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Post by Pebble on Oct 5, 2016 2:39:32 GMT
Yes. These people were extremely boring. In hell they got to do basically whatever they wanted, the spoiled brats. Yeah, and that is where the animal found her party. As soon as it hit dark, Pebble had walked Dean to his room with an endless supply of crayons, coloring books, and juice. It appeared this would make the boy happy, and she waa glad to do it. She was kinda like a guardian ti him now. Alright, she had also gotten drinks. Not to mention she had also turned the only open space -the first main area- into a little club. The lights were out save for a black light, glow sticks, and the DJ stand. Around her neck was an orange glow necklace. Now, she simply needed the others' attention. She smiled, turning on the first song. Aha. She caught one. Alula?
The green eyed girl was of course fascinated by this setbup, having never seen one. She picked up a glow bracelet, quickly figuring it out, and putting the blue thing around her wrist, interested. Music! Oh she loved that! She hadn't heard it in forever, aside from Dean's awful choice. She leaned against the wall however, acting uninterested despite her tapping foot.
Oh. A tapping foot wouldn't go unnoticed. Pebble turned up the music, forcing Alula to look at her with interest. She stood up, looking towards the dance area with a great interest. Come on... if she could get Alula to dance, she was sure others would too. Oh hey! Her favorite song! "Moves Like Jagger" Maroon 5. The whistling was awesome.
And then she couldn't stand it no longer. The music got the best of the Winchester and she shuffled over to the dance floor. She knew how to dance; she'd seen others. Just let the music course through you... let it take over... and she did. Pretty soon she was moving every which way, discovering she was more flexible than she thought. Her hips were easily keeping beat and her hair worked with her in flowing dirty blonde waves. Oh this was easy and fun! She twirled, twisted, and bended to the music, easily creating a beautiful dance with simply her hips and feet. Well. Her entire body, really.
There it was! Mission accomplished.
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Post by Timur on Oct 5, 2016 3:49:34 GMT
Dean had been in his room cleaning his guns when suddenly horrible music blasted around. The hell was this? Had Alula discovered music or something? she needed a lesson in what good music was it seemed. Dean would get up and exit his room, attempting to locate the origin of the music. Moves like Jagger? Ew. Led Zepplin? Hell yeah baby!
But when he got there what he saw was totally not expected. There was Pebble at a dj station, blasting the horrible music up as far as it would go it seemed. Dean's face was not one of a happy camper, who would be? However that was when he spotted Benedict in the corner, seemingly captivated by his daughters dancing. He shot him a glare, but Benny wasn't paying attention to him, or anything else for that matter. It would seem that he had heard the music and came over, but became fixated on the only one dancing at the moment.
Meanwhile the other Dean was happy with his coloring books and juice. Sure something out there was loud, but he was far enough away that he couldn't really hear it. So Dean tapped into his inner five year old and colored away, doing his best to stay in the lines as he colored in a cat that was batting at a ball of string. He was happy for once, and that was good.
When the music had first started playing, Sam was being held "hostage" on his bed. They were just fooling around yes, but whenever he tried to get off Fawn would swipe at his feet, forcing him to get back on the bed. She had crawled under the bed and hadn't come out yet, and even if it would be very easy to get her to stop who would he be to order her to stop? They were having fun, no need to go all boss on her. Then the music started playing, and that got his attention. you know who's playing that? he asked via their witch familiar bond, teasingly swinging his feet over the edge of the bed so she could swipe at them again with a smile on his face.
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Post by Pebble on Oct 5, 2016 4:13:46 GMT
Okay so. Now she was getting other's attention. Lots. Keep going Alula. Pebble would carefully monitor the music's bass and loudness, allowing it to become a very easily danced to song. Alright, you got this. Her hands quivered a bit as more approached, anxiety getting at her, but she ignored it, shaking her head and playing. She was this far. Why stop now?
Alula's moves were becoming more and more natural as she progressed, flowing very easily with the rymth. Two figures had appeared out of the corner of her eyes and she quickly identified them. Dean, whom she really didn't care about his thoughts right now. Benedict. Ah. Okay okay. Odd determination seeped through her and she started moving her hips a bit more, dancing easily with this new need to impress.
