HARRIET: [chuckles lightly as she follows] ”Does that term sound like an oxymoron to anyone else?”
Another Supernatural RP! (2/4 for now, but one more person is welcome to join)
(I'll respond later. I need sleep and ibuprofen!)
(Ok. Sleep well and feel better my friend.)
LEVI: [Laughs as he follows along.] "Yeah, that is oxymoronic!"
SAM: [Limping behind them.]
LEVI: [Calling back to his uncle.] "C'mon, slowpoke!"
HARRIET: [looks back at Sam and slows her pace to let him catch up] ”You doing alright? I have a couple of painkillers if you need ’em.”
SAM: [Makes his way to the rest of the group.] "Ye-yeah, I'm fine. It's just difficult to walk." [Silent for a bit.] "I actually just might take you up on that offer, Harriet."
HARRIET: [nods and pulls out two pills and gives them to Sam.] ”Once this whole thing is over and this place is behind us, I suggest you stay off that leg for a while… Or as long as you can.”
SAM: [Takes the pills from her, and immediately manages to dry-swallow them.] "Any ideas about the dream monster?"
HARRIET: [groans and facepalms] ”We should have asked about weak spots. All we know is steel should hurt it.”
DEAN: "We don't usually do this, but we could just go in guns blazing."
LEVI: [Scoffs.] "That's a horrible idea, dad!"
HARRIET: ”Name one time doing anything guns blazing is a good thing in our line of work without having a suicide wish!”
SAM: "It never ends well."
HARRIET: [sighs] ”If we deal with Samuel first maybe I can sweet talk a few things out of him.”
LEVI: "Like what?"
HARRIET: [raises a brow at Levi] ”Any weak points on the dream beast. Any information that his Men of Letters team may have found out stopping it. What else would I want to ask him about?”
LEVI: [Smiles.] "Just making sure."
DEAN: [Enters the shared living space, and beelines for the bathroom, practically slamming it behind him as he goes to urinate.]
HARRIET: ”Do I want to know what you thought I would ask him?”
LEVI: [Grabs the gear bags.] "I was just asking a question, Harriet…."
HARRIET: [nods] ”Alright.” [she checks her pockets for a few things.] ”Hmmm… I should probably grab my bags real quick. I’ll be right back.”
LEVI: "Yeah, that'd be a good idea. Who knows what we might need." [Staring out a window, looking up at a nearly full moon, biting his lip.]
SAM: [Waits for Harriet to be out of ear shot.] "You're anxious about the change, aren't you?"
LEVI: "Of course I am! Why wouldn't I be?" [Sighs.] "We all know what happened the first time around…."
DEAN: [Exiting the bathroom.] "You've been gaining more control over yourself though, bud. I mean at least you can talk to us, and remember what you do during that time now!"
LEVI: [Nods as he hefts the gear onto his shoulder and exits the room. Face is set in a stern expression.] "The sooner we get out of here, the better." I need a break from those two!
HARRIET: [only overheard their voices not the words from her room] Can’t wait to get home… I miss you, Bae. [she sighs, rubbing her neck. She turns when she hears Levi in the hall] ”Levi? Is everything ok?”
LEVI: [Keeps walking down the hall towards the elevators, seemingly ignoring Harriet.]
HARRIET: What crawled up his ass all of a sudden? [shakes her head and finishes packing before waiting for Sam and Dean in the hall]
(He's acting like a moody teenagerno offence despite being the same age as Dean! Lol)
DEAN: "Well, someone's moody."
SAM: [Shrugs.] "Can't say that I blame him; I would be too!"
HARRIET: ”So, he's gonna be fine? Just kinda a PMS moment or something?”
DEAN: [Quickly thinks of something to explain Levi's behavior.] "He gets like this around full moons because he had a girlfriend who became a werewolf, and he had to…." [Mimes shooting a gun.]
SAM: "He'll be fine though." [Looks sad.]
HARRIET: [winces sympathetically] ”Oh. I'm sorry. I can kind of understand what that’s like.” [she genuinely looks upset]
LEVI: [Raises his voice. Isn't yelling.] "Get a move on, would ya!" [Waiting at the elevators, impatiently tapping his left foot on the floor.]
SAM: [Already moving down the hall.]
DEAN: "As you can tell, he's been having a hard time dealing with her death."
HARRIET: ”I don't blame him. Losing anyone is hard enough but… Had they been together long before?”
DEAN: "Three years…."