the foggy goggle } { let me get mine, you get yours

Oct 15, 2011 01:17

[Lana was in between towns. It seemed like she always was these days. She couldn't keep to Kansas anymore, not since there was a brand new apocalypse that seemed to be brewing. Buffy had already tried to talk her into coming back into the fold, but that wasn't for her. She was her own Slayer. She was going to do this her way ( Read more... )

lana lang, [setting]: the foggy goggle, sam winchester

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imnot_likeyou October 15 2011, 05:40:57 UTC
[Ruby bailed. She wasn't answering her phone which usually meant that she was pissed at him. He isn't entirely sure what he did this time other than not moving fast enough.

Or it might have had to do with the fact that she found his scotch and set it on fire. Whatever.

It didn't really make a difference. He just wound up in a bar drinking anyway. He missed his brother. Every day, it was like this gaping hole, and no matter how many demons he pulled, they weren't going to fill it. And he knew that.

Picking up the glass of scotch in his hand, he turns to scan the room, as per usual, and as he does, his eyes land on the pretty girl across the bar. He flashes her a smile back, before raising his glass to her. Who knows if she's even looking at him, but he'll do it anyway]

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feltalone October 15 2011, 06:12:59 UTC
[She was most certainly looking, and takes the raising of his as an invitation to slowly round the bar to join him, dragging her own drink with her.]

Hi.

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imnot_likeyou October 15 2011, 14:30:30 UTC
[shifts to face her a little more]

Hi.

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feltalone October 15 2011, 15:37:07 UTC
[She doesn't sit, just leans against the bar.]

So tell me, what's a fella like you doing here all by himself?

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