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Closed RP - Sam, Dean, and Eris

Feb 04, 2007 17:45

Sunday evening, somewhere in the dungeons...They weren't kidding when they'd told Sam that the school was riddled with secret passages, and once they'd found one, it was easy to figure out how to find the rest. He and Dean had spent the better part of the afternoon flipping tapestries and molesting statuary to see if they'd shift out of the way, ( Read more... )

eris, sam winchester, dean winchester, rp

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done_hunting February 5 2007, 02:53:21 UTC

Sam snickered. It was sort of his booze money too, only he'd end up sharing anyway (...by virtue of the fact that Dean would probably appropriate it before he'd gotten very far).

"Nah, I probably couldn't," murmured Sam distractedly, holding a hand out and touching the doorframe, reaching back for Dean's sleeve-- Hey. He'd learned his lesson after the one that portkeyed him to the owlery. If his dumb ass was going to end up somewhere crazy, Dean was damn well coming with him. "But no way my eyes would explode."

HA. Not marble-cold. Those five bucks were totally his.

wayward_son124 February 5 2007, 02:57:35 UTC

Sam'd better not have booze money, or Dean would kick his scrawny little ass and confiscate said booze and... Yeah, just like Sam was thinking, really.

Ugh, portkey. Yeah, that had left his stomach behind about a mile ago. He even half-jerked away, a bit, really not wanting to leave behind a second stomach but...! Nothing. Cool. "Your eyes would explode," he mumbled decisively, sounding bitter because, hey, he'd just lost another! bet. He pushed aside the - HEY, NOT A BOOKSHELF, SWEET - tapestry and stepped out, coughing slightly from the dust.

"Bitch, neither of us won!"

primediscordian February 5 2007, 03:02:53 UTC

The first thing they'd notice is the sound of the ocean, and birds, and the strains of the luau music.

All playing through a record player, of course, but still. It was very warm in the room -- it used to be an empty classroom, likely -- and in one corner there was a palm tree (transfigured hatstand), a floating hammock (a levitated and transfigured shawl), and a lot of sand (okay, shredded paper, but it's the thought that counts). Sipping a mai tai in sunglasses, a grass skirt, and not much else, Eris had her feet up in the hammock.

"Ooh! Visitors!" She sat up a little and pushed up the sunglasses. "...ooh, pretty visitors."

done_hunting February 5 2007, 03:11:42 UTC

Sam furrowed his brow at Dean's favorite insult for him. It had to be Freudian or something.

Damn. Tapestry. "Jer-- huh?" he said, half-interrupted by the sight and half by Dean slamming into him.

"Um-- hisorry?"

wayward_son124 February 5 2007, 03:13:45 UTC

Dammit, Dean could call him 'bitch' anytime he...

"What the... fuck?" Paradise? There was... almost sand and. A palm tree. And. ...A scantily clad, hot chick sitting in a hammock! "Did I die somewhere back there?" he hissed to Sam, furrowing his eyebrows at the girl in front of him and... Really not entirely sure what to make of this.

Er.