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30something who loves to rp to pass the time and meet new people! When the world is right, I'm a character entertainer for a party business and do fan films. Utter geek who loves gaming and reading and rather addicted to the art therapy colouring books haha!
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Hey guys sorry for being super duper quiet the last few days, I've been bed ridden ill. But I'm back now!
Madison hadn't bothered to get a drink, as she arrived so much later than everyone else. There wasn't even a real reason for her late arrival, she just hovered behind then made her own way down by foot. She had made sure to not take any roads that were her old pick up points, so she wouldn't meet anyone she once knew. She still couldn't handle even the thought of seeing one her past colleagues.
At the diner, she was curious about what was being spoken of between Howard and Riley, but she also knew it was none of her business, so she would stay out, unless either came to her to talk. She had wondered if the subject of Riley's bandana round her wrist had got brought up. Again, she knew deep down it was none of her business, so she let that thought pass out of her mind, as quickly as it came into her mind.
When Corey left, then came back saying Howard would meet them all later on, she just nodded and with a light thud on her hand on the back of the chair's back rest, she stood up and span the chair back round again. She was finally hearing the words she was waiting for, to get this night started: "Everybody hop in the car". "You don't need to tell me twice," She spoke up, and headed out the diner and to the car that Corey was indeed talking about. She climbed inside after Declan but in the back, grabbing the window seat, where she propped her elbow up on the window's tiny ledge and propped her chin into the palm of her hand.
It was time to party....
At the diner, she was curious about what was being spoken of between Howard and Riley, but she also knew it was none of her business, so she would stay out, unless either came to her to talk. She had wondered if the subject of Riley's bandana round her wrist had got brought up. Again, she knew deep down it was none of her business, so she let that thought pass out of her mind, as quickly as it came into her mind.
When Corey left, then came back saying Howard would meet them all later on, she just nodded and with a light thud on her hand on the back of the chair's back rest, she stood up and span the chair back round again. She was finally hearing the words she was waiting for, to get this night started: "Everybody hop in the car". "You don't need to tell me twice," She spoke up, and headed out the diner and to the car that Corey was indeed talking about. She climbed inside after Declan but in the back, grabbing the window seat, where she propped her elbow up on the window's tiny ledge and propped her chin into the palm of her hand.
It was time to party....
Got my girl involved in the IC thread finally. Sorry for being slow in getting a first post up - was out all night last night.
Madison or as a lot of people know her in Aidensville as "Icy", was one of the last one in the group to show up at the diner. She walked in and spotted the gang straight away, so she walked over, grabbed a spare chair from another table, span it round and sat down, leaning on the back of the chair, by resting her arms on it. She hated sitting on normal chairs like people should do. Only time she sat normally was in fact if she was sitting in the booth sofas. Otherwise, she sat how she pleased.
She had arrived just in time for Corey to say that it was time for Riley's initiation at the scrapyard party that had pretty much started. She smiled,finding it crazy that was already that time again for their little family to officially grow and introduce another member. She found Riley utterly adorable, and truth be told, she truly felt sorry for Riley. She had seen what life can do to a person, from when she used to be a hooker on the streets at night- just to gain money to put food on the table, when she lived with her drug addict of a father. She could see the anxiety and pain that Riley showed, when Corey said it was time for something, that she clearly hadn't really done before.
Her smile showed empathy and sympathy, as well as comfort. "You'll be fine doll, everyone ends up enjoying themselves at these things. I know I was just as weary when I was initiated, but not anymore." She told the new girl, who she knew she would get on just fine with. Although Madison was the kind of girl who would lash out still when touched without consent, and there were times she was still a little jumpy around men, but this gang she found saved her. She was so ready to just go back to what she knows so well, but the gang helped her stay on the path of being free from that. She owed this gang and "family" everything, not that she would openly confess that to a lot of them.
