001 ⚡ (voice) (forward-dated to like 10 am)

[causeblackouts]

[ Unfortunately, when Elle arrived, she wound up in the fountain, which means her hard, dead life just got even harder. When she turns the communicator on, it's just voice -- at first, she's quiet, and she chuckles with a certain degree of wry bitterness. ] Some day, huh?

[ And she's very obviously speaking through gritted teeth and spitting

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[dude_imbatman]

Hell really is more torture, less fire. At least you got the part about fewer cell phone minutes right.

I'm Dean and you're in the city.

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You and a dozen other freaks and zombies. This place already has torture covered, anyway. So if you're playing tour guide, how about you guide me to where I can get a freaking towel around here?

[dude_imbatman]

Sweetheart, I'll bring you a towel. You're at the fountain?

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I'm at a fountain. Better hope there's only one.

[dude_imbatman]

There's only one that new people get dumped in.

[He'll pull up a few minutes later in the Impala with a gaudy blue and orange striped beach towel. He cuts the engine on the car, gets out and heads toward her with the towel]

Come on and get in the car. It's warmer than out here.

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[ Getting in the car with strangers? Well. She's already dead, what's the worst that could happen? Besides, at least he brought her a towel. There's some begrudging, distrusting hesitation as she takes it from him and wraps it around her shoulders. ]

Sure thing, just as soon as you tell me where you're planning on taking me once you've got me in there.

[dude_imbatman]

Welcome Center probably. [And without waiting for her he gets in the driver's side and starts the car, cranking up the heat for her if she decides to get in. Hugging and comforting is Sam's deal. Dean does the actual physical taking care of people.]

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[ Well, it's not like she has much of a choice. She looks around briefly, considering, then shoves back the hesitation and brooding over how bad her life sucks and just pulls open the passenger side door and climbs in. ] I'd better be getting free candy out of this if I'm climbing into the car with strangers anyway. Or ice cream.

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean chuckles at that.]

I've got peanut m&m's in the glovebox for picking up little girls.

[He doesn't go anywhere but he does reach in the backseat for a blanket. he hands it to her before he puts the car in drive and starts toward the welcome center]

Dean Winchester.

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[ She sits forward to dig around in the glove box, continuing to be nosy even after she gets the bag of M&Ms out. ]

Elle. [ A pause as she munches thoughtfully on the candy, then gives him a suspicious look. ] So, what's with the helpful tour guide act, anyway? What are you getting out of it?

[dude_imbatman]

[She'll find a loaded pistol, a couple of different badges and some fake ID's in the glove box as well.]

You sounded hot. [Really he won't cop to being helpful. He'll just go with you sounded hot] I like hot chicks.

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[ There's a raised brow at the IDs with varying names, but the gun's pretty standard so after a minute she shuts the glove box. ]

Guess Mom came in handy after all. I'll be sure and thank her. Who knows, maybe she'll show up here too, since it's already full of zombies anyway. [ Yeah, this is her way of trying to deflect right back. Dean acts shallow, Elle whines about her problems. ]

[dude_imbatman]

[They'll work out so well together]

Your mom's a zombie?

[Clearly that's the most important part of what Elle whined said.]

[causeblackouts]

Not right now, stupid, but she would be if she showed up here.

[dude_imbatman]

They aren't zombies, Bitch.

[Good to know they've gotten off on the right foot]

They don't eat flesh. They don't rot and they've got all the higher brain functions...assuming they had them when they were alive.

[causeblackouts]

Hey, how about you cut the bitch talk and we can go back to sweetheart and hot chick? [ offendedddd ] Were dead, aren't dead anymore, sounds like a zombie to me, Scully.