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@Wolvena Since we aren't leaving anyone behind yet (Chulance is currently playing Cas and hasn't introduced his OC and SirensCall is playing Ruby and her OC separately while speaking together), you should be able to post pretty freely. The only time it becomes an issue is when we're moving multiple pages a day, if someone isn't online.

Posts get buried. People don't want to read all of the text to figure out where people are, and it gets a little muddy. We're all pretty consistently online right now.

So, I say...confront away!

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@ActRaiserTheReturned That could work. Just remember that most of the characters, aside from Sam don't know that body is Ruby. They know Ruby, but not in her current form.

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@ActRaiserTheReturned Theoretically, she could smoke out, unless for some reason he agrees not to kill her. She should probably stick around, at least until the others get there and she pretends to be a hooker lol

But she can smoke out for now, and then come back to her body before it starts to rot....or an agreement can be made. Either one would be fine for the story. But of course, the road you take is up to you.

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Good afternoon family!

Things aren't moving too fast, are they? We're so close to getting everyone in the same room. It's honestly pretty exciting lol

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AnnaBeth and Cason

Annabeth’s eyes were the size of saucers, staring at Cason. She didn’t understand why he couldn’t move. But he seemed to know why, and was extremely angry. Her fear and shock turned into nervous tears as Natalia snapped at her. Her body flinched before she narrowed her teary eyes, causing a tear to fall, “A what? Demon?! Demons are real?”

“Kitten…listen. I can explain.”, Cason calmly muttered, holding a hand out in front of both women, mostly to try and keep Natalia for throwing anything at him…or as the Winchesters seemed to be keen to do, stab him, “Stay back!”

Annabeth positioned herself almost behind Natalia as Cason spoke, terrified of the man she had been dating for the past two years.

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Dean Winchester

Dean took the water from Mika, cracking it open and nearly drinking the entire bottle in one long gulp. Sighing in relief, he placed a hand over his eyes, “He must have made a deal. Whatever dug me up or rode me out…it’s nothing good.”

He glanced up at Mika, taking in all of her features. Good terms…bad terms. He was good to see her, “I’m glad to be back. But, don’t get too excited. Look at this.”

He then unbuttoned his sleeve, and pulled his arm from his shirt, showing Bobby and Mika the handprint left on his upper arm. This caused Bobby to stand from his chair, his eyes wide, “What the hell?”

“Exactly. What do you think we’re looking at here?”

Bobby brushed his fingers across the scared tissue, and shook his head, “I have no idea. That seems like a good question for Sam.”

“Wait…Nat’s not with Sam? Do we know where she is?”, Dean asked, glancing from Mika to Bobby. Bobby simply shook his head, “Great. Two needles in two different piles of needles. I’ll activate Sam’s GPS.”

Dean sat down behind Bobby’s desk carefully, his body still sore from the walking. He noticed all the empty bottles lying around and raised an eyebrow, “Hey guys? What’s up with the liquor store?”

When Bobby didn’t answer him, he shifted his gaze to Mika.

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I guess should let newer players know, since most of the older players know: FuriePhoenix is not in the US. So her timing to post is usually much earlier than the rest of us.

So at the end of the day, if you’re waiting on a post from her, check back first thing in the morning/early afternoon. It’s around a 6 hour time difference to central time.

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@SirensCall It's pretty much the same for me. It's been so long since I've found a good group of people to RP with. I've missed it so much.

@FuriePhoenix I thought so. I'm just trying to think of how I want them to meet. I'm almost thinking of her busting out of her room and telling them to keep their voices down because people are trying to sleep.
Or I can have her hear the name, Winchester as she walks down the hall to her room. I'm not really sure.

@Wolvena

Considering a Hunter is about to find out a demon is looking for Sam Winchester, I’m sure things are about to get loud in Natalias room. Lol

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yeah, i just dont want wolvena to think we're passing by Esme at all. But i'm also aware she's checked in to the hotel to sleep lol!

@FuriePhoenix

Same. The reason I had kept moving is because she mentioned a nap lol and I know when I nap, I nap.

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@wolvena For Esme, feel free to have her interact with Natalia in some way as she's at the same hotel by the way.

@FuriePhoenix

I second this. Maybe they can meet up during this confrontation or directly after. Either she can wake up as they are leaving for Bobby’s/Sam’s or she can go in and find them.

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AnnaBeth and Cason

“They, um…they didn’t explain much. The voices. They just said names, and your address. They knew you, or at least your connection with these men. Who is Bobby Singer?”, Annabeth asked, stepping inside the room and looking around. She believed that the people she was looking for were not here, but who was this woman? Just as she started to ask how the woman knew Sam and Dean Winchester, Cason groaned.

“Son of a bitch…”, he whispered, standing on a small rug in front of the door. He pushed forward with his body, attempting to take a step, but realized he was trapped, “I knew it. I told you we should have left!”

Annabeth narrowed her eyes, confused, “Cason. Come sit down.”

“I can’t…”, he muttered through clenched teeth, sneering at Natalia. Annabeth had no idea he was a demon, but that goose was probably cooked now.

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Dean Winchester

“He what? And you let him go?!”, he almost yelled at the two of them, before holding a hand over his sore throat. He had screamed for hours in that box. His throat was destroyed from the stress.

“What choice did I have? He was dead set on it. He left not too long after we buried you.”, Bobby retorted, unpacking the weapons he had stashed away in his pants, onto the wooden desk in front of him.

“Why did you bury me, anyway?”

“Sam said you’d need a body to come back to when he got you home, somehow. That’s all he said.”, Bobby muttered, his face somber.

“Great. Just great. And now here I am…”, Dean ran a hand down his face, sitting on the couch by the window, “Whatever this is…it’s some bad mojo. You should have seen the gravesite. Guys, it looked like a nuke went off. And the force I felt…”