Fawn picked up the music with her sensation ears and raised her head. Forgetting she was under a bed, she hit her head on the top and grunted. Sam's question reached her mind. No. She didn't and she shared her thoughts with him before reaching a paw out to swipe at his feet again. She oddly loved this.
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Post by Timur on Oct 5, 2016 4:30:50 GMT
She had already impressed him. Wether it be the fact that he hadn't seen much dancing before or ,as what would be quite obvious by now to any onlookers, he "like-liked" her to put it in terms he was familiar with. Of course Benny wasn't fully aware of these feelings or what they meant, but they were certainly there. Her feet created fancy patterns on the floor, her hair bouncing every which way, her hips swinging from side to side to side as the girl danced her heart out on the dancefloor. Alone actually, should he help with that? Benedict wasn't quite sure how to dance, but it couldn't be too hard could it? The male was half aware as he got up to his feet and started walking towards Alula, but he snapped back to reality when he collided with the protective form of Dean. The older male gave him a look that asked "what do you think you're doing?" Benny wasn't stupid and knew not to answer the question that he was going to try and dance with Alula, and instead what came out of his mouth was "Uh s-sorry. I, I was going to, to uum... go get a cup of punch. Yeah. I was going to go get a cup of punch, maybe a uh glow bracelet to go with it." as he scrambled to find an excuse. Of course it didn't pass over Dean's head, but he knew that Benny got the message and would go back to where he had been, thinking about wether to ask to change the music. He disliked it yes, there were a few songs that weren't of his usual genre he liked, but Moves like Jagger was not one of them. Then again Alula seemed to be having so much fun, she definitely needed it. She seemed so happy, who was he to take that away just because he didn't like the song?
Sam heard a sound of impact with the bed and a grunt, but he could tell through their bond that she was ok. She didn't know who either. Interesting. It couldn't be an intruder of sorts, or he would of heard Dean's yelling by now. Her paw batted at his feet and he couldn't help but secretly love it too. Sam wasn't sure as to why he did, he just did. want to go find out? he asked her, moving his feet a little further away from the bed to see if she could reach them.
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Post by Pebble on Oct 5, 2016 11:54:27 GMT
Hope rose in her eyes as she spotted Benedict making his way over... until his path was intercepted by her father. She sighed, yearning for Benedict make his way over. Or... she could make her way to him. The song was coming to an end anyways... so... why not? Her father might try to stop her, but did she care? No. She wanted her time with Benedict tonight and she would get it. Looking at her dad pleadingly, the song closed. She fixed her gaze on Benedict, taking a deep breath before walking-no. Walking wasn't the word. Striding was better but that wouldn't be it. Whatever it was, she made her way to Benedict, allowing Pebble a chance to pick a good song. In the meanwhile, Alula would try to get Benedict to dance with her. She wasn't going to just walk up to him and drag him over... or would she? Her father would try to interfere so... She looked at Benedict and jerked her head slightly behind her, making sure he got the message to make his way out there in case Dean did intercept.
Oh. Awesome! Matchmaking. This required a perfect song for the two... she was smart. She DJ'd at hell and allowed others to dance easily. Oh, she knew a perfect song for Alula and Benedict to dance to... if they got out there. She held off on the music, watching the scene unfold below her.
Oh hohoho. Did he seriously think she couldn't reach him? She scooted forward a bit and extended her paw as far as it would go, taking a swipe at his feet before answering his question. Did she? She did. She shot out from under the bed, bluffing on nipping his foot.
(https://youtu.be/cS4PW_vFs7Q -- perfect song)
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Post by Timur on Oct 6, 2016 0:48:29 GMT
Benny got his cup of punch, but strangely didn't feel thirsty. His mind was stuck on Alula, her swift movements that had captivated him. The glow sticks got his attention just long enough for the boy to pick up one and put it on. Blue. He wasn't sure if it was because it reminded him of home and his old body, or if that the was the color Alu had on, but it was blue for some reason. He turned around back to the girl who was currently the only one on the dance floor, his punch forgotten. In fact, she was walking towards him now, and his heart couldn't help but flutter in his chest. Of course the male wasn't sure as too why, but it did. Her stride was unlike of what he had ever seen before, her hair gently bouncing with her step. It was breathtaking to be honest, even if her hair was a bit messy from her dancing. A feeling rose up in him, one that he would later learn was having a huge crush on her, and he couldn't help but crack a small smile before swallowing nervously. Benedict didn't want to mess up or embarrass himself, but he did want to spend time with her. He could feel the beginnings of a blush rise up in his cheeks, and the younger male had to look away to get it back under control. And during this he missed the cue. Of course he did.