Whilst she was talking, she was absentmindedly playing the sleeve cuff zipper on her biker jacket, which was a habit that had grown from her days of selling herself. She would do it every time they were planning something big, or in the case of hooking, about to pick up a new customer to please, then leave with cash in hand. Parties were just another night on the town as far as Madison was concerned. Sure, she said truthfully that everyone ends up enjoying themselves at these parties, but she still found herself being slightly edgy all night long, because of guys always wanting to get in her pants, due to her reputation. Tonight, she just hoped all attention would be on Riley and the others, so she could go her merry way without starting yet another fight with some guy twice her weight and height.
She watched as Alex got up and went to the restroom to fix herself up for the night, before looking back and around at the gang, "So I'm guessing we're off once Alex comes back?" She questioned.
She had arrived just in time for Corey to say that it was time for Riley's initiation at the scrapyard party that had pretty much started. She smiled,finding it crazy that was already that time again for their little family to officially grow and introduce another member. She found Riley utterly adorable, and truth be told, she truly felt sorry for Riley. She had seen what life can do to a person, from when she used to be a hooker on the streets at night- just to gain money to put food on the table, when she lived with her drug addict of a father. She could see the anxiety and pain that Riley showed, when Corey said it was time for something, that she clearly hadn't really done before.
Her smile showed empathy and sympathy, as well as comfort. "You'll be fine doll, everyone ends up enjoying themselves at these things. I know I was just as weary when I was initiated, but not anymore." She told the new girl, who she knew she would get on just fine with. Although Madison was the kind of girl who would lash out still when touched without consent, and there were times she was still a little jumpy around men, but this gang she found saved her. She was so ready to just go back to what she knows so well, but the gang helped her stay on the path of being free from that. She owed this gang and "family" everything, not that she would openly confess that to a lot of them.
Whilst she was talking, she was absentmindedly playing the sleeve cuff zipper on her biker jacket, which was a habit that had grown from her days of selling herself. She would do it every time they were planning something big, or in the case of hooking, about to pick up a new customer to please, then leave with cash in hand. Parties were just another night on the town as far as Madison was concerned. Sure, she said truthfully that everyone ends up enjoying themselves at these parties, but she still found herself being slightly edgy all night long, because of guys always wanting to get in her pants, due to her reputation. Tonight, she just hoped all attention would be on Riley and the others, so she could go her merry way without starting yet another fight with some guy twice her weight and height.
She watched as Alex got up and went to the restroom to fix herself up for the night, before looking back and around at the gang, "So I'm guessing we're off once Alex comes back?" She questioned.
Mika could hear him growl in her his sigh when she tried to get out of her awkward and tight situation. She was finding it more and more difficult to keep her stupid secret, that she shouldn't even be keeping form him in the first place. She was just too damn scared.
When Dean said about not having anything of hers, she couldn't help but get a flashback of that fateful last day that they were separated because her father wrongfully pulled them apart. Her head hurt as she remembered that horrendous day and she tightly closed her eyes shut until the memory subsided and she could reply to Dean. "W-what about the----" She began to ask him what he done with the first edition book of Pride and Prejudice she gave him on that day, but then knew she would give her identity, so she quickly stopped herself from continuing that question. "How come you don't have anything of hers? Did she not give you anything? Or vise versa that you found? How did you know it was her that was attacked, if you don't have any evidence that belonged to her?" She decided to re word her question and try to sound like it was just another case.
Yet Dean kept asking about giving him something to go on, anything for him to just move on. She didn't know what to say- she wanted to say her usual "I don't know who she is" line, but she knew Dean just won't accept that anymore. She had to come up with something new, and she had a feeling he'd pick up on her changing what she was going to say, from where she nearly slipped up. She was now shaking, and wondered what she could possibly say that would get him off her back.
At this point she was in tears, but fighting hard to not let it sound through down the phone. She wished Dean would just figure out who she is for her, then she can find the right words to explain why she kept this secret from him properly. She was so glad that Ethan had clients today, because if he came up the stairs seeing her in this state, it would make things all that more complicated.
