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Post by Pebble on Sept 12, 2016 4:39:36 GMT
Hah. A regular day for little old Pebble. Wandering around, eating macaroni, spoiling her hellhounds, yup. Just a regular day. Probably. Maybe. No. It wasn't. Today, she had a mission. Well, it was a kind of accidental mission, but still. Wait. It wasn't even a mission. Ever since that Alula kid got triggered by something, Pebble's father had sprung, attacking her with annoying and terrifying hallucinations. Now, being the child of Lucifer, Pebble naturally had to get in on this. She had a vessel, this was true. Infact, she was already in it. Since, you know, she was already on the surface. Yeah, the naive child had no idea what to say, so she just said yes. Leaving Pebble free to do whatever she wanted on the surface. Of course, she had to meet the Winchesters. Just had to. And she found her spot. They were on a hunt, running from a hellhound. Ohoho. Mind games! She could earn their trust this way, right? Right! With this, she would send Kishan after the smaller hellhound, the giant dog killing it within seconds. The snarls that followed him as he made sure it was dead, tossing it around a bit. Oh. They were alert now. A flutter of wings and she teleported in front of them; which they weren't looking. Kishan was already beside her and she leaned on him, watching them with a Lucifer grin and a raised brow. She chuckled quietly. Wow. They were so dumb! Was she gonna have to say something to catch their attention? Looks like she was! "Howdy."
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Post by Timur on Sept 12, 2016 4:54:14 GMT
The hellhound had been fast on their heels. Chasing them, trying to kill them. That's what happened when you messed with crossroads demon. At the very least Sam wanted to make sure Fawn and Dean got out, Dean wanted to make sure Sam got out, and Fawn probably want led Sam to get out. No body wanted their loved ones to die here. And then it wasn't. A sense of relief filled Sam, followed by worry. They were safe for now, but where had the hellhound gone? Dean had a similar reaction. Then a flutter of wings caught they attention, Dean thought it was going to be Cas, but when they looked towards the creature that had spoken they saw something totally different. Wait what was a 12 year old girl doing here? Sam however, would recognize that grin anywheres. He had seen it too many times to possibly miss it. This put him on high alert, instinctively taking a step so that he was in between Fawn and the other. "Who are you?" Sam asked, receiving a weird look from Dean for a moment before he caught on too. The sound of wings, no that wasn't human. Probably an angel. Their assumptions would be wrong, however, and we're about to be proved so.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 12, 2016 5:01:55 GMT
The cool night breeze would ruffle some of her brown hair, earning a soft growl from the hound beside her. Her Lucifer smile was still stuck to her features, teeth mockingly glinting in the soft moonlight that shown down on the group. She watched as Sam made a move to step in front of the blonde, the one that he loved. Pebble personally found it repulsive, love. It was awful; the fluff moments between her sire and dam ruin any emotions such as love. Sam asked a question and she would raise a brow, chuckling softly. "Now, Samuel, that's not a nice way to greet a friend, is it, love?" She spoke with a smooth natural charm. Her brown eyes flashed a fiery orange, illuminating the area with a soft warm glow before fading back her dark brown eyes. She pushed off of Kishan, taking a few steps towards the still larger people. "Tsk. Tsk. Pity you don't know who I am. I say, we play a game. You can guess who I am, my dears." Her voice was laced with innocence and charm, despite the Lucifer behind it. "I'm a very powerful being; I'm no angel like you are thinking. Nor a demon. Put me up there with archangels and above, then try again. I'm as powerful as God, if that helps." She riddled them, her grin still devilish as she studied the group in front of her. Such a shame they didn't know who she was.