Meanwhile Dean, well Dean was being forced to accept the fact that they probably liked each other, and that he couldn't stop them. Even after his interception the first time, Alula was trying now. This is what she wanted, she probably needed something like this. Another person in her life that wasn't overloaded with crap. She was so young though, he didn't want her dating. And lark's reaction to Benny dating Alu? That wouldn't be pretty. But if she wanted to hang out and dance, well what harm could one night do? She'd start dating eventually, and he'd rather help her through it than her sneak out to do so. The older male let out a small sigh, feeling defeated. They were still getting that father daughter bond sorted out, and she was growing up. His daughter was growing up. He had missed her childhood.
He had decided that he wanted to impress her. But how? Maybe, oh hey there were some pretty flowers in the yard. Buuuut he couldn't go and get them could he? He'd have to find another way. Maybe... Through dancing? Show off the skills he didn't have, impress her that way? Hey it was worth a shot. Swallowing down his nervousness once more he would take a couple rather slow steps closer to her, a tentative smile finding its way to his lips. Though from there he didn't know what to do, Alula would have to pick up the slack if the encounter was to go much of anywheres. Whoops.
Ah so she could get his feet. Then she answered and darted from under the bed. All his years of hunting taught him reflexes, and even if it was a bluff his feet quickly jerked out of the way. The swiping had been fine as he was prepared for that, but a nip was a total surprise. However Sam wouldn't mind it and stood up, following her into the hallway to follow the sound of the music.
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Post by Pebble on Oct 6, 2016 1:23:42 GMT
Alula didn't even notice his look away, just focused on him. There was something about him.. something different. Her throat was dry and her heart fluttering, but did she care? No. She wanted to shy away, to continue dancing on her own. But, Alula being Alula, she wasn't going to give up. It was just human interaction, something normal. She did it everyday... but this was different. Something was different about this night. About him. He was taking steps toward her, perfect perfect. She knew she hadn't messed up now. She reached him, just short of breathless as she stood before him. He had beautiful eyes. His hair was always messy and she loved that. With this, her green eyes would light up and she offered a very small smile. He was a little bit taller than her. Huh. He managed to pass her. Clap for him. She took his hand and felt tingles gather up where they touched. Goosebumps rose on her skin as she felt suddenly nervous. No turning back now. "Just dance." She whispered to him before quickly dragging him out onto the floor.
Opp. There was her cue. Pebble had been distracted with her new necklace and was a few seconds off cue. She fumbled before turning the song on. "Rythm of the night". Oh yeah. Good choice of song.
With the start of the song, Alula's eyes would light up even more, if that was possible. "it's easy. Just move." She spoke quietly to male before her. With this, she started, taking fancy steps around him. She was careful not to mess up there, swaying her hips too the beat as she watched the taller's reactions.
Fawn made sure his back was too her before shifting, bones crackling. She hates people watching her shift and knew Sam wasn't comfortable with it. A kind move on her part. Now human, she would trot after Sam, catching him before he exited the room. She wrapped her arms around his and leaned against him, carefully walking beside him.
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Post by Dofferz! on Oct 6, 2016 1:53:03 GMT
Where was Darudesandstorm when you needed him? Music, eh. She didn't think much about it, but a dancing party? The girl huffed and crossed her arms, rolling until the chair she was sitting in ran into the wall. Whoever started this, she was gonna let me have it. Larky, you hate dancing? No. Larkbrat, come on! Nope. She wasn't gonna not show up, though. Parties always had an assorted variety of drinks, and knowing the GayLord, there was most definitely gonna be alcohol sitting around. And close by would most likely be her little brother. With no use staying behind, she made up her mind to come. "Are you trying to tease me?" the redhead would huff to nobody in particular, moving up into the room, propped up against a branch in which she had carried with her to use as a cane more. First thing she would look for was, of course, Benedict, and it struck anything but a fancy in her seeing his reaction and actions with Alula. "Dancing with the dead man's daughter." she would grunt, keeping her attention focused on the pair, using most of her self control to keep herself from stomping up and separating the pair now before anything funny happened. Of all people for him to choose, and he was nothing more than a kid. Not even in his teenage years yet(?), no way in hell should he be thinking of a relationship in any way. With no way to dance, and looking for a way to get her mind off of the two, she turned and looked around. An interesting setup, but her eyes drifted to a lonely figure of her despised one. But for once, he looked lost, and the reason would be obvious, for it most likely would be the same thing bothering the redhead, and for one time on her life, she willingly approached and commented without a snark comment featuring a way to prove that the human was homosexual because for once in her life, she could relate to how he felt. "It bothering you?" was all she would mummer, leaning up against the wall beside him( Is he on a wall?). No need to say what it was--it was fairly obvious, and her gaze drifting back to the two kids would also let loose an idea of what she meant. The girl's teeth met against he lower lip as she bit it, letting her head drop down to her feet, and the music making her head ring, no matter how sweet the song. The song that her little brother and her most hated's daughter were dancing together to. "And don't even reply with a snide comment--I'm not in the mood right now." was what she would finish up saying, keeping her pale, green gaze fixated on her feet, and her back propped up against the wall.
