Got a case?

"Now I am already a suspect… You wouldn’t happen to have any more good news?"

"But please. Come in, Miss…?"

#[well #it could actually be about the missing students?#I mean if some of Gerri's students had gone missing?]#givemeyourvirginblood

Shit, she gave it away too early. Better think of a way to get around this.

"No, Ma'am, but all of the kids have been attending your classes and it's standard procedure. Just gonna ask some questions, no need to worry," she replied, hopefully in something that sounded like a tired police officer.

"Smith. My name's Jessica Smith."

"And you do that on Christmas Eve where the only place you can find me is at my own apartment? Couldn’t you have waited until classes start again?"

#[wooh! :b]#givemeyourvirginblood

"Unfortunately, missing person and suspected murder investigations don't take holiday breaks."

"You haven’t per chance met one during this last week?" she asked without really expecting a yes, but she was tired and she wanted to get this hunt over with before someone else (besides the elderly couple in the hospital) got hurt.

"Might have. What’s it to you?"

"Nevermind, I didn't count on it anyway," she uttered and, before returning her attention to the book, she pushed the chair on the opposite side of the table out. "You're allowed to sit down, you know?"

“If you are here because of anyting that has to do with this… holiday— then the answer is no.”

#[sry man #I don't have any icons #but I couldn't resist]#givemyyourvirginblood

"No, well, actually, I'm here to ask about your missing students."

"Right.." she sighed. This guy definitely wasn’t the sharing type of guy.

"You think you can help me? What d’you know about witches?"

"Nasty little bitches. Hard to negotiate with. Get their power from demons."

"You haven't per chance met one during this last week?" she asked without really expecting a yes, but she was tired and she wanted to get this hunt over with before someone else (besides the elderly couple in the hospital) got hurt.

Dealings with them. It should have set her alarms off. It sounded wrong. Something was wrong, but she didn’t want to realise. She needed the help with this case.

"Yeah, well, what are you then?” she asked in an attempt at keeping the conversation on him.

"That’s hardly important right now."

"Right.." she sighed. This guy definitely wasn't the sharing type of guy.

"You think you can help me? What d'you know about witches?"

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[Kawasakiroadtrip]

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"I don’t think you understood me, little hunter. There’s nothing wrong with this house.” In that exact moment she felt drops of water on her neck and she looked up. Suspended in the air above their heads floated the body of an eight years old girl. She was bluish pale and her features twisted; mouth agape, eyes red with anger. She was soaked to the bone and water was dripping from the tips of her hair.

"Little?!" Dean walked up to her, pausing for a second and following her eyes up to the ceiling. "Nothing’s wrong with the house, huh?" He smirked, looking down at her.

#[hello again #this is me #coming back from my approximately 2 months unannounced hiatus]

She didn't even have time to let out the surprised yelp that crawled up her throat, before the ghost - or the creature or whatever the hell it was - descended upon the two hunters. She ducked and grabbed Dean's shirt in an attempt at pulling him with her.

"Well, it's nothing I can't handle myself," she replied but as the ghost landed on the floor, she quickly added: "If you are here, though, you might as well put yourself to good use."

shit son, I've been gone for a while now.

#ooc

#ALSO ANYONE WHO SEES THIS #FOLLOW HER #this has been an ooc post #givemeyourvirginblood<33

Since I did something like this on my other blog earlier today, I wanted to do something like this on here as well, just to thank all of my followers. I will probably do something like this like… Once or twice a week maybe. Depends on how much time I have really :)

- The Rules -

You have to be following me (since this is for my followers)

You have to be an indie RP-blog.

Reblogs. No likes. Reblog only once please.

- What to win -

A screenshot promo (5 people)

Since I will do it more than just once, this will be the only thing. This starts n o w at 6.05pm GMT+1 and will only go t w o h o u r s !

So yeah, happy reblogging and good luck :)

"Well, that’s debatable. What sort of proof are you after?"

"First off, what’s your name?"

She didn’t expect him to tell her his real name (when did she ever do that herself?), but if he refused to even...

Got a case?: black-eyes-black-heart: behindspookyglasses: black-eyes-black-heart:...

"Not exactly. I've had dealings with them before, though."

#blackeyesblackheart #bebh1 #oh don't worry #I don't think she brought some anyway XD

Dealings with them. It should have set her alarms off. It sounded wrong. Something was wrong, but she didn't want to realise. She needed the help with this case.

"Yeah, well, what are you then?" she asked in an attempt at keeping the conversation on him.

withthundcrousapplause

Sam chuckled and smiled, but turned away from her “Wow, you’re a bad liar. What the case about?”He asked and turned towards her, a smile on his lips.

"And no, passing through to go to another case. Got wind that someone else got the case here, and I was right. So, we got another one a few hours away from here and well, we’re heading up there."

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"Bad liar?" she snorted, surprised by the words. She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. Normally she would have thrown a fit about the comment, but she really didn't want to get on the Winchester's bad side. Instead she held her tongue and moved on.

"Who told you the case is taken?" This was a genuine question. She had arrived two days ago and had done almost nothing except for a couple of by-the-door inquiries yesterday. Was there another hunter in town?

#walkingoutcast #wo1

kawasakiroadtrip called tech support.

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"I’m the only one trained in cell phone assistance, ma’am. You’re the one who has been cold, and abrupt. I would be happy to assist you if you would please relax. It is a voicemail, and every phone is unique."

destinedforsomethingdifferent-d

Great. "Alright." She seemed to calm down a bit. "I’m listening."

Sam smiled some, and began speaking again. “Do you know how to access the main menu of your phone?”

#destinedforsomethingdifferent #techsupport

"Yeah. I'm not stupid." She had to take a deep breath not to yell at him.

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Visiting professor, my ass. There’s definitely something up with this woman, I just can’t put my finger on it. I’ll have to call Grandpa. I should dig further into this matter, but it’s late.

REMEMBER.

#givemeyourvirginblood #meme:journal

"Well, that’s debatable. What sort of proof are you after?"

"First off, what’s your name?"

She didn’t expect him to tell her his real name (when did she ever do that herself?), but if he refused to even give her a fake name, she figured something wrong might be up.

"Daniel. Daniel Miller." He figured the name of his meatsuit was as good an alias as any.

Right. She let out a sigh. "You're a hunter?" she asked, fiddling with the book in front of her. She wasn't really used to have long conversations with anyone but Grandpa, so this was definitely challenging. Of course, the best way to check if he really was human would be to throw Holy Water at him, but she was too tired to think along those lines.

"Well, that’s debatable. What sort of proof are you after?"

"First off, what's your name?"

She didn't expect him to tell her his real name (when did she ever do that herself?), but if he refused to even give her a fake name, she figured something wrong might be up.