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Jul 20, 2010 13:21

jo harvelle, troy, dean winchester

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wolf_troy July 20 2010, 18:52:56 UTC

Troy's paws was dirty when he jumped out of the hole he had been digging, looking at her with a confused expression. He looked back at the fire pit he had dug, and looked pretty miffed. He was not used to grills and gas. He was used to open fire. But, he was not letting that stop him. The pit was huge, and he had filled it with wood pieces from the forest, gently laying it together with rocks and wood. Snorting a bit the way she was doing it, he continued with his. He turned back to human form to gut the other dinosaur, before filling it with juniper berries and spruce, before wrapping the extra skin around it, and pushing it into the pit, now lit with fire and having burnt a while untill it was only embers left ( ... )

whiskeyandsalt July 20 2010, 19:26:31 UTC

"There are no hunters here that are going to be attacking you, Troy," Jo informed him with a smirk. "But having two different smoked dinosaurs will probably be good. Variety is the spice of life, so they say." She chuckled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear and popping her neck. She was a little surprised they'd gotten drunk again the night before, but who was she to judge? In a place like this, people deserved to get drunk. And well, when you were doing in a safe place, even better. "If anyone even tries to go at you, they'll have a gun at their back before they can make a move."

Jo had come to genuinely like hanging out with Troy, even if he wasn't exactly human. He was amusing, interesting, not the kind of person that Jo would generally find in her line of work. Maybe this place was a good thing. A break from the monotony that was hunting alone.

wolf_troy July 20 2010, 19:52:44 UTC

The white wolf sneezed, not all to fond of having to be protected by a girl. "I can imagine." he replied, wiping his fur, licking his paws to rid of the dirt, using time to clean himself again. "Except with my meat, you don't need to turn it" he said triumphantly. He had no idea why he felt so competitive with her. Maybe he wished to prove to the Hunter that he was not weak at all. He was strong and independent. Which was a lie. He missed having a pack. He was a pack animal, not made to be a lone.

whiskeyandsalt July 21 2010, 01:02:46 UTC

Jo smirked, raising an eyebrow. He was trying to one up her, was he? "I happen to like having an active role in my cooking. If it needs to be turned, its my responsibility to turn it," she countered.

Jo didn't think the wolf was weak in the slightest. She'd seen him pull a dinosaur for crying out loud.

like_dillinger July 21 2010, 01:03:45 UTC

The adventure is prehistoria had been enough for Dean for one day. He hadn't even had a real chance to scope this place out yet - it seemed like it was one thing after another from the moment he'd arrived. From dealing with Ruby to hunting down a way to save Cas and Jimmy to playing detective in the garden of Eden: hell, he just really needed a beer at this point.

The smell of meat cooking was enough to draw him towards one of outer buildings, and as he approached, he could see the form of a blonde, who looked like she was alone, and he smirked. He doubted he'd have any problems convincing her to share if he really put his mind to it. Of course, as he got closer, that thought left his brain for two reasons:

First, a big white wolf was parked pretty close to her, and she didn't look too freaked out by the fact.

Second, she looked awful damn familiar.

His eyes darting between the two things, disbelief flooded his voice as he stopped in his tracks.

"Jo?"

wolf_troy July 21 2010, 08:39:06 UTC

Troy spun around by the voice, and he judged him a second, before raising his hackles a low growl coming from him. He did not bare his teeth, not yet, seeing as he seemed to know the person there. A man, medium sized, dark hair and a sturdy build, with a non threatening pose. No matter, he could still be dangerous, and the huge wolf moved a bit forward to place himself between Jo and the new person.

"Do you know this man? Is he friend or foe?

whiskeyandsalt July 21 2010, 17:35:40 UTC

Jo froze up for a second, her back to the man who had spoken her name. He was here? In this place? She'd hoped that being in this place meant that she no longer had to worry about dodging him if they were in the same vicinity. And they'd been in the same vicinity more than once due to a case that brought her to where he was.

But he was here.

She swallowed and turned slowly, brown eyes wide and expecting to take in the familiar form. She could hear Troy's words in her head and his growling aimed at Dean. Without thinking, she set her hand down upon Troy's head, shaking her own. "Don't Troy. I know this man," she replied softly. She'd loved this man. She'd died for this man.

What the hell was he doing here?

likedillinger July 21 2010, 20:03:05 UTC

A lot of emotions coursed through Dean but he decided to settle on anger. He wasn't happy to find out she was stuck here - and this was place was dangerous, and how in the hell exactly had she gotten here anyways, and why was everybody he freakin' knew showin' up?

"Nice wolf," he said, because what else was he even gonna say to her giving orders to the big hairy fangy beast? When exactly had Jo turned into Pocahontas?

"You mind tellin' me exactly how you got here?" He had this sinking feeling that she was trying to play hero - and that Ellen wouldn't know she was here, and if she ever found out Jo had scampered off somewhere him and Sammy had just happened to be, he'd be hearing about it until the end of the world.

'course that might not be so far away, all things considered. But still.

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