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Post by Timur on Oct 6, 2016 2:26:51 GMT
He hadn't realized before the moment she reached him just how pretty her facial features were. Her eyebrows going with her eyes, just enough forehead between her eyes and her hairline, things that he hadn't noticed or even thought about before. Her cheeks were a little too skinny, a little too low on the vital fat, but he didn't mind. Maybe he could help actually, if he didn't screw up tonight. He was a little taller, he noticed. She took his hand and whispered to him, the feeling of her hand and her warm breath on his face sending fireworks off. Benny gave a small nod, allowing himself to be dragged to the dancefloor. They reached their destination and the music turned on, and it was exactly that moment that Benny realized he had no idea how to dance. However, the girl he would be dancing with definitely did, and was more than happy to help. Benny saw what she was doing, and would attempt to mirror her moves. She could move her hips more it seemed, but hey he was having fun. A bigger smile drew across his face as he danced along with Alula to the song. Hey it wasn't actually that bad.
Lark came over to him, seeming to carry the same worries as he did. No Benny wasn't exactly looking for a relationship, but he couldn't help falling for the Winchester. And Alula couldn't help but fall for him. She spoke, but the words landed on deaf ears. He wasn't paying much attention to what she was saying, instead mostly lost in his own thoughts about his daughter. He had known her for such a short time and she was growing up. That was hard for him to deal with. However her last comment brought him back to reality. Dean still didn't care what she had said, and instead would ask "Do you think they're happy?" because that's what mattered right? That they were happy and having fun, which she seemed perfectly capable of without him.
Sam wasn't sure why it made him uncomfortable, it just did. In fact he felt bad about being uncomfortable with her shifting from one form to another. It was perfectly natural for her to do so, he should be perfectly fine with it. However it was soon over and she quickened her pace to catch up to him, happily wrapping her arms around his. This brought another smile to Sam's face, and he gently brushed a strand of hair out of Fawn's face with the hand that was free, tucking it behind her ear. She didn't put up her hair much if ever, but it didn't seem to get in the way of much. Sometimes it fell in her face, yes, but he was more than happy to brush it back to where it came from. Disregarding Timur's ramble about Fawn's hair, the two would walk down the halls to the source of the music, happy with each other company.
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Post by Pebble on Oct 6, 2016 2:48:09 GMT
Hey, this was easy and fun! And she was enjoying it all the more with Benedict. A smile would rest on her features as she watched him, while still keeping herself moving. "There you go!" She spoke to him, moving slightly closer to him as she danced with careful and beautiful ease. Her green eyes watched him and she felt something new. She wasn't sure what this emotion was, but she personally liked it. Just like she liked him. The two had been through torture together and now look at them. Dancing their hearts out on the floor to some awesome music. Oh she was in love! In love the music, she knew. But she didn't understand she was also in loved with Benedict. Her blue glow bracelet was a blur as she danced.
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Post by Dofferz! on Oct 6, 2016 3:26:09 GMT
His question made her think. It wasn't hard, but she didn't want to respond. They certainly looked like they were enjoying themselves, having fun, twirling their hearts out on the dance floor, but it hit her in a way she didn't like. It wasn't a feeling that could be helped--just an overprotective sister trying to make sure everything was right for her little bro. She never knew what it felt like, but she didn't want to have him go through the pain of heartbreak, for it was certain to happen to everybody at one point in time or another. "I guess, but I'm not." she would mummer, just biting down harder on her lip, with no other way of controlling herself. Let them dance. Don't interfere. Leave them be. Each word ran through her head, and she could do nothing but shut her eyes and hope for them to calm down. She said nothing more for now, but just watched the scene before her unfold.