"Fine...." She sighed, taking a deep breath ready to say something. "......She was my distant cousin....."
When Dean said about not having anything of hers, she couldn't help but get a flashback of that fateful last day that they were separated because her father wrongfully pulled them apart. Her head hurt as she remembered that horrendous day and she tightly closed her eyes shut until the memory subsided and she could reply to Dean. "W-what about the----" She began to ask him what he done with the first edition book of Pride and Prejudice she gave him on that day, but then knew she would give her identity, so she quickly stopped herself from continuing that question. "How come you don't have anything of hers? Did she not give you anything? Or vise versa that you found? How did you know it was her that was attacked, if you don't have any evidence that belonged to her?" She decided to re word her question and try to sound like it was just another case.
Yet Dean kept asking about giving him something to go on, anything for him to just move on. She didn't know what to say- she wanted to say her usual "I don't know who she is" line, but she knew Dean just won't accept that anymore. She had to come up with something new, and she had a feeling he'd pick up on her changing what she was going to say, from where she nearly slipped up. She was now shaking, and wondered what she could possibly say that would get him off her back.
At this point she was in tears, but fighting hard to not let it sound through down the phone. She wished Dean would just figure out who she is for her, then she can find the right words to explain why she kept this secret from him properly. She was so glad that Ethan had clients today, because if he came up the stairs seeing her in this state, it would make things all that more complicated.
"Fine...." She sighed, taking a deep breath ready to say something. "......She was my distant cousin....."
Sam closes the door behind Mika as she exited their room, and headed back to AnnaBeth, watching as she guzzled down the drink Mika hadn't long dropped off for her. When she said about Castiel wanting to kill their unborn child made him suddenly frown and wrap his arms around her, placing one hand on the back of her head in a comforting manner. Kissing the top of her head, he looked down into her eyes.
"Cas won't come near our daughter. I know he's stubborn when it comes to things like this, but I will get my own way with this. We won when it came to the kid a few weeks back who was the anti christ- or so Cas said. We'll get our way again." He said first and foremost. When it came to his brother, he couldn't deny that Dean was probably fearful of the baby, it was something new to them all, but at the end of the day this child was a Winchester. That should make Dean just as protective as they are of this child and AnnaBeth.
"Dean will come round. It's something new and he doesn't do 'new' exactly well to begin with. But he knows just as we do, that she's a Winchester, and Winchesters do nothing better than to protect their own. Dean will do the same for you, because as far as we're concerned you are an Winchester. As Bobby once said to us- family don't end in blood." Sam explained to her. "Now.. let's not worry about it for the time being..." He told her, knowing that they had to stop being worried for just a little while, or they'll go stark raving mad with the worry.
Mika noticed Castiel's glare at her and she suddenly came over confused. "What the hell did I do?" she thought to herself, finding it a real surprise that Castiel would just suddenly start giving her glares for what she considered for no reason. "that Angel will never fail to confuse me" she thought one more time, before shaking off her thoughts mentally.
"Okay.. I'm not even bother asking what the hell this is all about because quite frankly, I don't wanna know. This is a rest bite moment, so I don't wanna have to be worried or concerned or confused for just like... ten minutes.." She told the boys, and when Dean agreed that they all needed a break, she smiled and nodded, just before Castiel just stomped off and passed her and finally out of the motel room. She just shook her head and walked over to Dean, but not before grabbing her food, a pair of chopsticks and a diet soda bottle.
Mika sat down in the chair that was nearby Dean and opened her little take out box and went to tuck in. "Castiel wants to be a threat to the child, you must stop him when the time comes..." the familiar voice in her head told her, she wanted to tell it to shut the hell up and ask it how it knew of this information, but she was in company of Arik and Dean. Now was not the time to start talking to a voice inside her head. Dean would go berserk if he found out this secret of hers.
