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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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Finally replied guys, sorry for the long wait on my side.

@ActRaiserTheReturned I personally didn't have Nat reply because of everything going on and as she is a winchester, like you say they don't trust witches. Not only that Cason did briefly, but if no one else does soon I will have Nat bring it up after Esme gets to stitching Annabeth up.
SAM AND NATALIA

Natalia listened to what Benjamin and Cason both said. Was Samael seriously an Angel!? They actually existed!? To say that Natalia's mind was blown was a bit of an understand, demons and everything else that went bump into the night she could have believed but Angels? It seemed utterly crazy to her for some unknown reason, despite it really being an obvious thing if demons existed. There couldn't be one without the other and it was said that Lucifer himself was a fallen Angel after all. But now they had faced one for themselves it just seemed so mindboggling to her. "Well bugger me sideways..." she muttered, running a hand through her hair before refocusing her eyes on what was happening with Annabeth and Sam. She watched as Sam tried to talk with Annabeth and when she revealed she had no eyes in her eye sockets she couldn't help but gasp and cover her mouth whilst going wide eyed. "What the hell?" she breathed in a whisper, wondering how they were going to get passed this. It broke her heart seeing Sam in such a state.

Sam let her take his wrist, gritting his teeth slightly as he felt the heat coming from her skin, but it still wasn't enough to make him shrug her off of him in a quick motion. He let her keep a hold of him, seeing how much fear and worry she was in as tears flooded down his cheeks seeing the injuries she was in. He didn't even care that Cason came over and tried to help her by moving her toward and away from himself. "It's okay Annabeth, I'm here, I'm not going anywhere" he tried to reassure her but he wasn't even sure he was even reassuring himself at this stage. He watched on as Cason tried to think of a way of helping her, but just making her more in pain. At the suggestion of taking her to the hospital he vigorously shook his head, "No...we can't, it's not like we can say an Angel did this to her is it?" he replied back to him. He was about to add that he was perfectly capable of stitching her up, but his emotions were far too out of whack to do it coherently. When Esme walked up to them all and said she could do it he actually sighed with relief.

"Thank you Esme" he told her, patting Annabeth's hand and gently let go of her so he could make room for Esme to come and do her job sufficently. He stepped back away frm the bed, naturally drifting toward his sister who instantly wrapped her arms round him and rubbed his back. She didn't say a word, just tried to be there for him silently.
As Dean did what he did to show off and be an utter goofball after realising she was even there she couldn't help but shake her head and snigger. "Well your mind usually isn't thats for sure" she smirked back at him, letting him walk over to her. SHe let him twirl a piece of her hair round his finger, just figuring he was thinking along the same lines as her, wanting to really acknowledge that the white hair was about to go.

As his hand went to her cheek, she couldn't stop herself leaning her head slightly into his touch as he spoke, "I appreciate that but I have to do it" she told him, lifting one hand up and wrapping it over his own hand. "I've been Kenzi for far too long and if I don't let go of her now, I never will and she'll have a hold over me always" she told him back before letting go of his hand and grabbing the boxes. It was now or never in her eyes and once she had made up her mind on something, she didn't down from it. In that regard she was glad of her stubbornness.

Opening both boxes, she focused on the black dye first, taking out each componement and mixing them in the supplied bowl. Once it was mixed, she sectioned off parts she wanted to be pink, looking around for something to keep them out the way. "You wanna help a gal out>" she asked with a smile.
THe idea that this thing that got to Serena and hurt hurt not only her but John as well just because of her made her sick to her stomach. It felt like no matter what she did, she was putting them in danger at every turn. As thankful as she was for Serena not being possessable, she didn't like that she still got hurt and it was making a serious effect on her. "Trish was there anything else in your dream that you saw about it?" she asked her cautiously, sitting upright and patting the couch beside her so Trish could sit down if she wanted to.

Chas sighed not liking when a demon or spirit manages to do this kind of injury to someone. He and John had seen this kind of thing before and most of the time it didn't end well in the slightest. Very few people survived such an attack and if they did, they were left with lasting affects, but then there were very rare ones that survived with no side effects. He just hoped Serena would be the very latter option of those scenarios.

Josh saw her sway in the seat more and wondered what he could do to help, "Is there a way to find out what kind did this to her? Is there a way to heal her? Can she..." he asked, then gestured at Kay before looking back at John and Chas, "heal her? She seemed to have healed you" he said to John.
Mika had to do a bit of scrubbing to get the grease off but she managed it eventually. She looked in the mirror that was next to the cabinet and decided she would take some time to truly stare at her alter ego whilst she still could. It was a big moment for her and just like last time she bleached her hair and kept adding toner until it went white, it was a moment that she had to take a moment for herself to acknowledge what she was doing. For anyone else changing their hair would be just that, they fancied a change and just dye it without a second thought. For her it was always done when she was moving forward in her life, when she felt was growing as a person, changing...smirking slightly to herself as she shook the thought from her mind for a moment. 'wow Mika, could you seriously sound anymore cliche movie character development right now?' she thought to herself before she found herself dropping her smirk once more.

Lookin at the reflection staring back at her she felt like if it was possible it would backchat her, try and talk her out of getting rid of Kenzi in her life. Try and convince her that being Kenzi is the right direction to do in her life, but it wasn't. It was far from the right thing. If she was truly honest eith herself she couldn't wait to see the back of Kenzi and everything she stood for. Even if she did keep her safe all this time.

