Here we are rping the Fourth season with a small twist to it.
Dean and Sam are on a job for Castiel when they meet Lilah. A girl who seems to know everything about whats going on, not just in the town.
Lilah tells them of her brother who is a hunter and asks if they could help her find him. They boys say they will only because Castiel asks them to take her as well.
But Dean seems to know her from somewhere, but he can't work out where! Lilah seems to be hiding the connection as well.
Meanwhile Sam is getting stronger and Ruby seems to be a tender topic with him. He keeps vanishing and poping back up just as fast. See what happens next!
Lilah got out of the back set of the Impala and sighed. She wiggled out of the sweater she was wearing, pulling it over her head and tossing it into the back set. Lilah popped her neck and sighed twisting to look at Sam ”So, we each get a level of the creepy falling-apart-definitely-haunted-and-will-probably-be-the-end-of-us house?” she asked reaching back into the set and grabbing her arm length iron knife. She tucked it into the back of her jeans. She hoped that their protective 'Lilah's the poor innocent woman who needs to be guarded at all times' thing. She sighed and sat back down long enough to retie her shoelace. She also toke the ten or twelve packets of salt from under the set and tucked them in her pocket. She sighed and stood up again shutting the door. She pulled the hair tie off of her wrist and tied her hair up in a rather crappy looking bun. She was sure the ghost didn't care if her hair was up or down or how good it looked but, Lilah did. It was a girl thing.
Lilah also tucked her cell phone into her other pocket and then put her hands on her hips looking form one brother to the other. She shut the door and then leaned onto the door waiting for the boys to be ready. Lilah crossed her arms over her chest and waited. Why did it always take men forever to get ready anything. She sighed and slumped down a little and sighed looking around the yard. It needed to be mowed, but other then that it might be a pretty okish kind of look. It would distract the rest of the world from the falling about, paint pealing, ugly thing that was the house. She frowned wondering if maybe there was a reason for a ghost to let the house go. Doesn't a fresh coat of paint, mowed lawn, picket fence and up to date repairs attract new innocent people to terrify?
Lilah was sure that the whole charming and plain and kind of lifestyle the thing the kids liked today? Lilah sighed and stood ”We lock, loaded, and ready to get ghosted?” she asked smiling at them. She toke one of the shoot guns from the trunk, tiered of waiting, she smiled at them and headed up the walk heading for the spooky house. Lilah was used to hunting. She was pretty good with the ghost killing, mostly she was just really violent. Her criminal record proved that.
« Last Edit: Sept 29, 2009, 12:38pm by Lilah Grimm »
Re: Rock my Roll;:DEAN & SAM:; « Reply #1 on Oct 5, 2009, 6:54pm »
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A new case. Another ghostt to take care of. Nothing new there. Dean was driving, while Lilah sat in the back seat, like always. Every now & again Sam glanced at her, just checking if she was ok. After what she had told him about Dean, Sam couldn't help but feel that little more protective of her. Sure she was capable of looking after herself, & hunting on her own, but Sam still felt the need to watch out for her.
There lies the catch. This ghost happened to be haunting a three story house. Three stories meant that they would cover one story each. Sam knew that both Dean & him didn't want to leave Lilah alone to search a floor, but to get these case over quickly it was something they just had to do.
”So, we each get a level of the creepy falling-apart-definitely-haunted-and-will-probably-be-the-end-of-us house?” Lilah was right about one thing, the house was certainly creepy. It was untidy & looked like it had been left for months to fend for itself against nature. Yet she was wrong about it being the end of them. There was no way Dean or Sam would let Lilah get hurt. Then there was always some angel watching out for Dean's wealth fare, & a certain demon watching out for his own.
”We lock, loaded, and ready to get ghosted?” Sam glanced at Lilah who was clearly ready & waiting for them. "Yeah. That's right. You take the bottom floor. Dean & I will fight over the top two." Sam finally replied to both Lilah's current & previous questions, as he took out & loaded a shotgun with the rock salt.
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Re: Rock my Roll;:DEAN & SAM:; « Reply #2 on Oct 20, 2009, 4:47pm »
As usual, Lilah occupied the back of the Impala while the two brothers took the front. Dean always had the driver’s side and Sam had the shotgun. Liliah usually sat behind Sam for you know; she had something with dean that she wasn’t telling anyone about. Or well, not him about the love and the hate of Hell. As usual, Dean drove and played his music; it was on low of course for he needed some directions from Sam, the navigator. Finally arriving at the three story house, Dean pulled the Impala to the side and cut off the engine. Well, now was the time to get jiggy with the ghosties.