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Post by Timur on Sept 13, 2016 0:14:00 GMT
Nobody called him Samuel. It was doubtful that back in his college days his buddies had known his real name was Samuel. Being called by that put him on even higher alert. Then again, if this girl was an angel then she could easily just search through his head and find it. Sam swallowed, watching the other's every move as she got closer to them. Dean did as well, he didn't like the looks of this girl. Then she spoke again, they both listened. "Well I'm not one for games so how about you just tell us?" Dean said, taking a step forwards. Sam remained silent for now as he wrapped his head around what the other had just said, and still trying to get over how her body language looked like lucifer's. And he orange glow, just like the devil had once done? He had not had good experiences with Lucifer. If the other still pushed for guessing, Dean's guess would be that God had another sibling. He, no they, wouldn't ever think that Lucifer had children, and would likely be very bad at this game. Whoops.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 13, 2016 1:15:48 GMT
Pebble slightly pouted, crossing her arms. She uickly on folded them though, not able to resist rubbing Kishan's torn ear between her fingers. "You guys are no fun." She stated, returning her gaze to Sam and Dean. "And here I thought you Winchesters were supposed to be smart." She taunted, tsking. "Name's Pebble. Now, I wouldn't suggest making fun of my name, because, well... last person who did managed to become a snack for Kishan here." She stated, unamused and bored by now. She rolled her shoulders before walking forward to the point she stood right in front of them, fearless. "You see, I guess you could say I'm the next Satan. I'm next to the throne for hell." She said lowly, voice actually dangerous for once. "Lucifer is my father, and he's on a rise. Show me some respect, pets." She smirked, looking them all in the eyes. It was obviously a Lucifer thing. "Because I just saved your lives."
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Post by Timur on Sept 13, 2016 1:56:02 GMT
Well lucky her, life wasn't all fun and games, Dean thought. He also wasn't phased by the threat. she kept on coming closer, and closer. Sam became more and more worried the more she spoke, reaching behind him to attempt to grasp Fawnpelt's hand as if to remind himself that he was indeed up on earth, and she was still with him, and to tell her that he was there for her, maybe provide a bit of comfort. Lucifer was her father? This got her confused looks from the both of them, however worry was still rooted within Sam. Lucifer was on the rise again. Dean gave a snort when she finished. Lucifer's child? Dean wouldn't believe it for a moment, but Sam however would accept it as possible. "Seems like your about as smart as a pebble too." Dean stated soon after. He paused for a moment before speaking again. "Yeah like we're supposed to believe that a guy like him has children, or that a weakling like you saved my life." he said bluntly, clearly not buying most of the act.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 13, 2016 2:52:17 GMT
Pebble felt heated right now. How dare he insult her in such a way? "Can it, squirrel." She hissed quietly. "I did save you, from the hellhound. But I would gladly feed you to this one." She snapped, Kishan letting off a thunderous bark to alert them of his presence. She glared at Dean. "Alu, was it? I would suggest paying more attention to your birdie." She growled, brown eyes flashing orange. Her gaze drew to Sam. "And you! Samuel Winchester. You denied my father many times despite him wanting to do good!" She growled, defending Lucifer despite him not being here. Her eyes slowly wandered to Fawn. A glint of silver and an archangel blade existed in her hands. "You're lucky I don't kill you all right now, lovelies. I'm generous, unlike my father." She stated, stepping back from them all. "But, if you still don't believe me; what must I do to get you to?" She asked, eyes drawing to her blade.
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Post by Timur on Sept 13, 2016 4:15:54 GMT
Huh. Only Crowley had called him squirrel, interesting in fact. However, not important now. She spoke again, and they listened. And of course Dean was going to reply with some smart remark. "Yeah like we haven't fought hellhound a before and what do you mean paying more attention to her?" he said, though worried about the statement about Alula. Sam however, was still in high alert, not quite in the right mood to be a smart ass. "He was going to roast half the planet and kill everyone." Sam stated. How was that good? And plus if he had said yes, whoever her mother was would likely be dead and she wouldn't of even been born. "Ok, say you are actually Lucifer's daughter." Sam started, causing Dean to slightly raise his eyebrow. Sam let go of fawn's hand and let his own fall back to his side, more prepared if Pebble were to put the blade to use. "What are you doing here? And who's your mother?" he finished, cautiously awaiting her reply. She didn't seem like the type to mess around, and even Dean was smart enough to not test her patience while they weren't as defended as they needed to be. If she actually was Lucifer's daughter then she was either part or full archangel, the part archangel being more likely. Sam wasn't even sure if another archangel could be made by anyone other than God.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 13, 2016 11:00:47 GMT
Pebble raised a brow at Dean. Oh yeah, she knew about that. They had killed Growley, a favorite to Pebble. She'd been alive then... she's been around basically since the beginning of the Winchesters' journey. However, there was no way they could defeat Kishan; he was the biggest hellhound in hell, the biggest hellhound to ever exist. And he was smart. His next part of the sentence causes her to smile and wink. "Trust me, love." She purred. Her attention turned to Sam as he spoke, and she snorted. He had good intentions, she was sure. However, his next statement caught her off guard. What was she doing here? "My purpose here matters as little as my mother's name, but if you must know, my mother is either in three possible places; Antarctica, in this very area, or hell. She goes by the name Timur." She spoke, shrugging. So? She was half and half. Timur had gotten married to Lucifer before his little "im going to burn the world" and had had the first of the siblings; Doff. So, her mother probably wouldn't have been dead.