"Cas won't come near our daughter. I know he's stubborn when it comes to things like this, but I will get my own way with this. We won when it came to the kid a few weeks back who was the anti christ- or so Cas said. We'll get our way again." He said first and foremost. When it came to his brother, he couldn't deny that Dean was probably fearful of the baby, it was something new to them all, but at the end of the day this child was a Winchester. That should make Dean just as protective as they are of this child and AnnaBeth.
"Dean will come round. It's something new and he doesn't do 'new' exactly well to begin with. But he knows just as we do, that she's a Winchester, and Winchesters do nothing better than to protect their own. Dean will do the same for you, because as far as we're concerned you are an Winchester. As Bobby once said to us- family don't end in blood." Sam explained to her. "Now.. let's not worry about it for the time being..." He told her, knowing that they had to stop being worried for just a little while, or they'll go stark raving mad with the worry.
Mika noticed Castiel's glare at her and she suddenly came over confused. "What the hell did I do?" she thought to herself, finding it a real surprise that Castiel would just suddenly start giving her glares for what she considered for no reason. "that Angel will never fail to confuse me" she thought one more time, before shaking off her thoughts mentally.
"Okay.. I'm not even bother asking what the hell this is all about because quite frankly, I don't wanna know. This is a rest bite moment, so I don't wanna have to be worried or concerned or confused for just like... ten minutes.." She told the boys, and when Dean agreed that they all needed a break, she smiled and nodded, just before Castiel just stomped off and passed her and finally out of the motel room. She just shook her head and walked over to Dean, but not before grabbing her food, a pair of chopsticks and a diet soda bottle.
Mika sat down in the chair that was nearby Dean and opened her little take out box and went to tuck in. "Castiel wants to be a threat to the child, you must stop him when the time comes..." the familiar voice in her head told her, she wanted to tell it to shut the hell up and ask it how it knew of this information, but she was in company of Arik and Dean. Now was not the time to start talking to a voice inside her head. Dean would go berserk if he found out this secret of hers.
Mika, half asleep, suddenly becomes wide awake in the time it took Dean to say his opening line. She slapped her spare hand against her forehead, realising that their usual antics has now and truly gone one step too far.
"Its easier that way...." she just mumbles down the line. Sure, it wasn't exactly the most understandable response she could have come up with, but right at this point she didn't know how else to reply. Dean had made her become stuck for words.
Then the hardest question came through the receiver end of the phone that she hates hearing. How many more years could she truly go on evading that question? She had no idea. But it was getting harder and harder to lie her way out of it.
"All I know about your ex girlfriend is what you've told me. She was this redheaded girl who stole your heart...then she died by a wendigo....h-h-her parents too..." she tried to kerp her answer as vague as possible but when it came to her parents, her voice began to crack.
"You found a note? You sure it was from her? Do you own anything of hers? That she cared deeply for? Like a necklace or book ? Maybe your love for each other is keeping her around you. That's why you think I remind you of her.... Dean, I don't know her....I'm sorry..." she said to him, fighting every nerve in her body to not hang up the phone.
At this point Mika was silently crying and shaking. It had to know but she was just too scared to admit the truth.
"Its easier that way...." she just mumbles down the line. Sure, it wasn't exactly the most understandable response she could have come up with, but right at this point she didn't know how else to reply. Dean had made her become stuck for words.
Then the hardest question came through the receiver end of the phone that she hates hearing. How many more years could she truly go on evading that question? She had no idea. But it was getting harder and harder to lie her way out of it.
"All I know about your ex girlfriend is what you've told me. She was this redheaded girl who stole your heart...then she died by a wendigo....h-h-her parents too..." she tried to kerp her answer as vague as possible but when it came to her parents, her voice began to crack.
"You found a note? You sure it was from her? Do you own anything of hers? That she cared deeply for? Like a necklace or book ? Maybe your love for each other is keeping her around you. That's why you think I remind you of her.... Dean, I don't know her....I'm sorry..." she said to him, fighting every nerve in her body to not hang up the phone.
