07: [Action] Break on Through (To The Other Side)

[dashboardlite]

As he stands there, staring, Dean Winchester wonders why he's never noticed this door before.  It's not anything normal, by any stretch - it's just a huge door; tall, foreboding, made of something that looks like solid oak.  He hasn't touched it yet, he's simply been waiting.  Waiting for it to open, waiting for someone to go in or come out.

It

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[Action]

[demiurgos_girl]

...What are you doing? [Elaine's been hanging out nearby, a good distance from the door, but in the same hall nonetheless. She walks up to Dean.]

[Action]

[dashboardlite]

Dean whips around as if expecting to be bombarded or attacked, and finds himself looking at a familiar girl.

"Oh, it's...it's you."

He's pretty sure they never exchanged names the first time they talked on the comm unit, but speaking with anyone right now isn't going to put him at ease. He feels tense, hyperaware.

"I'm...investigating," He states rather bluntly, scratching at the wood again. Something about this door is unsettling, and he can't quite put his finger on what it is.

[Action]

[demiurgos_girl]

She looks at him first, then glances at the door. Then she holds out her hand to shake. "I'm Elaine."

[Action]

[dashboardlite]

He looks down at her hand for a moment, lips pursed thoughtfully, before taking it gently in his own fingers and shaking it.

"...Dean. Dean Winchester. What're you doin' down here? This door might be dangerous."

[Action]

[nameless_hollow]

[Wonderful. Another human hanging about this damned door? That was going to get old real fast but... hell, he was bored after doing nothing after how long. Maybe this will prove entertaining.

For the moment he stands a distance away from the door, hands in the pockets of his hakama as he looks at the front hall with a bored expression.]

[Action]

[dashboardlite]

After a little more time spent looking over the door, he gets the shivery feeling down his spine that someone is watching him. So engrossed in his current activity, Dean finds it almost difficult to force himself into turning around to see the white-haired, dark-eyed...whatever-it-was.

"...you got a problem, buddy?"

He's just staring, and it's kinda creepy.

[Action]

[nameless_hollow]

[A ghost of a smirk touches his lips. He could always do the boring thing and ignore the human...but really, what fun would that be? He kept to himself for so long and besides, the other was distracting him from... well, whatever the hell was so special about this damned spot.]

Maybe.

[Action]

[dashboardlite]

Dean doesn't like being provoked. He doesn't like being toyed with. And he especially doesn't like punks with too much mousse in their hair getting cocky and rubbing him the wrong way.

Normally, he'd shrug it off as odd behavior, but it's the insufferable expression on the guy's face that really, really grates. Shoving his hands into his pockets, he raises his chin a little, appraising the guy. Here he was, legitimately investigating something for once in this stupid house, and some civvie wanted to look.

Point-blank, in his usual blunt manner, Dean cocked his head to one side and frowned. "Look, dude, I don't swing that way, so if you're gonna stare do that somewhere else."

[kindly_done]

[Jack is in the process of tucking his communicator back into his pocket after doing something extremely complicated-looking with his fingers and its buttons, when he catches sight of Dean--and the door.]

What's that? It wasn't here before.

[dashboardlite]

He turns, quirking an eyebrow at the newcomer, and a smile twitches across his face as he recognizes the other man.

"Hey, Jack." Hands in his pockets, Dean steps back to look up at the thing. "I think it's a door."

[kindly_done]

"Pretty big door." His time in the mansion is his first real experience with actual wooden doors, and he still finds them somewhat fascinating; he steps past Dean and presses his fingertips lightly against the door, feeling the grain. They drift, quite naturally, toward the doorknob, and hesitate there. "What's that thing you're holding?"

[dashboardlite]

"Hm? Oh...oh, it's am EMF reader. Electro-magnetic frequency detector." He holds it out carefully. "Sorta tampered with my comm unit to make it a little more useful. Ghosts, spirits, and demonic activity give off high EMF readings."

[rebelroses]

Dean... your not seriously interested in this door, are you...? There's tons in the mansion.

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[rebelroses]

ah, sorry i didn't know it was suppose to be third person ._.

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[dashboardlite]

[It's not. xD I just felt like using quotations for once. It's all still in first person.]

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[rebelroses]

Oh okay <3