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Post by Timur on Nov 25, 2016 20:49:08 GMT
Here we had a usual scene for the winchesters. Rock music cranked up as far as Dean could push it, the black Impala cruising on the road that always seemed so empty. Except for them of course. Sam had passenger seat as usual,despite Alula's valiant attempts at claiming it. Sam always had passenger seat. However today would be different but not to do with a passenger seat. Today Dean was taking Alu to her first bar. She had turned 21 recently and they had had a little bet. If Alu could kill at least 3 vamps on this hunt he'd take her to get a proper drink. She did amazing on the hunt. However, Dean wouldn't let her go home with anyone yet, that would have to wait for another time. She was still his Alula after all.
They were almost there actually, it was a matter of finding the right street to turn on so they could get to the bar. Dean decided to focus on the road for once since the streets were rather crowded, leaving Sam to be the one to speak. "Excited?" he would ask, wondering what to get her first. She probably hadn't had much alcoholic beverages before, so figuring out the right one could prove to be tricky. They'd get there though.
Someone else would be at the bar too. Two someone else's actually. One of them would be the devil, the other his wife. They were a happy couple and right now Timur wanted to see if she could get the devil drunk. What was more fun than a drunk devil? It had taken a bit of persuasion but Lucifer had agreed in the end. Took a little manipulation of the bartender too, but they got there. And Timur wasn't willing to leave until her spouse had been successfully intoxicated. Holy alcohol tolerance? No problem!
She was smiling. This was fun. She didn't drink any herself, not being a big fan of the beverages, but was more than willing to order another shot for Lucifer. "Drunk yet? Even a little?" Timur asked again. "Not yet, be patient Tim." the blonde make replied, cracking a smile. They had been here a while actually. It took Cas a liquor store to get drunk, and they'd probably have to hit up another bar to get lucifer drunk. But it was definitely worth it. Timur let out a small laugh and would order another drink for Luci. The manager wouldn't be happy tomorrow.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 25, 2016 21:03:06 GMT
Ah yes. The regular for the Winchesters. The road typically empty, Dean blasting his music, Sam riding shotgun rolling his eyes at his brother and, Alula sitting in the back seat humming along. She'd heard probably every single one of these songs, being around the two for... what was? Seven years? Yup. Seven years. Each and every single one of these years being the best of her life. Sure bshe hadn't learned to hunt until she was 16 but, she was already proving to be much like her father. Especially at their previous hunt. She'd chopped six vamps that night, three more than what Dean had betted on.
And so that's how she found herself in the backseat, watching the town lights like it was Christmas despite seeing them a thousand times. It was special today. 21? Hell yeah! She could freaking drink! Not that she didn't already... Dean didn't quite hide his beer as well as he thought, considering she's gotten into it at least 6 times. Once a year, pretty much. He never noticed. So, it wasn't hard to say she had a taste for beer, Budlight especially. Sam's words lulled her out of her thoughts and she averted her apple green gaze from the window to look at the back of her uncle's head. She slid over, so she was in the middle of the backseat and them, resting her arms and head on the sat ad she leaned forward. "Pssh. Why wouldn't I be?" She spoke, smiling lightly. It was her first bar! Why wouldn't she be excited? She was curious about it, bars always having interested her. She was curious as to why Dean and Sam themselves actually went to them. She wasn't totally focused on the bar though. She was already itching for a case, for another hunt. She showed many behaviors that Dean had long since mostly grown out of. Mostly. Alula was literally Dean in his early twenties, you could ask anybody that. Especially Sam.
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Post by Sylphie on Nov 26, 2016 0:48:50 GMT
Ryan didnt drink. He may murder just for the hell of it, but he certainly didn't drink. But Gavin did, and Gavin was a fucking lightweight. The guy was on his third beer and he was drunk. You know, after so many years of being alive you'd think he'd have some sort of tolerance. But nope! The eldest immortal was drunk as he could be.
Gavin saw what appeared to be a couple at the bar, so what did he do? He walked over and sat by them. Ryan groaned as he saw the hacker go off to probably bother the poor couple, but you know what? It wasn't his fucking job. He wasn't the 'Golden Boy's' caretaker, Geoff could kiss his ass. Let Gavin dig his hole and die. He'd just pick the male up and drag him off home before he revived.