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Post by Timur on Sept 13, 2016 22:57:23 GMT
Well Sam would be a little off, he was going off of what he knew and didn't know everything. He just assumed that Pebble couldn't be very old, as no one had really heard of her before. Though now the apocalypse couldn't be a thing, since Micheal was dead so there couldn't be a fight, meaning no apocalypse. So why was Lucifer rising again? Sam wanted to know, as did Dean, but they left that question unasked. "So being a dick and not answering question must be a family trait huh?" Dean said, commenting on her answer to Sam's first question. Great, another archangel to deal with. Did this one want the apocalypse too? Well what was next now, did she fly off and leave them be? Did they fight? Hm. It seemed as if pebble and Dean might get into something verbal. Sam thought they should get out of there, and put up angel warding and see if it was effective against her. Or call Cas and see if he knew anything that would keep out archangels, since holy fire was only partially effective and wouldn't kill an archangel. It would actually depend on pebbles next action, and when Timur stopped rambling on. Which would be wait for it wait for it.... Now.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 14, 2016 1:00:32 GMT
Pebble snorted. "I guess it does, must be the same for you Winchesters." She replied to Dean's comment. Unfortunate for them, Archangel warding wouldn't exactly work on her, seeing as she was more powerful than any Archangel to exist. As were her siblings. It was unknown to even her why Luci was rising, she was just here. Which brings them to a new statement; she was sticking with them. "Hope you don't mind Kishan too much; he really is a sweetheart." She answered, studying their reactions. This could be really fun or really bad.
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Post by Timur on Sept 14, 2016 15:24:43 GMT
Dean had to chuckle at that first one, though Sam would not. Of course, they didn't know that archangel warding wouldn't work, even if such a thing existed. But then her next statement threw them off guard. Why would they have to not mind kishan? What were they going to stick around or something? No way in hell would Dean or Sam willingly let a hellhound anywheres near the bunker, but it wasn't quite their choice was it? Of course, they would be stubborn as ever and try ever way for him to not. "What are you talking about?" Sam asked, furrowing his eyebrows together in confusion.
rushed at the end sorawry
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Post by Pebble on Sept 14, 2016 22:00:39 GMT
Pebble smirked, holding Kishan's head in one hand and petting him with the other. "I'm not going back to hell; it's hot and humid and the screams are annoying. Antarctica? It's cold! Sooo, what do you say?" She asked, looking at them. "I mean, I can be useful. I know everything about Lucifer you would need to know, and well... don't you think it would be handy to have a hellhound on your side for once?" She asked. "I mean, that isn't much of a hellhound." She added, gesturing to Fawnpelt. This earned her a little growl and Pebble snickered.
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Post by Timur on Sept 15, 2016 23:35:15 GMT
Dean let out a huff of disbelief. Yeah this kid was going to sell her dad out just for some shelter, that'd shed likely take wether they want to or not. Couldn't archangels do weird power crap and build a house? Dean gave a sarcastic smile and said "I believe we're doing just fine without your archangel crap." Sam however felt personally offended at what he felt to be an insult thrown at fawn's way. "That's because she's not a monster." he spoke back, a defensive venom in his voice. His face had also turned into a bitch face, where Dean was still easygoing for the most part.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 16, 2016 1:19:50 GMT
Pebble looked offended at both Dean and Sam. She gestured to herself. "First of all, I don't do Archangel crap. I can barely even zap a demon." She defended herself. "Second of all, Kishan is no monster. Look! You can walk right up to him and pet him! He's innocent and sweet!" She defended her hellhound as she pet him. "You uncultured swines!" She hissed, voice laced with venom. Huh. Childish. Pebble wasn't a monster either; never was and never intended to be.
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