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Post by andarial on Jul 16, 2010 20:48:30 GMT -5
She crinkled her nose as she stepped through the door. Her sensitive nostrils were assaulted by the scent of smoke and alcohol, maybe even a little vomit. She relaxed her face though and put a nonchalant mask on. Andee rarely came into bars, she preferred clubs at least it didn't smell as bad there. But this was the place to get a job by word of mouth if you couldn't find one in the papers. This was also a great place to play some pool and few clubs had pool tables anymore. Why did that matter? Pool was how Andee made her money. She was quite good at it too.
She watched a man out of the corner of her eye as he racked the balls. HE was looking around for someone to take him up on an offer of a game. She grinned and sauntered up to him. She brushed her fingertips across his arm as she reached him and walked past to pick up a pool cue. Weighing it in her hand she nodded at him and winked. Her body was held tall and she radiated sensuality. HE gave her this look that said "are you kidding?" But he shrugged and took the first shot.
As they moved through the game Andee did her usual, she was absolutely horrible in the beginning and slowly she did better and better. Banking shots, skipping them off each other, knocking two in at once. It was ridiculous and soon he was on the ropes. Her mind calculated the odds and she knew she would win. Soon she came to the last shot and hit it sweetly and perfectly into the left corner pocket. A smirk curved her lips as she took his money from the table and began to walk away.
"Hold it! Pool Shark!" She winced and turned, looking over her shoulder and the slightly taller man who was making his way through the crowd toward her. She wasn't afraid, the shape-shifter knew she could take him but she had no desire to.
She played the facade of someone who didn't do what he had just accused her of, "What did you call me?!" HE had the look of murder in his eyes and she felt no fear. She rarely felt fear in the face of danger. Maybe it was stupidity, but it was all Andee.
Words: 402
Muse: Great
Song: I Believe in Ghosts- Jason Aldean
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jul 17, 2010 17:40:08 GMT -5
During Andee's little tussle with the man at the pool table, an man in a dark leather jacket had walked in. Behind him a talk lanky man followed. The man in the leather jacket went straight up to the bar, not paying much attention to anything else at that moment. To him, getting a drink was ten times more important than anything else in the room at that moment. As he ordered he noted his companions presence and stepped aside to let him stand next to him. The bar tender finally came over to get the shorter mans order.
"What will it be." the tender asked.
"How about a nice coke and rum." Deab said with a slight smile. The bar tender didn't even say anything back. He had just gone to get the drink and then came back with it. After that Dean turned and leaned against the bar to veiw the room. He saw a few tv's on around the place, those didn't hold his interst much. He further looked, and saw people sitting at one poker table. That too didn't keep his attention. Dean took a few good gulps of his drink. He then looked over abruptly when he started to hear the mess going on over at the pool table. He noticed things were going to be getting out of hand soon enough. The comment of pool shark drew him in.
"Be right back Sam." he stated. If his brother had been talking to him he had completely ignored it. Dean pushed himself off of the bar to standing up right. He began to walk forward towards the pool tables, his drink still in hand. He took another sip as he walked closer. As soon as he got close enough he finally spoke out.
"Hey like you would know from experience buster?" he inquired. "Only pool shark could smell out another pool shark. So, does this mean laying of some confessions."
He could tell that the man was looking at him funny. Almost to the point of wanting to deck Dean for stepping in. However, Dean was one that knew the pool shark circut. He knew how to play the game and play it well and in this case there was a lovely lady involved. Now granted he had no clue that the girl was a shape shifter, but it was better that Dean didn't know. Otherwise he would be hunting her down next. Yet at the same time shapeshifter or not, he still didn't like the looks of the guy that was accusing her.
"Okay look if you have got a problem you can play me." he stated. "That or I can play her and see what happens. That way you can maybe try and win some money back or be proven once and for all you shouldn't be playing pool with big dogs. What do you say? Good enough of a deal? I have a nice hundred here that says that I bet I could kink your ass or her's, but most especially yours."
