Blood in the Water - RP for smart_alec494 and jstliketherifle

[shrpcryinthedrk]

He was bored

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[smart_alec494]

Alec breezed into the diner like he didn't have a care in the world. For once it was almost true.

At least until he was three feet past the door and then something cold crawled up the inside of his spine. There was only a slight hesitation in his steps that would only be noticed by someone who knew him pretty well. It wasn't the same sort of aweful bone freezing feeling that came with ghosts, but it deffinatly wasn't normal. He sniffed the air carefully and subtly as his eyes skimmed the place casually. It was faint under the smell of coffee and bacon but it was there. A scent that was just off. Sulfur. Matches with out wood. And male.

Breakfast was going to be full of mystery and curiosity.

[jstliketherifle]

Dean would explain it to Alec later. And yes, he was considerably spooked -- he'd never seen a red like that before in a demon's eyes. First there was ol' Yellow Eyes, and the crossroad demon usually ran bright red, but blood red? This was new. But there was no doubt that this was a demon. And he wanted him away from all these people.

"What, you're gonna do this here? With all these people around?"

Yes, he was gambling -- but he did a lot of gambling. It was part of the job.

[shrpcryinthedrk]

"What's stopping me from just killing them all after I kill you?"

There wasn't any threat or anger to his voice as he said it. Oh, yeah -- he was angry, but that wasn't part of the question. The question was just a statement of fact. He was going to sit there and have his pancakes, whether this hunter liked it or not. And there was nothing that they could do about it. If they didn't like it?

Well, it was their blood on the wall.

[smart_alec494]

"Uh. . .how about we all take a nice deep breath and not commit any acts of homicide, demicide or animal cruelty, okay?" He shifted a hooded gaze between the two of them trying to decide who'd jump first. He'd side with Dean though. No questions asked. "I want breakfast before I have any exercize."

[jstliketherifle]

The waitress was just coming up with the demon's pancakes, and Dean averted his eyes, turning his gaze back to the menu and reattempting to look casual. There was no reason to bring the people who weren't involved into this. Especially since it sounded like if this guy had his way, there would be a pretty high body count.

He bit his lip and waited to see what the demon would do, whether he'd make a move or just stay where he was, but there was something about the man's voice that was just -- cold. And Dean wasn't quite sure how to process it.

[shrpcryinthedrk]

"Is there something wrong?" the waitress asked as she put the plate of pancakes down in front of him. Alloces looked up at her with a thin smile, before shaking his head.

"No, not at all -- just afraid that I don't have the time to sit and eat them here like I wanted to. Do you happen to have a to-go container?"

He'd at least learned that much. If the food was too much for you to eat, you got it 'to-go.' And he wasn't leaving. Oh, no -- not yet. He was just looking for a bit of fresh air, and nothing helped compliment that fresh air like a plate of hot pancakes.

[smart_alec494]

Alec tapped his fingers against the table, playing phantom piano with one hand. Most guys did air drums, he had phantom piano. They had breathing space, but this wasn't over. He could feel it. This wasn't fish in a barrell anymore, it was cat and mouse. But Alec only knew how to be the cat. "This'll be interesting as hell."

[jstliketherifle]

Dean snorted as the demon piled his food into the container before getting up and leaving. Once her was gone and out the door, he turned back to Alec with a heavy sigh, running a hand over his face.

"That would be a demon."

[shrpcryinthedrk]

Alloces didn't go far, just wandered over to the side of the building, leaning against the brick of the wall and popping open the container so he could eat. Stalking was his favorite part of the hunt, after all, and he was eager to see where this one would go. So now, it was only a matter of waiting.

[smart_alec494]

"Huh." He mulled that over. "This is a game to him now. He thinks he's got couple of mice and is gonna see where we run if he gives us lead time." He smiled up at the waitress as she brough the milk and two coffees and then got a bendy straw for the milk. He didn't like the way it tasted much, but the straw helped the experience. "He had creepy eyes."

[jstliketherifle]

"If he does follow us, I've got a Devil's Trap and a trip to Hell with his name on it," Dean said with a sigh, before starting to fix his coffee. "And not all demons have eyes like that -- generally speaking they're black, but some of 'em decide to experiment in all colors of the rainbow, and apparently he's one of them."

[Gonna just skip Alloces for right now -- until they decide to leave.]

[smart_alec494]

"Like Skittles! And do the eye colours mean anything? How's that work? A Devil's trap I mean." He sucks up milk through his bendy straw, fishes out his perpetual pill bottle and takes a couple with some more milk. "Not really what I expected, I gotta say."

[jstliketherifle]

"I have no idea about the eyes," Dean said with a shrug. "And a Devil's trap basically does what salt lines do for spirits except for demons. Once one of 'em are in there, they aren't gettin' out."

[smart_alec494]

"Handy. So, what? You want to try and lure this dude into one?" He somehow wasn't sure it would be that easy. But hey, he's never tangled with a demon before.

[jstliketherifle]

"That's usually the plan," Dean said with a nod. "It's not easy, but once they're in -- a quick bit of Latin and he's back where he came from."

[smart_alec494]

"Huh. I don't know Latin. Got a dictionary? I could learn." He's chearful like this is his idea of a good way to amuse himself for the next couple of hours.