Freaked the Fuck Out

Samantha Pierce. Paramedic. Forever 24

[samantha-pierce]

trick or treat

[samantha-pierce]

leemanfred:

      ‘Great.’ He says flatly, but his features don’t hold the usual harsh glare giving away he’s not entirely annoyed by the idea. He was growing more pissed off by the second and the cop was known for having a short temper. Seeing Sam cross her arms back he rolls his eyes. ‘In what way is this doing me a favour?’ Well it’s already obvious, the acid hot anger burning through him moments before has started to simmer down somewhat.

       ‘Yeah, well you haven’t seen the drunk dead cheerleaders. Even me telling them to fuck off didn’t work.’

“One, I’m cheering you up, and keeping you from getting too grumpy and potentially killing somebody--not a good idea for a cop, by the way. Two, well of course they’re not going to leave you alone when you are clearly standing here alone. It’s like a challenge, Lee. Not for me, but for them. Trust me, they won’t bother you now. And if they do, well then I get to be the scary one,” Samantha grinned wolfishly.

[eleanoreldridge-deactivated2017]

Ella had to admit that her costume came together really well, but she didn’t think of comfort when she chose to be the Mother of Dragons, mainly being the blonde wig fastened to her head. It was tight and itchy and so long that it kept getting caught in closed doors and other people’s costumes. Currently, the long blonde hair was caught in the metal dragon bracelet on her wrist. Frowning to herself, she stood by the drinks as she tried her hardest to untangle herself before giving up with a sigh. “Can you help?” She asked the nearest person, holding up her wrist with an embarrassed smile. 

[samantha-pierce]

Sam snorted and nodded, finishing off her drink. Placing the empty bottle on a nearby table, she moved towards the fake blonde. “This is why I keep it simple,” she smirked, indicating her shirt with the words ‘Error 404: Costume Not Found’ on it. She had to unwind several strands from the dragon bracelet, leaning closer to see better where the tangles were. 

[zahraamir-blog]

Normally Lucas hated halloween - the entire holiday just rubbed him the wrong way. It was a thing for people to dress up like witches, green paint, moles, and all… and he was supposed to think it was funny? Maybe there was some joke he was missing out on, but he definitely didn’t take it as a compliment. This year was different though, Hollow Grove as a whole was thrumming with a different kind of energy, it was hard not to get caught up in it. So here he was, at the ‘Monster Midway’, mostly spacing out on the lights while sipping on a his beer. Everything seemed to be going well… and then it happened. He felt the outage before it happened, the surge of electricity from whatever the hell was happening running over his skin and through his core before the lights reacted and flickered out. A crash could be heard in the distance, and the ground vibrated with the force of it. He damn near dropped the bottle in his hand, mostly from the surprise of it all. A hand grabbed at his jacket, and he turned, steadying the person who had appeared next to him,  “Whoa, you okay?”

[samantha-pierce]

Sam nodded, and then looked down, realizing she was gripping the man’s jacket. She released it slowly. “Sorry,” she said. Her heightened reflexes and balance had kept her standing, and her drink in hand. “Are you? What the hell was that?” What was with this fucking town anyway?

[walker-astor-deactivated2017110]

Walker had decked out the restaurant in all it’s Halloween glory, lights glowed from crooks and cranies and he was pleased with how everything had come together, the decorations now didn’t look as tacky as he once thought. He was stood laughing behind the bar when he felt the slight tremble, he could hear it in the glasses, twinkling soft as they touched. He looked around, few others had noticed but as the shaking grew stronger everyone in the resturant was looking around for the cause. When it grew at it’s worst, people started screaming and Walker was calling out for them to stay calm, if this was an earth quake or something they were probably at their safest in here, at least for now. 

When the shaking stopped the noise outside didn’t Walker could hear the screaming he could hear crashes and groaning of metal. The sounds didn’t settle well with him and with a command to his staff to get anyone whatever they wanted and to make sure they were okay he ran out of Evie’s following the sounds down to the harbour where he knew most of the Halloween activity was happening. “Fuck.” He took in the sight around him, his eyes scanning the area and he looked in horror, what the hell had happened?

His eyes caught someone he knew and he jogged over, crouching beside them. “Hey, are you okay? What happened?”

