Orchestral music - heavy on the horns and percussion - can help drown them out.

[OOC: Posted relatively early in the day. You can hear said music in the background.]

[Public, but meant to be filtered from the Winchesters and Ruby]Do you believe there's a difference between understanding, acceptance, and forgiveness ( Read more... )

[There's a large thud and the network device falls to the floor. From the resulting tilted angle, you can see Anna enter the living room, Bobby the Rottweiler (and the one who knocked the device off the table) jogging over to greet her. She reaches down and pauses, standing up again and looking around. Slowly, she raises a hand to her face, making ( Read more... )

[Angel Radio]

Can anyone hear me?

[Public]

...I might as well get this over with. Anyone want to say hello?

[Private to Dean]

Are you still drinking?

[The camera clicks on as the device is set down. Looking up, you can see the high, vaulted ceilings of the City's Cathedral and you can hear an NPC choir rehearsing in the loft. The soloist's voice echoes through the halls as you see Anna lean forward into the frame, resting her arms on the pew in front of her, her head bowed ( Read more... )

[The audio cuts on mid-sentence.]

-ean, you coming back? Thought you were staying here today.

[There's what sounds like the slight creak of bed-springs and the audio cuts out.]

[ooc: Forward-dated to tomorrow, Dean and Anna are not at the Winchester/Singer/Milton/Harvelle residence. Guys, do we need to break more walls down?]

You know what? I'm tired of acting sorry for it. I'm tired of playing nice, and being kind and hesitant and playing the disillusioned but still loving daughter ( Read more... )

...okay, I don't know who you are or where you all came from, but-

You do not know me, and you may know some of the things I've done, but you don't know me.

I would NEVER do that with Dean, Sam, Castiel, Lucifer, or any combination thereof.

No. Really.

[The forest. A young woman, arms crossed and looking down walks into view. She takes a few more steps and looks up as though she thinks she has reached a destination and is expecting to see something... that apparently isn't there. She looks around, turning in a slow circle, perplexed, and then stops, her eyes unfocusing and her head slightly ( Read more... )