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[forestcrap]

After the hole is sealed and Ninurta's done away with, your entire party is bippity bopped to the other side of the forest. If there were stragglers that got separated, you're all in one place again. If you lost gear, weapons, phones, whatever, it's back on your person, functional again. If you lost any organs you're on your own though. No but basically you've been bewitched to safety out of the forest and the evil noises have stopped, you're homefree, homies. There's a crow perched on a rundown fence post along the road watching you with beady little eyes before it takes off back into the forest.

The map takes you to a rundown little bed and breakfast not but a fifteen minute walk out that looks like it was abandoned a while ago. No foul play, just closed for business, the economy is rough when you're located next to a haunted forest. Feel free to avail yourself of its beds, there's no room service but least you don't have to pay.

[Mission: get your bearings, make sure all your shits there, do a headcount, follow the road. call dibs on a room. rest up]

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[recurred]

[not sure if she's thankful or a little bummed she missed all the action. maybe a little bit more of the latter since she'd gone looking for the action and got stuck in a hole. how degrading.]

[pauses in the main area to make the appropriate amount of tally marks to keep track of the days. almost a month.]

[makes a sort of exasperated sigh before snapping her book shut]

[sawedoff]

[you're telling him man they got to gank a god it's been a while since a good old fashioned disrespectful mesopotamian god ganking]

[sets bag down on a table and turns around halfway in the abandoned little dining room area. surveys it with a that'll do pig nod while the rest of their party scatters to find themselves some drank or bed or both]

So word for the wise, Faith chick, the kid brunette with the smart mouth, I'd add that one to your do not call list too. She's been known to be down with the crap life choices, her last greatest hit was turning on us, didn't go down so awesome.

[to say the least. you know. standard disclaimer, newbie update, yadda yadda]

[recurred]

[listens tucking the book back into her bag. she'd never really consider them to have so many morally ambiguous people, but supposes they've had their fair share before she reappeared]

At arms reach, noted. I'm surprised then you're fine letting her come along with us. [sets bag down and looks at the last leg of people heading on up] Cause she helped this time? [even though it could be considered that she was just saving her own skin]

[sawedoff]

No, I don't really give a crap what she did. She helped herself. Up to me, I'd ditch the bitch at the nearest orphanage.

[one hand on hip the other pointy finger in no particular direction to emphasize his lack of okayness with her tagging along. honestly though, he wouldn't have fought it very hard, since she did help and she's so young it's easy for him to get caught up in the bleeding heart side of it. but he's going to pretend.]

[recurred]

[eyebrows. she's not that young, or maybe she is. 90's teenagers, man.]

I suppose she's not the only one in lot that's earned that sentiment. [hook and august man, but more august in her book than hook at the moment. how sad.]

Easier enough that they're somewhat predictable.

[nosleeves]

[was ready to go yesterday. at least his baby is back]

[it's been a while since he's got a nice bed situation, so don't mind him raiding whatever is left of the bar and helping himself to something comfy]

[inenochian]

[ so, so relieved to have his wings working again. ]

[ took the responsibility of doing the headcount, and was initially surprised by the fact that, after all of the death and discomfort of the dark forest, they actually gained rather than lost anyone, and barely more than a child at that. dean's reaction indicated a history, which means that cas is wary of her immediately. ]

[ he's watching her mill about at the outskirts of the group, thumping her boot heel on the floor and doing a fantastic job of looking like a pouty student in timeout. ]

[sawedoff]

Nick'll keep an eye on her. Probably for the best with his whole psychic...boy wonder crap.

[absently rubs at his head with a tiny poutfrown while he heads near the front of the group out of earshot. he is at least maybe like 5 years older than faith mentally. he's matured.]

Still feel the freakin knot from where she clocked me, man no girl should have that much upper body strength I'm tellin you.

[inenochian]

She injured you? [ instantly moves from wary to angry. ]

[ turns back to look at her, ready to go and smite her at the slightest provocation. ]

Dean, the last thing we need is another Hook situation to handle.

[sawedoff]

Yeah? What're you gonna do about it, kick her to the curb? Trust me, I don't want her within like, a state of me but we lost track of her last time and she nearly got us stuck in Purgatory: the Ring edition for the rest of ever.

[if thats the kind of trouble she kicks up when she doesnt have someone to keep her ass in check like what mess of hers are they gonna stumble into next. really. easier to keep her close. just like hook.]

[inenochian]

[ narrows eyes at him, trying to communicate his desire to keep both faith and hook in fetters from here on out, if they absolutely must be hauled along and babysat. ]

And if she chooses to leave of her own accord?

[rhymeswithdesign]

[found a room. it's a shitty room, in the middle of the inn, with no windows and no ensuite, but it serves his purpose in that it has a door with a lock. locks it and pushes the bed back against one of the walls.

considers the chalk in his pocket. looks at the layer of dust on the floor instead and just crouches and starts dragging his fingertip through it in a room-filling circle.]

[rhymeswithdesign]

[done with one circle. starts making a second one about six inches inside the other one.

done with that circle, starts filling in the intervening space with runes and symbols, muttering under his breath.]

[rhymeswithdesign]

[done with the circle. straightens, steps carefully inside, speaks the final word. there's brief blue light that follows the path his finger traced, and then nothing.

which is what he'd expected. like sparking a lighter that's out of gas, there's nothing to fuel it.

smiles at it for a moment, then starts wiping it away with his foot.]

[rhymeswithdesign]

[unlocks the door and heads downstairs to have an unusually vintage beer and relax for 20 seconds.]

[armedarchaeologist]

No, I mean, all I'm saying is, given the information available to me and not knowing who Faith was or whatever? I'm just saying that I was actually remarkably, astonishingly right. I mean we were still under the influence of Ninurta, and she was still doing her... Trial... Thing.

[bickering amicably with bo, apparently, and waving inarticulately but passionately.

who the hell let daniel drink. someone has a lot to answer for.]

I'm not saying I hit it out of the park or anything, I'm just saying that, that... Well, I'm not gonna say I hate to say "I told you so" because obviously I don't.

[foodporn]

You should drink more because when you're drinking you're not talking.

[shoves bottle at him]

[armedarchaeologist]

[stares woefully at bo.]



...

[takes the bottle. does as she commands. bo you're a terrible enabler.]

[foodporn]

[pats his back]

Much better. Everyone is in your debt.

[armedarchaeologist]

[sputters, coughs, spills down the front of his shirt. it's a mess. he's a featherweight.]

Ya-ay.

[croaking.]

Yours too? I guess? More yours. Congratulations. Thanks, also, for... Saving.

[crotchbite]

[ kicking herself for not going with the rescue team she could have tried to have a word with the she bitch about her prolonged stay.

sitting on the stairs of the porch, breaking apart the grass while everyone sleeps. or drinks. or flirts. she's getting none of those things. such fun! ]

[cabineyes]

[ he's drinking. it's such fun! goes outside to catch some fresh air when he spots her. walks to her quietly and stops, looking down at her with the drink still in his hand. ]

Here all by yourself?

[crotchbite]

[ rips apart another grass leaf and looks up at him, narrowed eyes and a questioning look ]

No, I'm here with my invisible friend, Jimmy. [ wtf faces at him. does she look like she's accompanied ]

[cabineyes]

[ it was a rhetorical question you whore. gives her lame joke a weak smile and leans against the railing on the porch. ]

There are some real friends inside. Most of them flesh and blood if you happen to prefer that sort of thing.

[crotchbite]

[ makes a soft "hm" sound and pulls a handful of grass again, back to the relaxing rip and shredding of the tiny leaves ]

Can't a girl just come out for a bit of fresh air?