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Post by Sam Winchester on Jul 17, 2010 18:22:14 GMT -5
Sam had trailed behind Dean very closely. However, he hadn't said anything to Dean since they entered the bar. Mostly he had been to preoccupied into his own thoughts to noticed much. Yet he had noted when Dean had left the bar after getting his drink. His brother was up to something. Up to no good was his guess. As much as he wanted to know at the same time he didn't want to know. It was a double edged thought process. Sam had turned back to the bar to get his drink and then join his brother at the pool table.
One thing Sam wouldn't admit, was that he was a very good pool shark. Mostly it was because he had played pool with his brother for years. It was Dean that had taught him so well. However, with any great apprentice, they eventually surpass there masters. Thus Sam surpassed Dean in the pool shark area. As soon as he order his drink and got it, which was a miller in a bottle, he turned and went over to join his brother at the pool table. For now though, he was going to let his brother to all the action and talking. If he had to step in he would. For now though he was just going to watch the show. Yet he gave the woman that was there that had been accused a minor hello and a wave as he leaned up against an unoccupied pool table.
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Post by andarial on Jul 17, 2010 20:03:51 GMT -5
She growled at the man in front of her as she stared him back in the eye. Then there was suddenly someone stepping next to them. She quirked a brow and allowed her eyes to run over his body. First off deciding whether he was dangerous or not and then a second time after realizing how gorgeous he was. Her tongue brushed her lower lip, wetting it slightly, and she realized he was offering her help. A mortal, from what he smelled like, offering her help? She held back a laugh. Though she couldn't have asked for a more attractive knight in shining armor. Another man followed the first one, this one much taller and yet just as attractive. Andee could've purred, here were two absolutely beautiful men and they were both in her back pocket, well almost. She grinned back at the taller man and winked as he said what seemed like a slightly shy hello. The shorter of the new comers came to Andee's defense eagerly. A smile curved her lips, did he have any idea who or what he was defending? She wondered if the word shape-shifter would scare this human. Or if he would find a weapon and kill her. She didn't want either to happen so she didn't mention it, but just the thought of scaring him off with one little word (being able to have that power) had put a sparkle in her green eyes. But then it disappeared and she could feel a ripple of her hackles prickle underneath her skin. The imaginary fur that was just waiting to erupt at the mention of the challenge, she fought down the anger though. A chuckle fell from her lips though as she spoke, "I don't know if you know what you're getting yourself into, handsome, but I'll take you up on your offer." She was speaking more about her company than about the game. The man she had been talking to didn't seem to know what to do with himself. There were two men here willing to defend this woman he had just called a pool shark and he doubted they knew each other. One he could take but two? He fell silent and slowly nodded to say he'd take the bet, placing a hundred he drew from his back pocket down onto the table. Andee walked up to the man she was now in a pool game with, placed a chaste kiss on his cheek and whispered "for luck" in his ear. Before she too threw down a hundred and pulled out her pool cue. Words:445 Muse: Great Song: Turning Home- David Nail Ooc: I hope this is what you had in mind  |
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jul 19, 2010 2:24:42 GMT -5
"Luck, heh who the hell needs luck when one can have skill." he said with a smirk. Dean went over and pulled a pool stick off the wall. He then grabbed the chalk and rubbed it over the tip of the thing. Once he was done he put the chalk down and looked over at his compition. He knew he was going to wipe the pool table with the jerk that was there. What he didnt' know was whether he would out whoop the girl. He had a feeling that if he did, it would be out of pure luck then.
"Okay, you first." he said pointing to the guy. He really didn't like the lookes of him, thus he wanted to get rid of him quickly. Once he did that, he could take on the girl in any way possible. He looked over to his brother with an "I've got this" sort of stare to get the party started. He then went over to the table, looking at the man with a serious stare. He noted that the man scoffed at him. "Alright chuckles you rack, I'll break. Sammy grab yourself a pool stick why don't ya. And just to prove that its not a hoax. Sammy here, will play her." he stated grabbing the q ball.
