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26 days until I go on vacation and I can't wait! Get me on the plane already lol!
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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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And with that I'm gonna attempt to get some sleep..... my neighbours downstairs are being worse than Abaddon or Rowena right now XD
Sam walked in closing the door behind him holding up the carrier Mika just gave him. "She brought supplies for you. She said there's stuff in there for your pains, to help you sleep and what not." He replied to her, walking over and placing the carrier on the bed beside her. "Though, she did seem very... what's the word? Distant?" He added. "I'm sure she's fine though, she's probably just deep in thought or something, you know how she is." Sam finalised, sitting down beside AnnaBeth again.
He rummaged through the bag pulling out all kinds of pregnancy medication for her. "I'll never understand all of this" He chimed, before chuckling.
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Mika smiled seeing Dean finally showing he's glad to see her around. Placing the carrier bag down by her feet, she ruffled her fingers through his hair. "I picked up pain killers whilst I was out" She told him, before he quickly took the pie and perking up again. It actually made her smile at how excited something as simple as pie could make him.
"Already got your heart, i just know how to make you happy" She chuckled, shooting him a wink. Her smile soon vanished though when Arik chimed in about Castiel's disappearance and hijacked one of the beds. "Great... Cas on one of his righteous selfish rampages again.... just what we need." Mika complained, rolling her eyes before sighing and sitting down at the small table, rummaging through her bag and opening her bottle soda, taking a swig. "So not the same... but it'll do" She muttered to herself.
He rummaged through the bag pulling out all kinds of pregnancy medication for her. "I'll never understand all of this" He chimed, before chuckling.
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Mika smiled seeing Dean finally showing he's glad to see her around. Placing the carrier bag down by her feet, she ruffled her fingers through his hair. "I picked up pain killers whilst I was out" She told him, before he quickly took the pie and perking up again. It actually made her smile at how excited something as simple as pie could make him.
"Already got your heart, i just know how to make you happy" She chuckled, shooting him a wink. Her smile soon vanished though when Arik chimed in about Castiel's disappearance and hijacked one of the beds. "Great... Cas on one of his righteous selfish rampages again.... just what we need." Mika complained, rolling her eyes before sighing and sitting down at the small table, rummaging through her bag and opening her bottle soda, taking a swig. "So not the same... but it'll do" She muttered to herself.
XD!
Aaaaaand i'm back in the game!
Sam looked up at AnnaBeth as she suggested a possible name for their baby girl to be. He was still getting his head round how AnnaBeth could know what sex the child is already, when they've never been to a scan or done any of the normal things expecting parents do. Not that they could anyway, it would be highly awkward trying to explain everything if, no, when something not so natural showed up on the scan. When however, the baby moved in anguish at the name suggestion he couldn't help but smirk and chuckle. "No, I don't think she does..." He smiled.
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Mika had decided to get some supplies soon after they reached the motel, as she could just tell Castiel was going to go on one of his all holy righteous rants about how the baby was an abomination the moment they got inside. She wasn't in the mood to hear another one of those form him. She found them repetitive and boring - kind of like when Bobby would rant to her about her driving or leaving stuff around the house or not calling in with him for days on end. Come to think of it, her uncle moaned a lot to her. Shaking the comparison thoughts from her head, she packed the supplies from the nearby walmart into carrier bags and headed back to the motel.
When she got back, she knocked on AnnaBeth's door first to leave with them, bits and pieces that would be good for AnnaBeth to take whilst pregnant. Sam answered the door and she handed the carrier bag out. "For AB... these supplies will help with her sleeping, pains and general well being, you're welcome" Mika told him with a smile, before walking away to hers and Dean's room before Sam could even say a simple thank you. She grabbed her key out of her jeans pocket and opened the door to find Arik in the room instead of Castiel. "O...kay, where did Cas go?" She questioned, handing Dean a take out pie.
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Mika had decided to get some supplies soon after they reached the motel, as she could just tell Castiel was going to go on one of his all holy righteous rants about how the baby was an abomination the moment they got inside. She wasn't in the mood to hear another one of those form him. She found them repetitive and boring - kind of like when Bobby would rant to her about her driving or leaving stuff around the house or not calling in with him for days on end. Come to think of it, her uncle moaned a lot to her. Shaking the comparison thoughts from her head, she packed the supplies from the nearby walmart into carrier bags and headed back to the motel.
