Skip the whiskey and pass the coffee

Jul 10, 2011 22:26

Who; Ellen Harvelle & anyone. OPEN
What; Staying awake at the Roadhouse
Where; The Roadhouse
When; Very late evening June 10th
Rating; pg-13ish?
Status; Ongoing, open. Talk to Ellen, talk amongst yourselves

No one had touched the booze. It was all about coffee tonight. )

wildcats: priscilla kitaen [voodoo], supernatural: sam winchester, supernatural: castiel

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hellsbellsharry July 12 2011, 03:35:45 UTC
It takes him a while but eventually Harry makes his way in, leaning heavilly on his staff. Like the others, he was tired but it carried and extra edge of exhaustion. He'd been casting, working,trying to find something that could work all to no success.

Pausing just inside, he looked around. He'd figure he'd look like trouble, 6'7", a pair of scars on his face, dark and much scruffier than usual, but when he sees Ellen he gives her a warm smile as he can manage and heads for the bar, staff thumping on the floor every second step.

Once there he sank gratefully onto a stool and peered around.

"Well... this is a damnn nice place."

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chosefamily July 12 2011, 19:21:33 UTC
"Or a nice place to be damned. One or the other." There aren't a lot of guys in the worlds who can give Harry a run for his money in the height department. Not outside of the NBA, at least. At 6'5", however, Sam made a good effort.

He has gauze over a good portion of his left forearm and a few fingers of his right hand. His hair's unkempt and he mostly looks tired as he places a cup of coffee in front of the newcomer. "Actually, I think I prefer the former. Not sure there's ever a good place to be damned, nice or not."

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hellsbellsharry July 14 2011, 13:44:54 UTC
He looks up at the younger man and managed a tired as all hell smile. He accepts the cup, gratefully and raises it in toast.

"Let me on a little secret. There's never a good place to be damned. If you're damned, you're screwed."

He set's his staff against the bar and offers his right hand, reaching out with more than just his physical senses.
"I'm Harry." he says, gaze flicking over Sams face without ever meeting his gaze. If Sam has any talent, he'd feel the tell tale tingle of someone with power, and maybe he could feel just how much.

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chosefamily July 14 2011, 22:33:19 UTC
"There's damned and there's damned." Sam raises his own cup before taking a sip. "Screwed either way, but at least this one tends to come with less burning."

Sam doesn't try to meet his gaze, either. "Sam. I know the woman who runs this place."

There's talent there. Not magical, but closer to some sort of psychic talent.

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hellsbellsharry July 15 2011, 03:58:15 UTC
Harry snorts but manages a small humourless smile. "Yeah, burning sucks." He says lifting his scarred left hand.

He nods. "I just met her after I got here myself. Seems like Good People."

He can feel a flicker of talent, just a flicker and notes his avoidence of his gaze. Kid's in the know. That's good.

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chosefamily July 15 2011, 20:08:51 UTC
Sam raises his arm, with the gauze on it. "I've managed to avoid burning myself, really, but there's been plenty of it around me." Not exactly something he could avoid, thought he'd done his best. "Plenty of other injuries over the years, though.

He looks back to Ellen, his expression a little sad. "She is good people. One of the best I've ever known."

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roadhouse_mama July 15 2011, 20:42:35 UTC
Ellen passed behind Sam, a gentle hand on his elbow, her smile tired but wry for both men. She recognized the somber look on Sam's face and decided to intervene before he got too maudlin about what had happened in Carthage.

"You two are gonna give me a big head with talk like that."

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hellsbellsharry July 15 2011, 23:42:13 UTC
Harry nods at Sam, while eyeing the bandages. "Yeah, not getting burned, that's a good thing."

When Ellen appeared, Harry tried to smile just that bit more.
"Oh I'm sure you can take it."

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chosefamily July 16 2011, 10:29:06 UTC
Glancing at the gauze again, Sam shrugged. "Nightmares." That pretty much explained everything, honestly.

Ellen being there helped mitigate the sad look. It was hard to stay that way when she was here, after all. "Yeah, exactly. I don't think your head's that big yet. You can still fit it behind the bar."

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roadhouse_mama July 16 2011, 15:19:26 UTC
"Couple of smooth talkers." She made an amused sound, raising up on her toes to give Sam an affectionate peck on the cheek before leaning against the bar. It was good to have him back, even better to have him behind the bar again.

New arrivals were always a welcome addition to the Roadhouse, even during those times when no one had slept much over the course of a week. "Good to see you in person, Harry. How're you holding up?"

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