters of sorts."

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" It depends on if I think your dangerous or not." Margo raised her brows when he gave her a wink. So not only is he clearly insane but she had to admit charming. Margo should keep her guard up around him but also play into his little games. For now though he didn't seem like a threat and for what she could tell there was more to him than he's wasn't willing to confess.

She rolled her eyes at his comment her arms across her chest as she was ready to respond until he took off the fake cop outfit. After being mildly distracted by his forearms with his white tee shirt she noticed a weird looking tattoo. She couldn't quite see it fully but it reminded her of something of a cult maybe? No that's not it. A possible anti possession? What the hell she thought. Her eyes again went wide as he mentioned a werewolf. She was in true disbelief now.

" you and your brother are looking for a werewolf? And do you have any names on who you might suspect could be a werewolf?" She ask him curious even though in the back of her mind she thought he was crazy. But for now she wanted to see how far this could go.