When she got back, she knocked on AnnaBeth's door first to leave with them, bits and pieces that would be good for AnnaBeth to take whilst pregnant. Sam answered the door and she handed the carrier bag out. "For AB... these supplies will help with her sleeping, pains and general well being, you're welcome" Mika told him with a smile, before walking away to hers and Dean's room before Sam could even say a simple thank you. She grabbed her key out of her jeans pocket and opened the door to find Arik in the room instead of Castiel. "O...kay, where did Cas go?" She questioned, handing Dean a take out pie.
**Character:** Mika Chambers
Age: 28
Species: Human/Hunter
With: Winchesters
**Relation to characters**: An old "school" time girlfriend of Dean's. She is also a niece of Bobby's but only Bobby and Mika know about her relation to him. For some reason not known they kept it a secret from everyone- even the entire Winchester family. But now Dean knows who she is....
**Bio**: Got brought up to be a hunter by Bobby after her entire family was murdered by a Wendigo when she was 17 years old. She barely got away from the attack, with her back being left with a scar that runs down her spine. When this happened, she had lost contact with Dean and Sam. Only Bobby stayed in contact with her and secretly brought her up. She didn't want Dean to find out that she was in the same business as himself, due to knowing Dean would flip over it, though over the years it proved very difficult to keep the pretence and it caused a lot of angst between the two of them, until the day Sam caught her off guard and figured it all out, calling over Dean.
Mika is a tough hunter and hunting is all she knows. She's very clearly at Dean and Bobby's level. Bobby taught her well. She knows how to fend for herself very well. Yet, aside from the hunting, she is still very fragile inside from the murder of her parents, yet she uses that fragility to her advantage to hunt! She still loves Dean and still fights to gain his full trust in her hunting abilities.
**Appearance**:
Long black hair (down to just above her waist) and has now streaked magenta pink highlights through it. She wears skin tight ripped black jeans with knee high DM boots over the top. She is usually seen in a pleather waist coat or pleather biker jacket with a vintage motley crue tee underneath. Sometimes she wears just her vests without anything underneath, which isn't practical for hunting in, but she's vain. She also has a full back tattoo to cover the scars from the Wendigo attack. The tattoo is a burning phoenix rising from ashes-wings spred wide. She also has a leg tattoo, again of fire and a winged person rising up form the flames. This signifies herself, though she just doesn't 100% realise this yet!
Before the attack when she was 17 she had this bright red hair that she dyed (much to her father's dismay) and was very much the "girl next door" type who got bullied at school, and loved all things vintage and classic literature. After the attack, and she met Pamela, she went to the other extreme by bleaching her hair stark white and became extremely cold hearted. She wore plain colored tees and jeans.
Now with her black and pin hair, her dark brown bordering black eyes look darker and more intense, especially with her smokey eyes she's always finding time to do and dark lips which either sport a brown or dark red color. Again, she only does this for the sake of being vain and looking good when she kills. She wants monsters to remember her when she disposes of them.
**Preferred weapon:** Her hand gun .48 colt is her preferred choice of weapon but she does also enjoy the rare times she can pull out her sword, which is very rare as she usually ends up needing to use her machete. Her colt is precious to her, and she does have specially made bullets for it, so she can just change the bullet without having to change her gun. This isn't to say though, that she'll use any weapon she can get her hands on! She's known to steal the odd weapon or two - i.e an Angel blade.
She also owns her own 1966 impala but since becoming part of the Winchester's team, it tends to get left at Singer's Auto just lately. She adores her car to pieces and wishes she could bring it out more, but it's easier to ride shotgun in Dean's 1967. So when she does get to drive her own Baby she's very happy about it. Her car was a gift from Bobby when she started hunting, and thus means a great deal to her - she got an impala because of Dean's 1967, but of course at the time she would deny that greatly. In fact, she still will!
oh hey! We're always looking for new people! Sorry for the extremely slow reply by myself and AnnaBeth, we've been rather busy with one or another. I'll talk with her to check that she still wants to continue this- which i'm sure she does
Mika felt like she was waiting on the line for an incruitiatingly long time for a reply from Dean, until eventually she heard a mumbled response. Though she wasn't wanting the response she reveived. Though, when did she ever get the answer she wanted just lately?
