Work went on as it always did for Helen. Meaning, of course, it was what she focused on as opposed to attempting to have some sort of social life. She had seen a few in passing, and had last spoken to Dean when he was staking out in his car. Other than that, Helen hadn't seen many of the inhabitants of the mansion lately ( Read more... )

Slings? Slings were stupid, ungodly, antagonizing inventions. Even though Jim was well aware that they’d been used successfully for hundreds if not thousands of years by plenty of species, including his own, he still hated them. Waiting, in general, for injuries to heal was severely overrated and, from experience, he knew, tended to lead to things ( Read more... )

( Text message to Castiel )

[there's a picture of Bela attached to the message]

If someone sees that chick standing anywhere NEAR a black '67 Chevy Impala? You have my permission to shoot her.

[about five minutes later, this is sent as a follow up]

Non-lethally. Don't kill her, just ... dissuade her. Like an electric collar on a dog.

[and then, five minutes after ( Read more... )

Being alone wasn't something she was entirely new to. Of course, she talked to several people in the city, but talking and companionship were a little different. John had disappeared, which was typical of him, and she tried to ignore how hard it was to let him go again. Then of course James and Jimmy had left many months prior. The only person left ( Read more... )

Sometimes, Jim wound up places and had no idea how he got there, but he could generally narrow it down to two things: potential enemy vessel, within beaming range of the Enterprise or his hangover would do the talking. Usually with the later, there was Scotty or Bones involved, too, which was a dead giveaway ( Read more... )

He was trying to please everyone, he really was. He was trying to keep everything in a straight line. Clearly, he wasn't succeeding ( Read more... )

Dean was staring down a Yorkie in an alley ( Read more... )

What used to be Ashley isn't Ashley anymore. There's now a hulking creature, made almost entirely of ice - teeth, claws, the whole bit. The Wendigo has been, on and off, wandering through the city. Ir was snarling, and hungry, and it only wanted human flesh. El Dorado wasn't exactly safe anymore for people wandering aimlelssly through the night. ( Read more... )

Having spent a majority of her day at the hospital, Carolyn just felt the need to relax and unwind. Normally she'd do that by spending the night curled up in bed with a good book, but she actually felt like getting out and perhaps even meeting a few people. And what better way than to invite others out to have a few drinks?

I'm thinking of heading ( Read more... )