He walked over to the opposite side and waited. The other man gave him a dirty look and then racked the balls up. Once that was done he stood back and waited for Dean to shoot. Dean looked over to his brother with a smart ass grin and then shot the ball at the others. They made a decent crack but nothing went in. He was not going to over play his cards yet. starting small was always best at first. He then stepped aside and let the other man go. The other man did step up and shoot but only scored one in.
Again it was Deans turn. He shot and he put two in. This continued until Dean wiped the table clean, landing the eight ball lastly into the hole. He smiled at the man who looked pissed. Before the man could leave all mad though, he wanted him to see that things with the woman were legit.
"Guess your not as good as your cracked up to be." he said to the man and then turned to look at Sam. "Sam its your turn. And your going to watch."
He looked back at the man as he said the last part. He wanted the guy to see that he himself couldn't be fooled over. But he also was trying to save the womans ass. He knew how hard it was to get money some times, and if pool sharking was a way to survive so be it.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Jul 19, 2010 3:10:39 GMT -5
Sam rolled his eyes at Deans smart ass. His brother was always like that though. It was something that he had to grow up with, and it was now something he had to deal with again. Some days he had to wonder his brothers age level and maturity. Some days he had to think that his brother was still stuck somewhere in their past. Especially their middle school to high school years. However he had grabbed a pool stick and waited patiently for his turn to come. The pool stick leaned up against him most of the time as he stood there and drank his beer.
Once Dean's smart ass game was over, he gave a small laugh about how the guy got his butt whooped by his older brother. The one thing that troubled him was that he had to go up against the girl. Going against a girl was much harder than going against a guy. For one morals were in play, two she was a girl, three it would be very hard to concentrate with looking at the girl being a main focus for most the game. However, at least he wouldn't be as bad off as Dean was. Sam had grabbed his pool stick up and chalked it, laying another hundred down for there game. Win or lose at least the boys won against the guy. But Sam knew holding back would be a very bad idea.
"Alright, I will rack to be fair and you can break." he said the girl. As he went to go rack though he whispered into Deans ear, "You so own me dude." Without looking he knew that Dean just grinned at him with a semi perverted style that only Sam could recognize. Sam then went to rack and finished quickly. He gave the girl a look that it was alright to break finally.
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Post by andarial on Jul 19, 2010 13:51:55 GMT -5
She wondered whether she should throw the game if she began to win. She frowned, she did after all want to walk away without unveiling her secret. She came to a decision. If she began to win the game she would throw her chance at winning. She raised a brow as she was passed off to the taller man, a lazy smirk curved her lips as she approached and placed the cue ball at the tip of the racked balls. Right behind the two diamonds where it was supposed to rest, she thought about scaring the boys a little (why not have some fun?).
Taking her already chalked cue in hands she slid them up and into position, resting it in between her two fingers and resting her knuckles on the felt. Her tooth caught her lower lip in a gentle bite as she concentrated. Using her inhuman strength she guided the cue with just enough force to send the balls sprawling across the table and hitting one of the stripes into the left center pocket. Seh moved to hit another ball that was a stripe and missed. Stepping back with a slightly disappointed look she grinned at the man she was playing and said, "You're turn, gorgeous."
She looked at the two boys, "You know I should know the name of my two rescuers don't you think?" She nodded at Sam, whose name she had learned from his brother speaking to him, "I know you are Sam. Who are you?" She asked the other shorter man. "I am Andee, or Andarial, whichever you prefer." She glared over at the man she had ignored during this whole time. She didn't exactly like him. He had after all called her a pool shark, which technically she was but she at least hadn't taken anymore of his money.
She turned back to the game and watched Sam's movements closely. Just making sure she didn't miss a thing.
