OTA Action
Who: Sir and YOU
Where: A bar, sitting in a booth gathering up shit to go hunting.
Rated: R?
Crossbow, arrows dipped in deadman's blood, syringes of deadman's blood, silver bullets.
And the great equalizer:
The Colt.
He doesn't like to use it when he's got other options but this place can have some nasty monsters and Hell? not really the place John Winchester is looking forward to going to anytime soon.
"Nother whiskey," he grunts at the bartender. He loads a sawed off with some rock salt shells then shoves the rest of them in his pocket.
Where: A bar, sitting in a booth gathering up shit to go hunting.
Rated: R?
Crossbow, arrows dipped in deadman's blood, syringes of deadman's blood, silver bullets.
And the great equalizer:
The Colt.
He doesn't like to use it when he's got other options but this place can have some nasty monsters and Hell? not really the place John Winchester is looking forward to going to anytime soon.
"Nother whiskey," he grunts at the bartender. He loads a sawed off with some rock salt shells then shoves the rest of them in his pocket.