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Post by Timur on Oct 6, 2016 3:52:47 GMT
She encouraged him, pretty much complimenting him. Well not really. Benny couldn't help but blush at her. She seemed so good at this, like she was experienced, whereas he was simply attempting to mirror her movements. She got closer to him, and he couldn't help but like it. Benedict was a train wreck during tortures, babyish and his actions changing all the time. Sometimes he was defiant whereas others he was flat out babyish and submissive, sometimes he started talking in a dazed babble or sometimes he would cry. He had actually peed himself in that torture, one can only hold it in for so long. That hadn't smelled good but it was one of the numerous things they had to deal with. It had been a while since then, but secretly he still had nightmares about it, fears that when he woke up he would wake up in the dungeon again, bleeding from countless wounds as pain filled his being. Though he didn't let anyone know, it was easy to push it away once he got out of bed and started his day. On another note, Benedidt would soon figure out that he was in love with Alula, but the feelings were still there. He was just confused, naive to the world or romance. Naive to just about everything really. He hadn't felt heartbreak, not yet at least, but he had certainly felt other kinds of pain. Benny was faintly aware of the presence of his sister, who would likely end up yelling at him at some point of another. However he was determined to not let her ruin the evening, determined to have a good time with Alula. So they continued dancing, having a good time as they danced their way around the dancefloor, happy despite being the only ones on it.
Well they were happy. Right now that's what mattered, or at least that's what Dean was telling himself. She was happy, and it didn't really matter with who as long as they were a good person. Benedict fit that requirement, and he made her happy. So he should be happy for her right? Dean felt he should be, but couldn't muster it up. "Well as long as they're happy I'm happy." he said, forcing a smile on his face as if an action as simple as that would make it a reality. If only it were that easy.
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Post by Pebble on Oct 6, 2016 3:59:47 GMT
Yes. This evening was wonderful to her. She'd forgotten completely about Lucifer, or the guy, or her own nightmares. She wasn't weighed down by it, no. She was enjoying herself tonight. It was closer to the middle of the song and she smiled, moving closer to him again. She wasn't even aware she was doing it; it was just happening. Not that she could complain, Benedict was her milk and honey at this point. Getting closer to him was on the top of her list. And so, she moved a bit closer to him again, unknowingly of course.
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Post by Timur on Oct 6, 2016 4:27:03 GMT
Even Luci had decided that she should have some fun. Having a family had changed his view on many things, it changed him for the better. So he decided to leave her alone for tonight, something she definitely needed. Benny didn't notice her moving closer at first, but now he did. Normally he would consider this an invasion if his personal space, but something felt different here. She was welcome, in fact he realized that he wanted her to be closer. Again he wasn't sure why, but he did like it. It was confusing. What was happening? Was this normal? Should he tell someone? The only thing he had felt even close to this was for his family, and that wasn't the same. However, he was having a good time here, so why spoil it with questions? So the male did his best to focus on dancing with Alula, noting that the song was good, even though different than what Dean ever played.
Dean noticed that she was getting closer and closer, and had to restrain himself from intervening. She needed this time, she didn't need him to ruin it. He squeezed his eyes shut, doing his best to control himself. That wasn't always his best subject, but for his Alu he would try his very best. For her.
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Post by Dofferz! on Oct 6, 2016 11:21:28 GMT
Closer and closer the two got, swayed by the sound of the music and the feelings in their heart. A song wS only a few minutes long, so how come it seemed like an eternity sitting there watching the two? It took every strap of self control and self decency to hold herself back from seperating the two lovebirds and crashing the party. Her eyes never left the two, and Dean's words only landed on deft ears, picking up why he said, but not taking the time to process it, so she said nothing more to him.
Every muscle in her body screamed to run forward, but no. He was old enough to make his own decisions, even if, like now, she didn't agree. As long as no harm would come... Right? Let him go, you're not his mother-- she repeated tho in her head. Hand tightened into fists, but she remained still.
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