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Post by jess on Apr 7, 2012 17:09:18 GMT -6
Admitting weakness was not in her cards; the fact that she had to force that particular hand sent a growl rolling in her chest as delicate wine stained lips peeled off pearl white teeth. They had managed to get the truth out of her, truth she herself barely admitted since the silly Confederate conflict tore the fledgling nation apart. She told the truth, she spilled her soul…
Katherine Pierce said she loved them. Both of them…
Not just Stefan and his ridiculously noble and surprisingly sexy morals. She came clean about loving Damon; all rough edges and manly posturing. The pair of them were her downfall and her drive, her constant and her favorite drug. And like every other time she had to confront her emotions, Katherine couldn't for the life of her face them… She needed new, she needed now; she needed next. And the best way to cure the airing of unmentionable emotions was to bury it in a shiny new conquests. And she had her sights set on her new pair to beat the full Mystic Falls house.
They had quite the reputation around the more supernatural minded community; a warning and a promise whispered loudly with the authority born from genuine concern. Apparently, they had a reputation for being cut throat; moreso the elder than the younger. Racked up a healthy kill count, incredibly resourceful and nigh stupid amounts of loyalty. Best part was, it was a matching set; albeit English descent as opposed to her more favored Italiano…
Katherine needed to forget the Salvatores, there was a new pair of brothers to play with.
She had made sure to sit in one of the windows when the pair first came cruising up in the picture of sinfully delicious boy-flesh. Tousled hair, bright eyes, taller than anyone really had any right to be. Tilting her head coquettishly, Katherine made absolutely sure that the last rich rays of golden butter sun caught on each and every wave of her chestnut hair and creamy skin. Bathing her in a golden shimmer of deadly rays, to anyone sans a certain ever so brilliant magical gemstone owner. Swirling her wine around, fingertips grasping the rim itself; elbow braced on the table, glass shifting and dancing a handful of inches off the table from her vertically coy grip. Eyeing the pair from their reflection as they bellied up to the bar and subsequently the pool table, Katherine bit her lip in anticipation. They were perfect, they were gorgeous and they would be hers. She needed a project, the last one went so painful after all… a new start, a better start.
Maybe this time she could get it right.
Taking one last sip from her glass, she gathered up the purse she deliberately remembered this morning. It's purpose finally coming to life, stocked full of every goodie a girl her age would need. Keys, lipstick, a mirror. A few tampons, a cellphone… Normal. Perfect example of living Americana. Rising to her feet, she slowly walked her way towards the back. Dagger spike stilettos slowing her speed down to a cautious ease. And in flawless, practiced 'klutz', Thank you Elena…, Katherine bumped into the taller of the Winchester brothers. Dropping her purse in a systemic chaos of clutter to dump all the contents in a scatter across the floor. Toppling her off balance, her knees went weak in 'accident' to collapse into him. Breasts to hips pressed firmly and deliberately against his left side, hands delicately grabbing onto his arms for support. But aren't you just delish… And those arms… All the better to chase Them away…
"I am so sorry! I am such a Klutz!"
Looking up, 'off-kilter' on her heels with sweet plum wine on her breath and pomegranate lip gloss chasing it's heels, Katherine blinked up through long lashes and smokey eyes to knock out of the park one of her best Elena performances. Shy, demure, tilt the chin down, awkward smile… hook, line… sinker
"My hero… I'm Katherine"
::stop:: Getting this post up, and then working on the Klaus post and Jeremy post!
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Post by samwinchester on Apr 7, 2012 17:13:02 GMT -6
 It had been a long hard road, and Samuel Winchester was very confused...
The last few days were a complete blur to him. Dean had accused him of being “unchatty” in the car, which Sam had argued wasn't even a word, after when Dean had argued that he didn't care, whatever the word meant, Sam was being it. The expression that Sam shot the way of the driver had been a message that was both loud and clear, and Dean had shut up about it (after muttering something about Sam needing a tampon.)
The fact of the matter was, Sam couldn't argue about how moody he was feeling. It was a tempest of emotions that was brought on by the return of his soul, and there had been no time for him to sit down and really sort everything out. Now that there was time, Sam was certain that he wanted didn't want it. He didn't want to be left alone to his own thoughts. He didn't want a clear memory of the Pit and its tortures. He didn't want to remember the way he felt when he was free of his conscience. He didn't want Dean harping on him about his aloofness. He didn't want, at the same time, to be left alone.
Alone meant dealing with those suppressed thoughts, and Sam just couldn't handle it...