Words: 332
Muse: Good
Song: Distracted- KSM
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jul 22, 2010 18:51:34 GMT -5
Dean snickered at Sam being called gorgeous. Sam was far from that. But then again Dean was his brother. He wasn't supposed to think that Sam was gorgeous. That's just the way things worked. But he thought it was cute that the girl thought that Sam was. In his head though, as he went and took a sip of his drink, he thought that the girl was pretty. But that was just the inner guy in him talking. Naturally he found a place to settle himself in to watch the pool game. He just hoped that Sam would win, after all Sam was his brother, he had to cheer his bro on.
"The name's Dean." he stated with a warm smile raising his glass to her and then took another drink. Satisfied with himself and the drink he licked his lips a little. At the moment he was calm and comfortable with the situation. As long as the male stranger was behaving then he wouldn't have to do anything drastic like a bar fight. However if the man got pushy, frisky, or anything else that Dean didn't like, he would kick the mans ass within a heartbeat. But for now he would just stay the onlooker, cool but ready for anything.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Jul 23, 2010 20:42:16 GMT -5
Sam gave the girl a smile. As much as he figured it was sarcasm it still seemed to get under his brothers skin a bit that he was getting looked at to. Then again Sam was all a 6'4" set of hotness. However, Sam very rarely flaunted his ego over girls like his brother did. Sam was more subtle. He was more a person that went on a ton of different facets of a person. One was look appeal. Another was personality. A third would be his own mood towards them. He unlike Dean, wasn't like a cat ready to pounce.
"Alrighty." he stated and then went over to go make his shot. He re chalked his tip and set up his aim. For a few seconds he let there be suspense, letting the pool stick just cradle in his hand for a bit. He stared at the q ball and then the solid he was to try and shoot in. It was close to a stripe, but he had a feeling he was going to get it and make the corner pocket. Finally he let the tension break and he hit the q ball. It bounced off the solid he aimed for, and landed it in the corner with a good resounding thud. He smiled at the girl slightly as he went to go line up for his next shot.
Again he shoots at another solid, this one going to the side pocket. However, that one he misses. It just barely bounced off another solid by accident that was just too close. "Seems like this is going to be a tough game that's for sure." he said lamely, trying to not put to much emphasis into the game, but not to little at the same time.
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Post by andarial on Jul 27, 2010 1:34:20 GMT -5
She narrowed her eyes at the guy one last time before she took her turn. She didn't care if she barely knew the guy Andee judged quickly. If someone did one thing wrong or said something bad about her the moment they met she would just immediately decide they were a horrible person or possessed by a demon either or she would end up hating them. She hated so many people she had few people to call friends and when she did find the rare friend she ended up leaving the state or town she was in and had to give up on them. She hadn't even met any fellow hunters since her mentor had died unless you counted the ones who tried to kill her.
Passing beside Sam she allowed her hips to brush his. She made it seem like just a casual mistaken brush but usually if she accidentally touched someone she would have said something about it. This time she merely continued with her shot, delibrately missing this hit and sighing annoyed. The man raised an eyebrow and mumbled, "I guess I was mistaken." He then left without even taking his money back.
Andee glanced over her shoulder and giggled a little as she saw him leaving. No need to carry on the facade. She would wait until the next to shot to wipe the floor with Sam then collect the money and maybe leave her number with the boys. Who knows, they might be useful later. She had no idea that these boys weren't from around here, that they were the famous Winchesters. But then again they hadn't offered their last names. One rule of hunting, one never told anyone their last name unless they had too. Who knew if it would reach someone they didn't want.
"Oh thank God, now I don't have to pretend. I'm going to wipe the floor with you now Sam," she winked at him as she looked up at him and stepped away from the table. "So how do you two know each other?"
