James Winchester

James Winchester Faceclaim: Gaspard Ulliel (Main!Verse) Half-Angel | Half-Human | Hunter | Son of Sabriel (Sam * Gabriel) | 19 {I track the tag: SonOfTricksterAndMoose} {Indie OC for Supernatural Roleplay. Multi-Ship , Multi-Verse. All fandoms Welcome. Find James' cousin Felix Novak (Destiel's Son) Here Any questions? Just send an ask! }

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[sonoftricksterandmoose]

"Oh — I was just about to go grab a drink if you’d like to join me. I could use the company."

[kyledisconnected-deactivated201]

"A drink sounds good right about now so I wouldn’t mind joining you. Where are we going? It’s my treat don’t worry about it"

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

"Oh -- You sure man? I wouldn't want your wallet to have to suffer because of me." James asked , just to be sure. "I was thinkin' the bar alittle ways out. We could take my car if ya' want. Promise not to kill ya as long as you don't kill me." He joked lightly with a small smirk. 

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[sonoftricksterandmoose]

"No , No you did nothing wrong. Or I don’t think you did. You wanna confess to something Miss?" James joked , rasing an eyebrow with a smirk. "I just wanted to ask you a few questions about the town , perhaps over some coffee? If you would be okay with that ,  that is."

[sweetgentletragedy-deactivated2]

"I’ve never done anything wrong. If I’ve been accused of anything it’s false, I promise!" She kept a straight face hoping the man would believe her innocence. She smiled briefly before speaking up again. "Sure, that would be fine. You can ask me some questions but just so you know I’ve only spent a few years in the Big Apple, I’m from Manchester."

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

"Mam , No ones accusin' you of anything. You can calm down." James reassured her , but he couldn't help but be alittle suspicious at how jumpy she seemed to be. "Oh well I just need to know if you've maybe noticed anything strange around here in the past while?" He asked raising an eyebrow. 

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"Detective James White with the F.B.I , Do you mind if I take a few moments out of your time to ask you a few questions?"

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"Yes, I do." With an impatient eye roll and a raised eyebrow, Violet sighed theatrically. "I’m very busy, you know, and as you can probably tell from my voice I am not an American citizen, so what the FBI would want with me I really don’t know. I haven’t witnessed anything I shouldn’t have." Lies, lies, lies. Thankfully, she was familiar enough with the activity to do it well. "So, if you don’t mind, I’ll be off. Things to do." Creatures to hunt. All of that jazz. She really didn’t have time for this overly cheery man’s asinine questions when she was so close to wasting the bastard that had- ugh. Violet had been chasing it for far too long now, and a setback at this point was the last thing she needed.

Unfortunately, her rock salt slipped out of the pocket of her ancient, too-big leather jacket as she turned away; of course, this detective wouldn’t have a clue just what it was, but if he held her for questioning on a substance that did look undeniably like either coke or crystal meth, she was in biiig trouble.

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

James was taken back by the attitude rolling off the woman , eyebrows raised as she spoke. He had never quite gotten this reaction from anyone before. Sure there were people who refused to talk , but they had never been exactly like this. Holding his hands up in defense , he took a step back. "Just wanted to ask a few questions Miss , No need to get snappy with me. Just doin' my job." James said but put his hands back down quickly. 

James was about to turn away as well until his eyes landed on the thing that had fallen out of her pocket , an eyebrow quickly raised at it. Taking a few silent steps closer , The Angel licked his lips and leaned down to pick it up. Rock salt. Huh , so either we got a woman who likes to carry around rock salt , or a hunter. Looking up at the woman , he smirked. "Hey miss! I think you dropped a little somethin'." He called , holding the rock salt up. 

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[sonoftricksterandmoose]

  James let out a breathy chuckle. “I was just kidding with you anyway man. Seriously , it’s fine.” He waved a hand but waited a second before following , just letting his eyes scan the boy real quick to inspect him fully. Usually he could tell exactly what was off about someone , but with this guy? It seemed to be on the tip of his tongue , but he just couldnt find the word. “So , Scott , you still in school? Or you just got one of those faces that looks young?”

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"Do I really look that young? Well shoot." After shoving his hands into his pockets, Scott formed a small smile on his lips. "I’m still in school, but I just got off for Thanksgiving break, which I’m thankful for. That’s ironic." His gaze drifted over to the other, curiousity glinting in his pupils. "What about you? Do you just have an older looking face? Or what about family, what are they like?" He stopped in front of the coffee shop door, only pausing a moment before swinging it open with ease.

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

"Well , I don't think you'd be able to get into a club without a really good fake I.D if that's what you're asking." James joked with a chuckle. Though his grin slowly died down as he asked about his family. "Oh uhm -- Just got a older looking face I suppose. Not sure what my family's like though. Haven't exactly had the pleasure of meeting any of them." He admitted but followed Scott in , his lips pressed tightly together. 

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sonoftricksterandmoose:

"Thank you , Mam’." James gave her a light smile. "I was wondering if you noticed anything… Strange around this area by chance?"