When she heard Dean finish in the shower, she exhaled the deep breath she didn't even realise she was holding, turned round and smiled at the sight in front of her. "we'll hi there sailor" she teased with a smirk. "someone looks cleaner finally" she added, keeping her tone light and fun.
When Mika said the big four letter word to him, she mentally wanted to hit herself and question why now of all times, she blurted it out. Yet when he smiled from the staircase and said 'I know' with the wink, she smiled back and thought that maybe, just maybe, she didn't bugger it up by telling him that after all. She let him continue going upstairs as she grabbed the last couple of bits and put them away in either the fridge or cupboard depending on the items and leaned against the worktop for a moment to digest that she did very well tell him how she felt.

Sure it was always there in some form or another, but she had never told him it on that calibre before. She wanted to before they got separated, but she was still young and really didn't know what it meant to say those three words, so she always kept it to herself. But after everything they had gone through together the last few years, she realised that ues, she did love him. Truly love him. Snapping out of her thoughts she grabbed her dyes and headed upstairs, noticing Bobby in the other room on the way up. She heard Dean walking around upstairs figuring he had made it to her bathroom.

Instead of instantly going into the bathroom like she originally planned to tow Ash the grease off her nose, she walked into her room and pulled out an old tatty t-shirt with little holes in it sporadically and an old pair of athletic leggings to change into so she didn't risk getting dye on her good clothes. She pulled off her jacket and threw it on the bed before pulling her ribbed top off and changing into the old one then continued in doing the same with her boots and jeans into the leggings, then she walked into the bathroom after he was well and truly in it, placed the boxes of dye ontop of the cabinet above the sink so she could finally get the grease off of her face.

Grabbing an flannel she always kept to one side for such stains, she turned the tap on, wet it and pumped some of her more hevy duty soap onto it, then continuing to scrub her face after seeing the mess he left on her face. It was probably one of the few times she didn't even say anything to him, as she focused on doing what she was and so he could do the same, even if it was difficult to not strip down and join him.
Even though he was dirty from car grease, Mika kissed him back before smiling softly at him saying he wanted to be a part of the whole process which meant just as much to her as him telling her he was proud of her. "and you can be" she replied to him.

She kissed him back again but when he rubbed his dirty nose on hers she wrinkled her face up knowing that could only transfer the dirt onto her. Yet seeing him notice what he had done and burst into full blown genuine laughter at his mistake was worth it in her eyes. She was glad that he tried to clean it up but just kept making it worse, so she playfully swatted his hand away from her face.

"I'm gonna do my damnest to get this grease off my face thanks to you at the sink, and I'll meet you upstairs? I can put the last couple of bits away too" she told him as she watched him put his pie in the fridge. As tempting as it was to join him in the shower, she needed to behave herself and she was certain the dye needed going on dry hair as well. "and Dean? I love you" she smiled.
Chas and Kay both listened to Trish as she spoke about the incident at the warehouse, both completely flabbergasted about how such a young girl would know such a thing. Hearing that whatever was in the warehouse with them went through Serena made Kay want to sit up a bit, as she rubbed her temples with her fingertips, a muzzy head brewing rapidly in her head. She noticed how Serena was reacting and instantly got the feeling that Serena wasn't going to tell them and she was about to ask her if she planned on telling them, when Serena did actually explain.

Chas looked back at John and shook his head, "not that I ever noticed mate. What do you think it was?" he asked, seeing Josh bring Serena into the main room and sat her on the other chair instead of taking her to the study upstairs. The chair was closer and the girl clearly couldn't remain standing for much longer. He didn't know what to do for her as shock was starting to set in, running one hand through his already messy hair, making it more tousled.

"and why would it go for John?" Kay questioned.
Kay nodded at his words and as Chas mentioned about the bond sigil, she couldn't help but look down at her own wrists, wondering which one it was that got the bond and why. She seemed to vaguely remember about Fee saying something about how she was meant to united with John but she didn't think too much of the wording at the time. "stay with me?" she asked.

Chas looked up as Trish suddenly appeared again and mentioned about the accident Serena and John were in yesterday before looking at John, "I didn't say anything about that. None of us have spoken a word about it" he told him, just as confused as to how Trish could know such a detail about their lives.

Josh looked at his surprised, "Trish, how do you know what happened to them?" he asked his sister, as he started to ask himself how many more surprising things were gonna be thrown onto him.
Chas held his hands up defensively but casually and just smiled, "I'm not saying anything" he told his mate before Kay waking rightly took his attention away from himself. Kay smiled when he heard her and took her hand. "I'm okay..just feel groggy. But I'll be okay" she said to him, "I'm sorry if I scared you in any way" she added. "I just wanted to help you and my power just took over me, I couldn't pull away" she explained.

"John, that other thing we need to discuss..when Kay passed out beside you, it formed a bond sigil round both your wrists, it glowed then disappeared under your skin, but...I thought you should both know" Chas hesitantly spoke up, guessing he very well may have just ruined whatever moment it was between them both.

Josh sighed, already getting an idea of what her personality was like but he felt like because he hadnt known her for nearly long enough, he had no right to tell her to go to bed and he won't take no for an answer. "Fine...where's the study?" he asked her in response, keeping a hold on her the whole time, sensing it wouldn't be long before she possibly passed out.
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