[samantha-pierce]

Sam nodded, getting to her feet with little difficulty. Somehow she had managed to hold onto her beer through it all. Now, she threw the rest of it back and shook her head. “So much for a day off,” she said, throwing him a wry grin. She shrugged, rolling out her shoulders. “I have no fucking idea,” she admitted. “Do you? Are you okay?” She immediately began looking around for anyone injured to help. She wished she had brought her bag down to the harbour anyway, but she had figured since she was off duty, she didn’t need to lug all of that around. 

[samantha-pierce]

trick or treat

[samantha-pierce]

leemanfred:

     As usual, Lee decided to avoid all fun at all costs. His badge hangs from his neck, swinging side to side as he walks around a few drunk dead cheerleaders. He’s beginning to question if he is being paid enough when the eighth person complaining about someone smashing their pumpkin comes forward. His short fuse slowly losing more to it as the hours pass. 

      He’d rather be in his apartment, on the couch with his dogs and his boyfriend watching some pointless crap on tv that they’re not actually paying attention to. But alas, he was working and he was beginning to regret it entirely. Rolling his shoulders back, he glares at the crowd wondering if he glares hard enough could he make someone combust.

     Lee chooses to stay on the side for a little bit to take a break. Arms crossed and daring anyone to approach while he fights off a headache. In his peripherals, hazel eyes catch sight of a familiar face and there’s a slight sigh of relief.

      ‘Sourpuss? Well that’s a first. You come over here to harrass me?’

"Of course I am,” Samantha replied, not bothering to try to make it seem like something else. Besides, she knew Lee didn’t mind. If he was talking to her that meant he wasn’t alone, and wouldn’t be a target for people trying to make others have fun. “Really, I’m doing you a favour,” she said, crossing her own arms over her chest mirroring him. 

“People are less likely to come and try to talk to you if you’re already talking to someone else,” she grinned. 

[allycatbishop]

“Oh shi-” Ally’s eyes widened as she made contact with the person in front of her. Dropping her bag of ‘tricks’ she was planning on pulling before saying in the most innocent voice she could muster, “I solemnly swear I’m up to no good?”

[samantha-pierce]

“What kind of no good?” Sam asked with a smirk, raising an eyebrow. She was in the mood for some kind of tricks, and not really in the mood to be alone for them. 

[samantha-pierce]

trick or treat

Closed Starter for: @leemanfred

For once, Sam had decided to have fun during this town event. All right, so the decision hadn’t entirely been her own, but since her chief had told her that her working this event was unnecessary, she had decided to go full out. Well, as full out as Sam could go. Her costume was just a white t-shirt that said Error 404: Costume Not Found. But at least she kind of tried! And she was out and about in the crowd. That had to count for something.

Sam refused to think about what her family was probably doing this Halloween. Her mom rarely decorated--she said real life for their family was scary enough. But she and her brothers had always liked to play pranks. And their city had enough Halloween events to go to that they didn’t feel like they were missing out on anything. This year, well, Sam definitely felt like she was missing out on something. 

Strolling through the crowd with a beer in her hand, Samantha spotted one of the two people in town guaranteed to make her feel better. Or at least who could make her feel better about her misery. Making her way towards Lee, she grinned, and nudged him with her shoulder. 

“What are you going as this year, a sourpuss?” 

[jo-fitzgerald]

She’d been tagging along on the zombie pub crawl for the past half hour, keeping to the back of the pack. Fully assembled her costume offered her the luxury of being anonymous. Once the got to the scavenger hunt however she tugged it off. The idea of spending a bottomless night at purgatory was too appealing to pass. When she got the list she eyed it skeptically, realizing she was neither as clever or as single-minded to win this single-handedly. “Anyone need a partner?”

[samantha-pierce]

Sam liked brain games, and she figured they would be even more fun if she was a little wasted. Dressed up as a cactus, she was comfortable enough to take part in the scavenger hunt without worrying about her costume getting in the way. Looking over at the other woman, she nodded. “I wouldn’t mind one.” Two brains were better than one after all. Especially when at least one was almost three sheets to the wind already.

[samantha-pierce]

like a ghost

When Sam saw Marnie rounding the corner, she froze, a string of curses running through her head. Yet another blast from her past walking around Hollow Grove as casually as if she belonged there. Of course she did. Of course she was here. Lee was here after all, and the siblings were never very far apart. But Lee hadn’t told her. Had he thought she and Marnie wouldn’t run into each other? Or was it part and parcel of the promise Lee had made to her not to reveal her whereabouts to her family and friends? Hollow Grove was not a big town, so it wasn’t as if Lee could have really believed Sam and Marnie would never run into each other. Perhaps he had known that, and just decided to let it happen naturally. 