We each get a level… No. He hated the idea, but life’s a bitch, right? There goes his indecisive mind at play, but with a grumble, he shrugged, “Sure, a level each. Just don’t turn out to be the damsel in distress. It doesn’t suit you.” Popping open the back of the Impala, Dean started to get his stuff packed. A knife, some shotgun shells packed with rock salt, his gun, some other things. He wasn’t going to take the whole trunk, no, just a few things that will come in handy.
When Sam got his shotgun and tock salt out of the back, Sean closed it and got his shotgun up to par. Yeah, locked and loaded and ready to kick ass. Man, if only this job was a paying one, he’d be kind of rich right now, but you know; it wasn’t and will ever be. “I’ll take the second then.” Holding the shotgun in one hand, he locked the Impala and slipped the keys in his back pocket, “Okay, let’s get this show on the road.” He wanted to go on, and get out. He by no means didn’t want to stay in there longer than he intended. And knowing Lilah was tagging along, it might take a while to get this done.
Lilah rolled her eyes at Dean and shock her head "Right back at you, Deansie. Sam, make sure he does't try to sell his soul again." she said giving him a cocky smile and headed for the house.
Lilah skipped into the house like she was heading into her own house. She pushed the door open and jumped in and nearly fall on her face. she laughed and shock her head. "Boys upstairs girls down?" she said swinging the shoot gun over her shoulder and turning looking at the stairs. Lilah smiled at the boys "I will see you once the ghosties gone." she said saluting them in a mocking kind of way.
Lilah walked into the broken down kitchen and sighed looking around. She frowned and stopped inside of the door. "Wow. this place sucks!" she said seeing an empty kitchen. she shock her head ad sighed heading over to one of the doors. Lilah held the shoot gun at her side and the kicked the door in. Well, she found the pantry...food and all. There was a broken jar of penutbutter that looked like someone had tried to eat it and gave up. The thought almost made Lilah gag. she sighed and headed to one of the other doors, she yanked it open and found the steps to the basement. Good! More spooky house stuff to play with.
Re: Rock my Roll;:DEAN & SAM:; « Reply #4 on Nov 21, 2009, 11:39pm »
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“Sure, a level each. Just don’t turn out to be the damsel in distress. It doesn’t suit you.” Dean & his sense of humour. Making light of what could be a serious situation. It was just like him. "Right back at you, Deansie. Sam, make sure he doesn't try to sell his soul again.""Of course Lilah. But of course Dean's right. We all should watch out for ourselves, & each other in there." Sam replied as he pointed at the house with his shotgun.
Lilah had the bottom floor, Dean had the middle. That left Sam with the top floor. Sam followed Lilah to the house, watching as she almost feel over just going through the door. "You sure you can manage this floor by yourself Lilah? You can barely manage the doorway. Maybe you should sit this one out, or at least leave the acrobatic stunts 'till later." Sam joked as he looked for the stairs which would lead him to the top floor.
I will see you once the ghosties gone." Lilah saluted both Sam & Dean as the brothers started up the stairs to the chosen floors. Shaking his head at her, Sam went up in front of Dean. "Lets hope for a quick process, & that all the ghosts are up here." He said to Dean, before going up the next flight of stairs.
There wasn't much to the top floor. It was like an old attic which had been converted into a few rooms. The slanted roof met the walls in a way which made it hard for Sam to stand up in, not that that was a hard thing to accomplish. The first room was a bedroom, the old bed covered with dust & cobwebs. A few cupboards & drawers, some left open, collecting dust. Shinning the torch light into the open ones, Sam found them to be empty of anything other than signs of being left open for years. Seeing no signs of ghosts, Sam went to check out the other three rooms on the top floor.
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Re: Rock my Roll;:DEAN & SAM:; « Reply #5 Yesterday at 7:28pm »
Make sure he didn’t sell his soul again. boy, did she like to get on his nerves. It was a little bit of a sensitive subject, but Dean wasn’t one to nag at someone, so he just swallowed what he was going to say and remained silent. He sold his soul for a reason. Jokes of that nature should be left out. Hearing Sam agree with him made him sigh, “I still think it’s stupid to split up. We’re not on Scooby Doo, you know.” But whatever you know? Dean would kick some ghost ass if it did anything to them. Yes, the ghosts will learn not to mess with anyone but Dean.
Picking up his shotgun and holding it at his side, Dean followed them to the house after he shut the hood of the Impala. Couldn’t leave that baby open. Seeing Lilah almost fall over on her face, he rolled his eyes. When she made a comment, god, his mind went into the gutter, “Isn’t that how it’s supposed to be?” Coyly, he grinned, as if trying to hide his little comment that, like hers, had some sexual innuendo with it.
Ooc: I will finish later. I don’t feel so well atm.
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