[OTA / multiple threads welcome]

[fellbychoice]

It was evening when Anna first woke up in the barracks, outside one of the many cabins. A little confused as to what was going on at first, and whether or not she had been captured without her knowing, she slowly stirred and looked around her. Dry leaves were stuck in her hair, which she promptly noticed upon a breeze blowing over her. It was with

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[painhumbles]

Gabriel had been five seconds away from making a tiny crater with a little memorial in the middle of it that read 'Here lies Dean Winchester... That was a really dumb fucking move, asshole," when his transmitter pinged on the new arrival and, well, Anna Milton was a name that was very relevant to his interests. Maybe if wasn't currently suffering from fairy alcohol poisoning, he'd be more inclined to KILL DEAN, DEAL WITH BABY SISTERS LATER, but he was. And that meant that he was as mood swingy as a pregnant woman on a bender and that meant he demanded baby sister times.

He did, however, when he placed himself directly behind Anna put that overwhelming urge to hug her and never let go to bed. Geez, he hadn't seen her in a few centuries, but that didn't mean he was going to glomp her as soon as see her.

...He had an image as the badass older brother to maintain.

"You mean, besides me being here?"

Hello, Anna. Have you missed your big (not) lug of a brother? He's missed you.

[fellbychoice]

She knew who was behind her before he ever spoke, and although she did smile to herself, the only trace that she was happy to see him at all when she turned to properly greet him was the corner of her mouth slightly turned upward. "Gabriel

[painhumbles]

Gabriel placed a hand over his heart and looked at her incredulously. "Trouble? Moi." He managed to hold the scandalized expression for a full five seconds before cracking up and stepping closer, careful not to crowd her- baby sister, she might be, but she was more the warrior than he'd ever been and he really didn't want to add 'Anna kicked my ass because I got in her personal bubble' to his retinue of bad life experiences

[fellbychoice]

She was cautious, but accepted the fact that Gabriel didn't mean her any harm. If he was going to turn her in, then others would already be here, and she honestly didn't believe that he'd want to betray her trust. He wasn't like Castiel, after all. Gabriel valued free will just as much as she did, and it was only because of that fact she felt confident enough to offer him an actual smile and awkwardly close the distance between them with a hug

[lowlyaraneae]

"Have you started stalking already?" Sorry Anna, Loss was apparently bored today - and, without minions to torture or magic to play with, he's apparently taken to annoying random people. For he's just that nice and wonderful and possibly fluffy like a bunny.

...He likes bunnies, oddly enough.

Anyway, he's standing there with his eyebrow raised, his arms firmly crossed and a rather smug, bouncy smirk painted across his face - rather like an insane sort of mannequin. He's just acting really, he knows very well that she's perfectly innocent and even if she wasn't innocent he'd approve, but he likes acting - it whiles away the long hours of complaining.

"I think you've set a new record."

[fellbychoice]

Anna's seen this cocky body language and smug smile before, thousands of times, from countless men. It doesn't phase her. She crosses her arms over her chest and gives him a serious look, eyebrow arching just slightly. "It's not stalking if you don't have a target in mind, I don't think." She informed him politely, her gentle tone of voice not in any way matching the look on her face.

She offered him a final glance over before stepping back and turning away, knowing that he'd follow along after her as most humans would tend to do when presented with someone who didn't play into their game.

"As nice as record setting is, I'm trying to confirm how many of us are stuck here." This was spoken as she glanced back over her shoulder at him, and offered him a lopsided smirk.

Maybe he'd play along with her game now and divulge information, so she wouldn't have to play angel detective.

[lowlyaraneae]

Ah, that's new, that's... Interesting.

Loss is a strange man, a very strange man - and one who hasn't quite gotten over his superiority complex yet. And, as such, his smile only widens at her look - oh, he does love the ones that fight, they're far more interesting. "Perhaps you're picking out a target - a little slow, I'll admit, but at least it's a start."

And Loss, ever predictable no matter what he thinks, trails after her immediately; he's like an incredibly gangly puppy - always looking for some kind of attention, some kind of reaction.

"I'm not sure," he drawls, casually stuffing his hands in his pocket and concentrating on making his walk look as smooth and confidant as possible, "at least eleven besides me, and possibly a donkey - though I'm not sure if that's very helpful for your stalking purposes."

[fellbychoice]

"A donkey." Of course there was a donkey, why would anything here have to be made easy? "And out of the eleven people and a donkey, is there anyone dangerous?" A Sam that was hopped up on demon blood would most likely stand out among the crowd, and she assumed that a man like this would know exactly what was going on and with who. At least when it came to important things.

She supposed that she could have just said that she was looking for someone,but then he would have argued the point that she was stalking, which she wasn't. She simply thought of it as strategic and aggressive searching.

"And where, exactly, is the center of activity here?"

[guardsintheory]

Mat is in the cabin he's sharing with Lily, since she has declared that she doesn't trust him to look after himself. He doesn't really mind so much, it's just weird to have her attach herself to him like that. It makes something in his head tug oddly, and only the fact that he knows he's not bonded to her has kept him from wondering.

She's out right now, and he's been... stressed, so he's taken the opportunity to let his wings out and stretch them a bit. They're mostly folded flush against his back at the moment, so when Anna looks in, she'll see a rather large pair of white wings and a pair of legs sticking out from them as Mat flops on the bed. It's pretty obvious the wings are, y'know, attached to the person.

Mmmm, leering. It's a good thing Mat's not psychic, that'd freak him right out.

[fellbychoice]

Wings aren't that big of a deal where Anna's from, although the fact that this man doesn't give off angelic sibling senses does alarm her a little. She watches him for a few moments longer, before knocking lightly on the window, trying to get his attention.

When she thinks that he's seen her, she motions for him to come outside, and tries to look as much like a useless college aged girl as she possibly can. It's a hard look to for her to master, and so she's sure she still looks authoritative and like she's plotting something. Which she is, it just isn't anything harmful.

She's just trying to get a headcount, that's all.

[guardsintheory]

When she taps on the window, she is granted the perfect view of possibly the LEAST angelic reaction possible to that tapping on the window.

Namely, he yelps, quite sharply, and tries to get up and roll over at the same time, which just leads to a tangle of arms, legs, and wings on the ground. Yeah. Mat's graceful. Yup.

He finally manages to get himself off the ground and staring nervously out the window. A college kid, however, is not the terrifying thing he was expecting, and while she could theoretically be a fairy with a glamour or something, he can usually tell (they're bad at looking normal), so he cautiously comes outside.

"Um... h-hi?"

[fellbychoice]

Oh, that awkward reaction causes Anna to laugh, one of the first times she has in a long while. She's grateful for that, and as he heads outside, she casts him a smile. "I hope I didn't scare you." She can't help but smirk a little, although her tone was sincere. She knows that she scared him, but isn't going to linger on the subject.

"I just woke up here, with no idea how I got here. Can you tell me where we are?"