"Team? Are you off your head Winchester? No way would we make a good team." She began to say, "sure I get into problematic scenarios, but so do you...Dean?" She continued to say when she overheard him getting cut off and an argument starting up.
She recognised the other voice, it was John. The only person who could put fear into her just as easily as he used to make her feel like a Winchester in her teenage life. She wanted to continue calling out to Dean, but at the same time she knew it was pointless. Instead she hesitated between the options of listening to the argument which was now muffled, or hang up the phone and let Dean decide if he wants to call back or not.
Either way, she knew she couldn't stay in this town for too much longer for fear of getting hunted down by John Winchester.
Pulling her cell phone away from her ear, she let her thumb hover over the "end call" button. "Damn it Dean...." she mumbled realising what a grip he truly has on her.
"Kenzi?" She heard as she spun round to see Ethan standing behind her. She just put one finger up to signal 'gimme a minute' before looking back at her phone and with a heavy heart said "call back if you want" down the speaker becore hanging up.
"Okay, whats up?" She turned her attention to Ethan.
"Team? Are you off your head Winchester? No way would we make a good team." She began to say, "sure I get into problematic scenarios, but so do you...Dean?" She continued to say when she overheard him getting cut off and an argument starting up.
She recognised the other voice, it was John. The only person who could put fear into her just as easily as he used to make her feel like a Winchester in her teenage life. She wanted to continue calling out to Dean, but at the same time she knew it was pointless. Instead she hesitated between the options of listening to the argument which was now muffled, or hang up the phone and let Dean decide if he wants to call back or not.
Either way, she knew she couldn't stay in this town for too much longer for fear of getting hunted down by John Winchester.
Pulling her cell phone away from her ear, she let her thumb hover over the "end call" button. "Damn it Dean...." she mumbled realising what a grip he truly has on her.
"Kenzi?" She heard as she spun round to see Ethan standing behind her. She just put one finger up to signal 'gimme a minute' before looking back at her phone and with a heavy heart said "call back if you want" down the speaker becore hanging up.
"Okay, whats up?" She turned her attention to Ethan.
Madison glanced over when she saw Riley climb into the truck's backseat next to her, a small smile appearing on her lips as it happened. She was honestly glad she wasn't completely unapproachable in Riley's eyes, that she wouldn't even wanna sit next to her in here. She then turned her head back to facing out the window, and that's where her head stayed for the entire journey to the scrapyard.
The journey was noisy as per always, but Madison had learned to just zone out during these times, and only really chip in when she felt it was deemed necessary. Which wasn't regularly. She knew however, that the moment they got to the scrapyard her boisterous attitude and relative body language would appear and people would get a whole new side of her to experience or be reunited with.
At the scrapyard, she was one of the last ones to get out of Corey's truck and she was walked with Riley and the others inside, where the night's events were indeed well begun. Looking around at everyone getting drunk, starting fights, clashing with the northern side kids in general, she couldn't help but smirk. This was indeed going to be hell of a night and initiation for Riley.
Madison glanced down at Riley looking around and she noticed how she ruffled her fingers through Magnus' fur. She was anxious, and very anxious at that. She noticed how close she was to Corey, and to be honest, Madison really couldn't blame her for being like this. Everyone's first scrapyard party night was intimidating. "Time for the fun," She remarked, to anyone who cared to listen.
She looked up at Corey after Riley asked where they ought to go first, as she really didn't have a clue and as he suggested the fight, Madison went up onto the balls of her feet to try and see where exactly this fight was, as there so many people around, she couldn't see that much at all. Then came the call "Corey!" "I think Howard's in trouble!". Madison rolled her eyes, but as she did so, she was smirking at the news. "And this is new?" She asked with a cocked eyebrow. She followed everyone to where Howard was, and let Corey take control of the situation, as she stood back and watched the whole thing unravel.
When Corey called Howard's stepfather a fat fuck, she couldn't help but choke on her own breath as she stifled to keep herself from bursting out into manic case of laughter. The dude deserved every taunt Corey gave him, it was true, but sometimes she really did find herself wanting to laugh at the most inconvenient of times. She quickly covered her mouth and turned away, so her back was facing the whole scenario, so she could silently laugh without being called out for it.