At the moment, Sam could not be grateful. She and Marnie had been close, brought together by their love for their stupid, reckless, dangerous brothers. Never mind that being a cop was in her brothers’ blood. It didn’t make it any easier. Sam had become a paramedic precisely so she would get the calls for downed officers, so she would know what to do, so she could help. It had been just as hard to leave Marnie as it had been to leave her family and friends. And now she was here.

Licking her lips, Sam took a deep breath, more out of habit than anything else. She had tried the whole hiding round the corner thing with Lee, but he had spotted her anyway. Besides, it was a small town. Marnie and Sam were bound to come face to face eventually. Still, Sam couldn’t make her mouth work. She couldn’t form her friend’s name. She just stood there, eyes locked on Marnie until Marnie’s eyes locked on hers. 

@marinamanfred

[calliehastings]

How long had it been since she basked in the sun? Months, maybe close to a year. Callie’s creator kept her daylight ring from her, using it as another means of control, only allowing her out during the day with his company. Since being home in Hollow Grove Callie had procured another ring. One no one kept from her. The sunshine felt glorious and her eyes closed as she settled into the soft grass all glowing with light. It was almost enough to lull her to sleep until someone cast a shadow across her and blocked out the sun. Her eyes flickered open, her full lips adorned by a frown. 

Move, she wanted to command, but instead remained silent as she curiously peered up at her intruder. 

[samantha-pierce]

“Oh good, you’re not dead,” Sam commented, straightening up from leaning over the other woman. There had been no heartbeat, but in this town that didn’t technically mean anything, so she had wanted to check. “Carry on,” she said with a slight smile. 

[samantha-pierce]

doriancarterwate:

“Dang… Alright….” He said, a small pout forming across his face.

“Look, maybe if you’re real good, maybe one day I’ll let you come on a ride-a-long,” she teased.

[samantha-pierce]

doriancarterwate:

“How about if I say it in Spanish? Por Favor?”

“I think no is still the same in Spanish. No.” 

[ryderxdaniels]

“Not even if I say please?”

[samantha-pierce]

“Not even then, cowboy.” 

[zarapendletonarchive]

Zara allowed herself to dance along to the beat, figuring that given the long drive down to Hollow Grove, she was entitled to some fun. Checking out the night life was a priority for the young wolf, for clubbing used to be one of her favourite things before everything got a bit messy. But she was in a new town, learning about things and creatures she had never thought had even existed until recently, maybe it was a good time for her to start fresh and move on… As she backed up on the floor, flask in hand, she knocked into a person and quickly turned to them, “Aw, shit - I’m sorry - did I spill anything?” She called over the music.

[samantha-pierce]

“No, it’s fine!” Sam shouted back over the music. Not much of a dancer, she had come to the club anyway to lose herself. To find herself. To pretend not to be herself for a night. It was dark, and loud, and she could hear hearts pounding, murmured conversations caught up by her keen ears. So she drank, and danced, and tried to forget it all. 

“I need a refill anyway!” 

[samantha-pierce]

emmasawyer:

“Shots, shots, shots, shots–” Emma sung beneath her breath, a small smile on her lips as she did so. “I reckon you are and you’re just saying that so you don’t have to dance.”

“No, I’m really not,” Sam said definitively. “I can promise you that.” 

[samantha-pierce]

grey-arthur:

Arthur shrugged slightly. “It is not as though the general side effects of drugs are a mystery,” he said. “Even with all the unique pitfalls of taking a certain narcotic or another, there are intrinsic dangers that are the same. Of course, it’s a shame when one truly suffers any ill effects, but all the same…” He gave another shrug. “They made their choice. You can only do your best to help them.”

Sam supposed he was right. People knew the risks associated with drug use. Or they should. It wasn’t as if the war on drugs hadn’t been front and center--well before the war on the Supernatural took precedence. “I guess,” she sighed. She raked her fingers through her hair. Even if he was right, it still frustrated her. She had chosen her profession in order to help people, and not knowing was not helping. “Guess I’ll just have to work on my education,” Sam said, giving him a wry smile. 

[samantha-pierce]

evieducasse:

“How about I get both of us waters when we need ‘em, hm?” She grinned. “But in order to need water we need alcohol first. Let’s get to it.”

“I’m game if you are.” Sam signalled for two shots each. Might as well start off strong.