[b]NATALIA WINCHESTER[/b]

When Cason's voice rang through her quiet room, Natalia jumped having not expected anyone to have barged their way into her room when she wasn't in it and without her permission. "Son of a bitch!" she cursed, placing her hand on her chest as she forced herself to gather herself from Cason's actions. Once she had gathered her sanity and breath she gave him a glare and then proceeded to roll his eyes when he acted like he hadn't done anything invasive and be smug about it with the addition of the whiskey. 

"Seriously!? Dude, you can't just waltz into a woman's room without her permission or knowledge! Major creep vibes" she told him, whilst under her breath muttered 'why me?' and feeling annoyed that out of all them, it was her that had to deal with him as a room mate. She knew deep down it was possible as she was really the only one who wasn't already bunking up with someone and hated him the least, but still highly disliked him. "And of course you overheard everything" she said rolling her eyes once again, deciding that he was incredibly lucky she didn't just grab for her handgun and shoot him on principle like Esme did previously. 

"What troubles you got to drink away anyway? You probably not got a clue what real troubles are" she asked him, her tone of annoyance still evident, but it wasn't as vicious as it was to begin with. She grabbed some clothes out her bag, pulling out her black jeans, washed out black vest and her cropped hooded leather jacket. If she was going to be having to do a hunt at a halloween party, then she was going to try and blend in a little abit so she didn't scream 'hunter' to their suspects. Shrugging off her blazer from the FBI getup, she laid it out on the bed as despite all her complaining about feeling disgusting in said suit, she still took care of it instead of scrunching it up into her bag. 

She was also desperate for some of the whiskey that Cason had on the table but she promised Dean she'd remain professional with a simple nod and not get drunk whilst they still had a threat on their hands. Despite her grievences with Cason being in the room, she still pulled off her work button up shirt but kept her back to him which would reveal the one large scar that went diagonally from her right shoulder blade to the left side of her waist. Whilst another that wasn't as long but just promiment going in the same direction just above it. Unlike Mika, Natalia never tried to have them covered up, they were markings from her time in the asylum and the torture she went through, her reminder for why she hated demons so much. 

Yet they were also a reminder of how she met her brothers, how they saved her from said place even if it include Azazel's interferring at the time. She grabbed her vest, pulling it over her head and down her body then continued to turn and sit on the edge of one of the beds where she unzipped and unbuttoned the suit trousers, pulling them down her legs so she could change into her black jeans. Pulling herself into her jeans, she pulled on her cropped hooded jacket and turned straight to her makeup where she wasted no time in grabbing her eyeliner and making it heavier and slightly more smudgy. 

[b]MIKA CHAMBERS AND SAM WINCHESTER[/b]

Mika couldn't help but smirk ever so slightly when Dean reminded Nat that this wasn't some frat party for her to get drunk at and mess around on. Those two may not always see eye to eye but it was clear that for someone who never wanted a sister, Dean sure did show some kind of protectiveness over the woman when it was warranted. Anna messing around with Nat also made her smile as it seemed so normal for their group in a day of stresses and anxiety. 

With Nat now out the room and them all showing some level of disgust at the news Sam gave them about the bones being infant bones, Mika found herself all the more determined to succeed in stopping this seal from breaking whilst Sam gave his nod to Anna to meeting him in their room before smiling at her PDA action then leaving the room. 

He looked at his brother and just gave a casual shrug wordlessly. "I guess I'll see you guys outside. Mika dont let him burst a blood vessel in his stress for this hunt" he said with a smug and teasing smirk, one that always made Mika snigger a bit. "I could make burst a blood vessel from many things, but that is not one of them" She teased back making Sam grimmace and head to the door. "you two are too alike" he pretended to complain and then left the room, heading to his and Anna's room. 

With now everyone out of the room, Mika went to her own bag and pulled out some more appropriate clothing for hunting, or at least, what she considered appropriate clothing. Her usual faux leather jeggings and vest combo which always brought her that sense of empowerment and confidence that she very rarely had deep down. "What do you think our chances are? Realistically that is" she asked Dean, as she changed into her comfortable clothing and into her combat boots. 

Sam made it into his room with Annabeth and instantly went to his own bag to change. "If you and Nat need help, please hollah for me straight away" he told Anna, knowing that he was practically repeating himself from moments ago, but he was concerned about the girls being with Cason.