"Depends on your definition of strange, and please don’t call me Mam…I’m nowhere near a mam." she said with a smile in response. "I mean strange as in just plain weird, like the millers wearing matching plaid jumpsuits, or the other kind of strange."

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

"Oh -- Sorry." He apologized but licked his lips. "Strange as in... Random cold spots? The smell of Sulfur? Or just a specific person acting out of the ordinary?"

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"Detective James White with the F.B.I , Do you mind if I take a few moments out of your time to ask you a few questions?"

[decadantlove]

"Of course, detective." she replied politely as she smoothed out her skirt. "What is it you’d like to know?"

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

"Thank you , Mam'." James gave her a light smile. "I was wondering if you noticed anything... Strange around this area by chance?"

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"Oh -- I was just about to go grab a drink if you'd like to join me. I could use the company."

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

{ OPEN }

"Detective James White with the F.B.I , Do you mind if I take a few moments out of your time to ask you a few questions?"

[sweetgentletragedy-deactivated2]

"I um, I-I guess. What do you want from me? What are you doing here and why do you want to talk to me? Did I do something wrong?"

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

"No , No you did nothing wrong. Or I don't think you did. You wanna confess to something Miss?" James joked , rasing an eyebrow with a smirk. "I just wanted to ask you a few questions about the town , perhaps over some coffee? If you would be okay with that ,  that is."

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

{ OPEN }

"Detective James White with the F.B.I , Do you mind if I take a few moments out of your time to ask you a few questions?"

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

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[sonoftricksterandmoose]

  James blinked a few times at the other , not sure if he should believe someone who sounded so… nervous. “You sound unsure about that…” He gave a small smirk despite his worry that he may know what he is. Nephilims were not welcome among alot. “But alright , McCall , Let’s go get some coffee then.” He joked , nudging him lightly on the arm. There was something off about the boy , and it wasn’t just his nervous attire. 

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"Look man, I’m sorry. I just spaced for a moment and had a brain fart. I swear I’m not unsure about anything, or at least today." Scott however did not push aside that James smelled just a little different, not werewolf, but different. He only let it go for the moment, because the other male’s heart beat seemed as steady as any other nice and honest person. "Oh yes, caffeine. My favorite!" Taking a few steps, he started in the direction towards the nearest coffee shop.

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

James let out a breathy chuckle. "I was just kidding with you anyway man. Seriously , it's fine." He waved a hand but waited a second before following , just letting his eyes scan the boy real quick to inspect him fully. Usually he could tell exactly what was off about someone , but with this guy? It seemed to be on the tip of his tongue , but he just couldnt find the word. "So , Scott , you still in school? Or you just got one of those faces that looks young?"

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[sonoftricksterandmoose]

  "You weren’t exactly reading and walking at the same time though , were you?" James gave him a small laugh but took the book back from him. "Thank you.. I"m James by the way , James Winchester. Do you have anywhere to be by chance? I was on my way to the coffee shop and you could join me. The least I could do for you is get you a coffee or something." He brought a hand back to scratch the back of his neck. 

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"No, no, I don’t have anywhere specific to be. I was just going home for a fun filled day of sitting and doing nothing." He gave his own impish smile before readjusting the shoulder strap of his backpack. "Oh, and I’m Scott…McCall. McCall is my last name. Yeah." He suddenly felt very nervous and for unknown reasons too. "I would love a cup of coffee is what I’m trying to say."

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

James blinked a few times at the other , not sure if he should believe someone who sounded so... nervous. "You sound unsure about that..." He gave a small smirk despite his worry that he may know what he is. Nephilims were not welcome among alot. "But alright , McCall , Let's go get some coffee then." He joked , nudging him lightly on the arm. There was something off about the boy , and it wasn't just his nervous attire. 

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James pressed his lips in a tight line as he walked down the side walk , book in hand and head tilted down. He didn’t even notice he had bumped into anyone until his book flew out of his hand. “Ah Fu— Oh shit , sorry I didn’t see you.” He apologized quickly as he noticed the other. 

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"Oh no, I should say sorry myself. It doesn’t help that I was walking down the sidewalk while staring at my feet." Scott bent over quickly, slightly startled himself as well as disappointed. Grabbing the book, he straightened up again, offering it back to its owner.

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

"You weren't exactly reading and walking at the same time though , were you?" James gave him a small laugh but took the book back from him. "Thank you.. I"m James by the way , James Winchester. Do you have anywhere to be by chance? I was on my way to the coffee shop and you could join me. The least I could do for you is get you a coffee or something." He brought a hand back to scratch the back of his neck. 

[sonoftricksterandmoose]

+bite-scratch-howl

James pressed his lips in a tight line as he walked down the side walk , book in hand and head tilted down. He didn't even notice he had bumped into anyone until his book flew out of his hand. "Ah Fu-- Oh shit , sorry I didn't see you." He apologized quickly as he noticed the other. 

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