Jocelyn Carpenter

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*· ☆,.- “You better stop this now,” Jocelyn required, rising his angel blade. “I am serious. There is no need for anymore violence, or fighting. It is enough.”

[lonely-my-middle-name]

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cecilyren:

“I really don’t understand how people can be so joyous around this time of year with so many bad things going on every single year.“ 

*· ☆,.- “Because this is human nature. They need something to hold onto. They need something god to look forward to to be able to handle times that are not so good, for whatever reason.”

[loganwlerman]

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tattooedanddangerous:

“No. I’m using it.” Beth replied, curtly, before turning back to her laptop. “You shouldn’t be out without a shirt on anyway. Not because cold weather makes you sick - that’s nothing more than a common misconception - but because you must be cold, and people are staring.”

*· ☆,.- Cold... right. His vessel was freezing for sure, at this point. Jocelyn looked down at his half-naked body, noticing the goosebumps everywhere on his skin. “i know. The thing is, I am not doing it on purpose, I.... have lost my clothes somewhere, it seems.”

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cecilyren:

“Lost it?” She grinned. “Did you try maybe, retracing your steps…?” 

*· ☆,.- The angel nodded. “I have tried that, of course. But everything I remember is... just blurry, I fear.”

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leathercladbaby:

“No offense, dude, but I don’t think it’s going to fit, and I only have the one. Could always steal one, if you’re desperate. Or just bored. Either works, really.”

Lia was pretty sure that an angel wouldn’t stoop so low as stealing a jacket, but it was fairly amusing to think about. Then again, this was an angel who decided to approach a demon in a short vessel asking for a jacket that would clearly be too small.

*· ☆,.- Dude..... if Jocelyn remembered correctly, that was a slang word for a male human. He furrowed his eyebrows while looking at the young woman, before giving her a small nod. “You are right here, I fear. My apologizes.” With her female vessel, it would have fit, for sure. But not anymore now. “It seems I will have to find a jacket somewhere else, then. I would prefer not to steal it, though.” 

*· ☆,.- He eyed the other a little longer, not able to ignore the uneasy feeling growing deep down in his stomach. Something clearly seemed to be wrong here.... But, who knew? The angel just had died, sort of, and was still recovering from it now.

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spcllbovndbarbic:

“I think most people in this town do.” There were so many supernatural creatures trapped in one place, it only made sense that there were hunters too. If Cathleen did not know, or - at the very least - did not expect it, she surely would have been dead by now. “You… make it sound like you know what you’re talking about.” 

*· ☆,.- “Which might be because I do,” Jocelyn gave the blonde a small nod. Almost all angels knew about Hell. And, it was not only the knowledge that it did exist. It was also knowing what was going on down there. And Jocelyn had always listented to those stories. Partly out of curiousity. And partly because it was always important to know your enemy. “This place is awful, and that we are trapped and that people are killed here doesn’t make it better. But it is not like Hell. Totally not.”

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david-mcknight:

“Alcohol…? I… well, maybe. I don’t know how that stuff works,” the male shrugged. “But… are you okay? Apart from being–or waking up almost naked, and all that?” 

*· ☆,.- “I am. My memories are very blurry, but... I should be okay?” Jocelyn was sure her vessel did freeze, though. So maybe he should find a place somewhere inside. Where it was warm. “I should maybe find something to wear. So I can give your your jacket back.”

[fuertecito]

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david-mcknight:

David furrowed his brow, tilting his head. “I… did something like, bad happen to you?” He questioned, worry going over his face. 

*· ☆,.- The angel helplessly shrugged his shoulders before nodding slowly. “It seem so, doesn’t it? But all I remember is that I woke up like this. Maybe alcohol?” Truth was, from the memories of her vessel, Jocelyn knew what had happened. Or, at least he thought so.

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cecilyren:

“Probably, huh?” Cecily finally let a laugh pass her lips, looking him over, confusion going over her. “So, not that I’m not enjoying the view or anything, I just… why are you walking around without a jacket?” 

*· ☆,.- “I...” Jocelyn pondered over the question for a moment, though, he did not seem to be able to come up with an answer that would make sense. “I lost it. I think.”

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spcllbovndbarbic:

“It’s strange. That guy obviously wasn’t a hunter, so… I almost feel bad for him.” He was probably just a human being that got tired of having all of these supernaturals crawling through his hometown. Of course it didn’t give him the right to kill, but she couldn’t blame him for trying to put a stop to it either. “Turn it into hell? It already is.” Or well, it came pretty damn close to it with all of the shit that happened.

*· ☆,.- “You are knowing about the hunters? That is.... good to know.” It was nothing Jocelyn had been aware of until today. “But, no. You might not believe me here, and I couldn’t blame you for it, but - Hell is even worse than everything that could ever happen here in this town.”

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sncwweiss:

“i’m looking for a demon. One with yellow eyes.”

*· ☆,.- “I have heard about this special one. But, a word of advice - you should not go after him. He would kill you, if you do.”

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brckenfaerie:

“Oh I don’t think we’ve met before–guess I’ve been busy.” She pressed her lips together and shook her head. “I don’t… but the tenant should have one. Do you know the way or do you need me to bring you there?”

*· ☆,.- “I would actually be very thankful if you could show me the way, yes.” Not that Jocelyn had an idea what to expect from a flat of a mn sitting half naked in an alleyway. But then it was better than sleeping on a park bench.” My name is Jocelyn, by the way.”

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spcllbovndbarbic:

“ it is, of course. “ cathleen smiled until it started to fade, but she shook her head at his question. “ i’m not hurt. the idiot that did that left. i don’t know if he was too scared, just a dick, or if he wanted to come back. “

*· ☆,.- “I see... this town is really getting more and more cazy every day.” The angel sighed, worry showing in his face. His own death only a two days ago did not make it easier, either.  “I am really worried that one day just everything and everyone might explode and turn this town into Hell from one second to the next...”