It was then she found the giant cooler with alcohol inside. "Aaaaand I'm gone," She said, patting Riley on the shoulder. "If anyone wonders, I'm by the beer." She told her before walking off and away from the fight. She had seen enough fights with Corey to know how this would end, and she needed alcohol in her system first. Walking over, she got to her chosen destination, where she dunked her hand into the giant home made cooler and pulled out a can of beer, to which she opened with one hand and took a swig from. Closing her eyes, she savoured every moment as the liquid flowed down her throat.
"Hey girlfriend!" She hears from behind her and turning around she sees one of her old hooker friends. "Starla? Dayum girl it's been a while!" Madison smiled welcoming her over to her. "No shit, I hear you're out and not Icy anymore, why you leave us?" Starla asked her, and Madison fidgeted on her feet and looked down trying to find the words. "I just had to get out ya know? I found a new family- friends. I don't need to feed my waste of space father anymore... I want more than standing on the streets." She openly told her friend. Starla was one of her closest friends when on "duty", and the one girl she would go to if she had a bad night because of some douchebag client.
"I'll tell ya, I'm jealous, but things just ain't the same without you." Starla admitted to her, and Madison just didn't know how to take that. She hoped it wasn't a lure to get her to go back to being Icy.
The journey was noisy as per always, but Madison had learned to just zone out during these times, and only really chip in when she felt it was deemed necessary. Which wasn't regularly. She knew however, that the moment they got to the scrapyard her boisterous attitude and relative body language would appear and people would get a whole new side of her to experience or be reunited with.
At the scrapyard, she was one of the last ones to get out of Corey's truck and she was walked with Riley and the others inside, where the night's events were indeed well begun. Looking around at everyone getting drunk, starting fights, clashing with the northern side kids in general, she couldn't help but smirk. This was indeed going to be hell of a night and initiation for Riley.
Madison glanced down at Riley looking around and she noticed how she ruffled her fingers through Magnus' fur. She was anxious, and very anxious at that. She noticed how close she was to Corey, and to be honest, Madison really couldn't blame her for being like this. Everyone's first scrapyard party night was intimidating. "Time for the fun," She remarked, to anyone who cared to listen.
She looked up at Corey after Riley asked where they ought to go first, as she really didn't have a clue and as he suggested the fight, Madison went up onto the balls of her feet to try and see where exactly this fight was, as there so many people around, she couldn't see that much at all. Then came the call "Corey!" "I think Howard's in trouble!". Madison rolled her eyes, but as she did so, she was smirking at the news. "And this is new?" She asked with a cocked eyebrow. She followed everyone to where Howard was, and let Corey take control of the situation, as she stood back and watched the whole thing unravel.
When Corey called Howard's stepfather a fat fuck, she couldn't help but choke on her own breath as she stifled to keep herself from bursting out into manic case of laughter. The dude deserved every taunt Corey gave him, it was true, but sometimes she really did find herself wanting to laugh at the most inconvenient of times. She quickly covered her mouth and turned away, so her back was facing the whole scenario, so she could silently laugh without being called out for it.
It was then she found the giant cooler with alcohol inside. "Aaaaand I'm gone," She said, patting Riley on the shoulder. "If anyone wonders, I'm by the beer." She told her before walking off and away from the fight. She had seen enough fights with Corey to know how this would end, and she needed alcohol in her system first. Walking over, she got to her chosen destination, where she dunked her hand into the giant home made cooler and pulled out a can of beer, to which she opened with one hand and took a swig from. Closing her eyes, she savoured every moment as the liquid flowed down her throat.
"Hey girlfriend!" She hears from behind her and turning around she sees one of her old hooker friends. "Starla? Dayum girl it's been a while!" Madison smiled welcoming her over to her. "No shit, I hear you're out and not Icy anymore, why you leave us?" Starla asked her, and Madison fidgeted on her feet and looked down trying to find the words. "I just had to get out ya know? I found a new family- friends. I don't need to feed my waste of space father anymore... I want more than standing on the streets." She openly told her friend. Starla was one of her closest friends when on "duty", and the one girl she would go to if she had a bad night because of some douchebag client.
"I'll tell ya, I'm jealous, but things just ain't the same without you." Starla admitted to her, and Madison just didn't know how to take that. She hoped it wasn't a lure to get her to go back to being Icy.
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