" 'ello you two? Are ya having a good night?" Gavin asked the two, unaware he was speaking to the devil himself as his voice came out slurred and more british than normal.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 26, 2016 0:50:44 GMT
//aeeeeeeeyyyyyy. Were they all humans before they came here? Because this au is all about just Fawn, Lark, basically everybody from storm clan not coming over. None of the things that happened in SPC (except for alula) happened here bab
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Post by Sylphie on Nov 26, 2016 0:58:26 GMT
{yeah, they were both humans before all this, I'm basically having this as none of the crew were ever thrown into the FF world.
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Post by Timur on Nov 28, 2016 5:34:11 GMT
Sam and Dean went to bars for a variety of reasons. Dean sometimes went just for the hookups, sometimes they went to relieve stress or try to get over whatever horrible event had happened that time. Sometimes it was to wind down, sometimes to celebrate something successful. This time it was to show Alula the ropes. There were plenty of varying reasons. At Alula's response both brothers would let out a chuckle. "Any idea what you want to drink?" Sam asked as they turned onto yet another street. Something told him that tonight was going to be a good one.
Lucifer's drinks came, and he had to wonder why Timur insisted on going to the bar when he could just snap his fingers and get the alcohol at his will. And why she wanted to get him drunk. But after a bit he caved and agreed to go, hence why they were here now. He gave the bartender a small nod in thanks before it went off to take the next order. The devil took a sip of the first one, a taste test of sorts, before drinking the rest of it. Well that was one down. It didn't really do much to effect him but eventually it would. Timur was smiling, clearly having a good time. Then someone would speak and grab their attentions, his slurred words clearly indicating he was drunk. Timur didn't see any harm in the situation and would continue smiling, answering the drunk's question with "Yes, yes we are. How about you?" her own voice much different from Gavin's.
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Post by Pebble on Nov 28, 2016 6:22:20 GMT
Alula already knew exactly yet, she didn't want to make it obvious she'd been stealing out of Dean's suply. So, she simply shrugged and going with a very common answer for a new drinker, a non suspicious one. "Beer." It was short and sweet and the way she drew it lazily out insisted that she didn't know there were different brands despite already knowing. She wasn't stupid. Being stupud got you killed. Her dad may have been known for dieing four times and coming back but, Alula didn't want to be known for it. No, she wanted to be known for something else. She wanted glory and by golly she had the guts for it. She wasn't sure what though. Maybe she could be known for killing twenty vamps in one night? Oooh. That sounded good but, almost impossible. Perfect.
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Post by Sylphie on Nov 29, 2016 0:04:29 GMT
"Yup! I'm having a wondorous time! It'd be even better if Ryan would dink with me. But he's a spoil sport!" The brit said, making sure that the mercenary could hear. Ryan just sighed and took another drink of his diet coke. Of course the brit would just go out and blab their names, who cared if a police officer might be near.
"I'm Gavin Free, you?" Gavin asked as he took a seat. These would be good folks to chat with.
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Post by Timur on Dec 1, 2016 5:35:18 GMT
Twenty vampires would be quite a feat, they'd have to find a pretty big nest for that too. Sam and Dean were also known for being good hunters, but off year they were also known for dieing a lot. Sam smile at her answer, he too was oblivious to the fact that she had had a drink before. "I mean what kind of beer silly." Sam would say, craning his head back to look at Alula, amusement showing on his face.
So he was a happy drunk it seemed. Well better than being sad drunk or an angry drunk. It was always fun to talk to happy drunks while they were drunk. They were happy and puppies and rainbows and with some people not a thing in the world could make them upset. "I'm Timur, and this is Jack." she introduced them, deciding to use a code name of sorts. There really wasn't many people named lucifer except for the archangel himself, and it could be hard for Timur to explain the name at times, so they simply stuck with a common name of Jack. No one would suspect a thing unless they truly knew them, and so far no one had so it was a good back up name. "Glad to hear that you're having a good time." she added.
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Post by Pebble on Dec 2, 2016 1:58:17 GMT
Lightly tapping his forehead, she rolled her shoulders at Sam. She tilted her head, pretending to think before going with an answer many others would. That one beer with the horses? "Budweiser." She told him with a gentle and innocent smile. Definitely smart like her uncle.
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