At this point Mika was silently crying and shaking. It had to know but she was just too scared to admit the truth.
Ethan was taken back by the familiar voice on the end of the phone. He knew who Dean meant instantly. Who was this Dean to Kenzi? What was their relationship to one other? Hw wasn't sure he wanted to know. "I'll patch you to upstairs where she is," Ethan replied to him and patched the call through....
Mika was just helping herself to Ethan's supply of orange juice when the phone on the wall started ringing. Picking it up she answered hesitantly, "hello?"
"Kenzi its Ethan, I'm patching Dean through, he wants to speak to you." She heard Ethan explain and she instantly mentally winced. She had hiped her mysterious ghost letter would take him on another path.... so much for that.
With a simple click, she heard the call divert to Dean. "What do you want Dean?" She asked.
Mika was just helping herself to Ethan's supply of orange juice when the phone on the wall started ringing. Picking it up she answered hesitantly, "hello?"
"Kenzi its Ethan, I'm patching Dean through, he wants to speak to you." She heard Ethan explain and she instantly mentally winced. She had hiped her mysterious ghost letter would take him on another path.... so much for that.
With a simple click, she heard the call divert to Dean. "What do you want Dean?" She asked.
Ethan was taken back by the familiar voice on the end of the phone. He knew who Dean meant instantly. Who was this Dean to Kenzi? What was their relationship to one other? Hw wasn't sure he wanted to know. "I'll patch you to upstairs where she is," Ethan replied to him and patched the call through....
Mika was just helping herself to Ethan's supply of orange juice when the phone on the wall started ringing. Picking it up she answered hesitantly, "hello?"
"Kenzi its Ethan, I'm patching Dean through, he wants to speak to you." She heard Ethan explain and she instantly mentally winced. She had hiped her mysterious ghost letter would take him on another path.... so much for that.
With a simple click, she heard the call divert to Dean. "What do you want Dean?" She asked.
Mika was just helping herself to Ethan's supply of orange juice when the phone on the wall started ringing. Picking it up she answered hesitantly, "hello?"
"Kenzi its Ethan, I'm patching Dean through, he wants to speak to you." She heard Ethan explain and she instantly mentally winced. She had hiped her mysterious ghost letter would take him on another path.... so much for that.
With a simple click, she heard the call divert to Dean. "What do you want Dean?" She asked.
Ethan had already opened the tattoo shop as the time read 10:00am and his first client was due in any minute now. When the shop phone rang he was half expecting it to be either an cancellation or a bew booking. Walking over from his work station, he picked up the phone "drake tattoo. Ethan here," he answered it not expecting the caller to be Dean.
Mika, due to her very late arrival back at the apartment above the shop, was still in bed only just stirring awake. Like most of her nights, they were restless and fuelled with night terrors and cold sweats. Ethan dealt with her so well but she felt guilty for bringing her messed up life and situation into his own world of normality.
She still felt bad for walking out on Dean last night, but every bone in her body was stopping her from just coming clean to him. Her head was ruling her heart. Yet she still hoped for the day that Dean would figure out her truth. Sighing, she got out of bed, wrapping a bedsheet around herself and headed to the kitchen, where she made herself breakfast. After all, she wasn't expecting Dean to call after her.....
Mika, due to her very late arrival back at the apartment above the shop, was still in bed only just stirring awake. Like most of her nights, they were restless and fuelled with night terrors and cold sweats. Ethan dealt with her so well but she felt guilty for bringing her messed up life and situation into his own world of normality.
She still felt bad for walking out on Dean last night, but every bone in her body was stopping her from just coming clean to him. Her head was ruling her heart. Yet she still hoped for the day that Dean would figure out her truth. Sighing, she got out of bed, wrapping a bedsheet around herself and headed to the kitchen, where she made herself breakfast. After all, she wasn't expecting Dean to call after her.....
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