Words: 352
Muse: Good
Song: N/A
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Post by Dean Winchester on Jul 30, 2010 23:36:47 GMT -5
Dean almost wanted to laugh at the man who finally left and then he almost wanted to laugh about the gals relieved body language. It was cute and funny to see. He gave a half quirked smile and then took another sip of his beer. The alcoholic liquid went down with satisfaction. It was really nice to be able to take a breather and just play some easy pool. He watched the game with only a half interest though. He knew he could trust his brother to win, or at least to come really close to winning. If the girl won freely, Dean wouldn't be to bothered by it. A person had to do what a person had to do to live. They could just find some easy Joe blow to sucker money out of later. This however was just going to be fun.
When she asked how they knew each other, he almost wanted to stop drinking. Did he really have to answer that. He supposed it wouldn't matter. However, the thought of what if that could come back on him crossed his mind. Did that really matter at the moment. Yet at the same time he could stand as a pest and let Sam answer the question. He decided that was what he was going to do and instead decided to state something else. "You know for a good lookin' woman your a pretty tough gal. Hangin' with the big dogs. I like that, its good spunk." he stated, flirting unconsciously to her. It wasn't over the edge flirt, more a kind ego boosting sort of flirt.
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Post by Sam Winchester on Jul 31, 2010 0:14:36 GMT -5
Sam never could understand why Dean always had to play the pain in the butt to him. Sure Dean was his brother, but there were just some days he wanted to slap that pest ism right on out of him. He gave his brother one of those oh brother sort of stares and then got back to the girl and the game at hand. He guessed he was going to have to be the one to man up and say at least something regarding the girls question. After all it would be rude and conspicuous of him to not say.
"We...." he tried to start but felt like he was going to bomb before he got off the ground. "Are brothers." He then gestured to Dean with his hand to indicate him. "He is my older brother. And in my opinion a pain in the ass some days."
The last part was to tease his brother back for holding out on him. He gave his brother a teasing smile. If his brother wanted to play hard ball, so was he. He went and made sure his pool stick was well chalked and then looked at the girl with a challenging stare. "We'll see who's better than who. I say, bring it on. Give me your best shot, and no holdin' back." he stated. He then went over and took his turn. He went around the table a time or two studying it, and then he lined up his shot. He then hit the q and sent it flying making it look like a bad shot, but luckily it bounced one of her balls away from one of the pockets and knocked only one of his in. He gave a concerned look on his face as if that was a mistake shot that he made and that it had been a mistake.
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Post by andarial on Aug 3, 2010 19:47:19 GMT -5
Andee felt her cheeks grow warm at Dean's compliment. She couldn't help it, rarely did she get such plain flirting from another person. They were usually to scared by her 'spunk' or predator-like nature. But he didn't seem to be. Perhaps it was just who he was, a person who felt no fear when he should feel very afraid. Or perhaps he was just that oblivious. She wondered how these humans could be so oblivious to the world around them, so many of them were. She used to be. She used to be that naive child that saw only what she wanted to see. But now she knew, knew of those dark things lurking in the shadows of the night. That waited for the perfect moment to pounce and rip your heart out.
But she too knew of the creatures that were so misunderstood that they were hunted down and killed for the only one reason, because they were 'supernatural.' She watched with glittering eyes as Sam took a shot and missed, or supposedly missed, she would never be sure if he meant to do it. She lined up her shot and hit one of hers in. Another soon followed and then she missed. A small smile lifted the corner of her lips, "So, brothers? I guess that's better than what I was thinking." Her emerald eyes held a wicked gleam to them as she shot both guys a teasing look.
As Sam said the last bit of it, talking about her bringing it on. Oh, she could have fun with him. Her grin widened and she said, "You sure you want me to bring it on Sam?" She prowled closer to him until she was close enough to brush her side against his. She angled it to do so, as she walked past him, whispering as she went, "Because I can be dangerous when I 'bring it on.'" If her side touched his it would touch it hard enough to make him stumble. She loved this game and without realizing it she was playing cat and mouse with this boy.
Words: 357
Muse: Good
Song: Straight through my heart- Backstreet Boys
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