Kirah

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

I'd like for them to have one conversation prior to interacting with the shifters i.e. dean or sam talks with karen after realizing it is the karen from the police report. I can see her getting mad at them, b/c they'd be faking FBI and she's not happy with police right now. So she storms off, her and Lucille decide they are going to distract the shifters at that point. The guy comes into the room to look at the pipes, Lucille is not there, he and the female shifter take Karen. Lucille is looking up the information, because the female shifter wasn't in the office, sees that it's the same room, runs to tell Karen, Karen's missing. She decides to tell the guys, but sees shifter!dean or shifter!sam coming out of the office area, confronts him.....and then....i don't know....that's my idea so far.

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

"Well, the lack of a body means that the body is either being consumed or well hidden. Just going off of monsters that consume that's a long list. Ghouls, Rugaru, shifters, and Crocotta are the first ones that come to mind." Dean sighed. "I don't know, maybe I'll look and see if I can speak with this Karen Winter, she was friends with the last vic. She has been very adamant with the cops that they keep looking for her friend. Maybe she knows something that she hasn't told the cops."

"That's a good idea." Karen grinned and then glanced at the bed sheets with a frown. "I don't want to know. I think I'll sleep on top of them." She sat down on the bed facing Lucille. "I'll wait to do the distraction in like half an hour." She habitually looked at the clock. "Right now I need to shoot something, get into the zone of putting on a show." She pulled out her handheld video game device.

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"I think the men are. That car brings something to mind, but I thought that they were dead." She thought back to the strange killing spree a pair of humans had gone on recently. In a car just like that one, maybe she was wrong. "The girls though." She grinned and let her tongue caress her lips. "They look delicious." Her instincts agreed that something was odd about them. The dark haired woman who had checked them in seemed upset and determined, but she had smelt a hint of fear in her. "The dark haired one is scared of something." She mentioned to her "husband".

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

That was what I was thinking. Also since they have to shed the old skin...ew gross, that there too.

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

Thought, the room Karen and Lucille are in. Was the room Tessa was in. There is a secret door between the room and the office, or a back room, possibly an area that leads to underground.

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

Dean pulled the police report that they had picked up earlier that day and looked it over. "The most recent vic disappeared two weeks ago. A one Tessa Green, last seen here. According to the police report they checked this place out, but thought it was a dead end. The cops said she was here meeting someone, but in the report her friend..." He trailed off looking at the file. "Karen Winter, said Tessa wasn't seeing anyone. No one knows who she was meeting. It was in her calendar though, and when her picture came up on the news a trucker reported seeing her, with someone here." Dean closed the file. "The cops failed to notice the other vics that recently disappeared from this area, seen within the vicinity of the hotel." Dean explained leaving his own clothes in his duffel, instead he sat at the table and pulled out the faded journal. He flicked through it more by memory than by necessity.

"I'll have to use my wit sadly. Unless they are into a threesome." She shivered at the idea. "It'll be easy getting him away from the counter, but if she's as hawkish as she comes off I doubt I can get her to leave as well. I might wait until there's only one behind the counter, claim the sink's leaking or something." Karen brainstormed as she opened their room's door. She took the bed closet to the door, for Lucille's sake.

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

The older man nodded to Lucille's question. His eyes evaluating her, deciding if she was a threat or not, he decided not. The taller man returned with their own key cards. The pair of them talked for a moment in a hushed tone about staying on point, smiling back at Lucille and Karen. It was clear the two of them weren't happy with each other. The shorter of the pair was grinning at the taller. He started walking to their own room and gave a wink over to Lucille and Karen. "Ideas so far?" Dean asked as they walked. "The lack of bodies has me wondering. Maybe it eats it's victims completely."

She grabbed her own bag out of the car. She'd be thankful for the heater once they got into the hotel room, her hands were ice cold right now. "So, what kind of car is it?" Karen asked Lucille once she thought the guys were out of ear shot. Lucille would know. Karen started walking toward the room. "I'm thinking later we'll see which room Tess was in. We'll have to distract the staff, I'll do that. You sneak into the office and check the computer. Too bad they don't keep paper ledgers anymore. I have the list of the other people who went missing, you could look up their names too."

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

No worries, I'm at work so I can only be on intermittently.

Through Time and Space | Kirah and carsgovroom

The Doctor smiled knowingly at her. "Just wait." She pointed just as the last bit blocking their view was shoveled out of the way. A city made of ice sparkling in the sun was before them. There were domes on top of nearly every building with greenery pressing it's way up toward the sun. The snow lay thickly around the entire city. The City wasn't quite. People were shoveling snow. Carts were driving through the streets collecting ice and snow from the people. In the center of the city was a castle.


The Doctor was beaming up at the city, that was less than a quarter of a mile away from them. The temperature was freezing, below freezing, obviously since they were standing in snow deeper than then they were tall. "Hope it doesn't snow again." The Doctor frowned at the buried TARDIS. "We shan't be long though. During the snow storms the people have tunnels underground that go between the major parts of the city." The Doctor explained, pulling her coat tighter around herself.

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

You mean Karen looks sassy. Tessa is their missing friend. She is sassy. I'm basing her off of Wendy Watson from The Middleman.

The Monsters under my bed are real (Supernatural RP)

Karen was scared, and pissed, probably more pissed than scared. Tess was missing, and she knew that something other than human had taken her. The cops of course were being stupidly useless. Lucille, was currently sitting in the car, while Karen went to check into this stupid hotel that was the last place Tess was seen. The cops had called it a dead end, but Karen didn't believe them, neither did Lucille. There had been four missing cases in the last year that the person had been last seen near this hotel. This crappy hotel that was too far from town to be considered part of their hometown, but too close to be a worthwhile stopping point if you were tired. You might as well just head the rest of the way into town.

Why had Tess been at this hotel anyway? Karen wondered to herself as she entered the office. There was a married couple running the place, that was a surprise for Karen. She had expected a sleazy looking guy, maybe like the guy who was in Identity. She was also surprised to see the attractive looking man at the check-in counter. He was wearing a suit, one that wasn't tailored, and was booking a room for two. Damn, she thought to herself. He moved past her and out to the lot, where a nice black car was, another attractive guy in a suit closed the trunk to the car. Classic, had to be. Lucille would probably strike up a conversation with them, even if was just about the car.

"Can I help you?" The guy behind the counter asked.

"Yeah, I need a room. Two beds please." He nodded and typed at his computer for a few seconds. He asked a few questions, which Karen answered easily, before handing her two electronic swipe keys. "Thank you." She smiled at the guy and his wife before heading back outside. "We've got a room, room 112." Karen held up the plastic key cards, passing one to Lucille in the car.