Seeing his own reflection in the bar top mirror, he did his best to look cheerful, but to no real avail. Face it, Sam. It's back to being the lost little pup of a younger brother... The thought came unbidden, dredging up his own inner fears, but doing so in a dreadfully alien way. He saw movement in the mirror, at the edges, the way water ripples at the shore, and only the shore, of a man made lake. The face was as familiar as any face that tortures you for time immemorial could get. It was the face of the demon... the creature... that knew him best, and face he was certain he had left in the Pit.
"Luci-"
Sam turned to get a better look at the image he saw in the glass, but came head to chest with someone completely different. Instinctively catching the sight of a female figure, Sam reached his arms out to catch her fall, cradling just under her elbows, and keeping her upright. He wished he could say the same for the contents of her purse, which went scattering everywhere but where they belonged.
"I am so sorry! I am such a Klutz!"
He registered her words before he managed to get a good look at her, trying to catch what he could of her things, but his large hands only able to catch the stray lipstick. When she did speak, he turned to look down at her, catching her smiling up at him in a truly apologetic manner.
"My hero… I'm Katherine."
A genuine smile crossed over his face. There was something charming in her flustered nature, something that he knew that he could trust. It was also one that he could be attracted to, and was. The accident had left her blushing and bashful, and Sam smiled at just how lighthearted it made him feel. He took in her features, catching the scent of her fruity lip gloss, and the curve of her cheek when she smiled. All negative thoughts cleared out of his head, a bad dream to be pondered on later.
"Sam... My name is Sam."  Tag: Dean/ KatherineCount: 585 Notes: WRITING SAMPLE!
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Apr 8, 2012 22:37:17 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Dean could tell Sam was back to his old self again, just by the way he was all ready getting on his nerves as always. But what else was new its what Sam did best after all. Sam really needed to cool it sometimes and not act like he was on his rag all the time. Dean knew that Sam could hear him when he muttered something about him needing a tampon, but Dean didn’t care that what he was hoping for. But Maybe Dean should wise up on him some, he did just get is soul back after all. Dean knew that after they had a beer and talked a bit Sam would feel better.
Dean parked the Impala outside and begin to make his way into the bar with Sam, Dean couldn’t wait to get himself an ice cold beer. He really was looking forward to getting to have a beer with Sam, he really did miss these times. He was really getting tired of drinking on his own. Even though he has had some good times with people, drinking with Gabe was a blast, love getting to chill with Lexi. Dean really would have liked to chill with Castiel more, but the truth was he is never really was around anymore. Always having to deal with everything going on with the war in heaven, which Dean is sick of.
Dean walked up to the bar and ordered two beers and two shots for Sam and him, Dean sat down taking a load off after a long days hunting work. The bartender gave the drinks to Dean. “Thanks” he said while rising his glass. Dean kicked back a big hard drink of his beer, he loved how it felt going down how cold and smooth it was. It really was what Dean had needed after today like today.
Dean then heard someone say sorry about being a Klutz, he looked over to find Sam catching a girl in his arms. “ Wow Nice catch Sammy!” It seemed Sam a caught a beautiful girl in his arms, which was a nice one for Sammy it wasn’t everyday that happened to him. Now Dean didn’t have that problem sadly, he could get a girl any day of the week that he wanted to. But with after losing Lisa Dating had really been hard for Dean.
Dean then couldn’t help himself he had to butt in too introduce himself to this mystery girl, Sam wasn’t going to be the only one talking to a beautiful girl. “Hey I’m his brother Dean, it nice to meet you Katherine was it?” Said Dean with a smile.
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Tagged- Katherine and Sammy
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Post by jess on Apr 10, 2012 23:00:50 GMT -6
Like clockwork. Utter poetry, really. As warm calloused hands braced her fall, she could barely contain the contented smirk from coiling across her lips. Her slightly chill skin could be explained away with the lack of any type of jacket, especially with the slight tremble as her body keened into his warmth. With the purse's contents spilled out like so much broken glass, Katherine 'regained her footing' with a grateful smile.
"I appreciate the catch, Sam."
Once righted, it took her a moment to remember the next step. Too caught up in the play of his incredibly muscled arms under her fingertips to remember to set the hook. A slight blush, a calculated expenditure of blood, flushed across her cheeks as she looked down at the floor. Letting go of of Sam, her right hand tucked her hair behind her right ear before turning the full weight of her smile at Dean as well. Deja vu, much? Decisions, decisions… She made sure to be completely equal with her attention to the brothers, friendly and casual flirting to not play favorites. That went… poorly… last time.
"That's me. It's nice meeting you too Dean, all collisions aside…"
With a slightly self-deprecating chuckle, she bent down into a crouch to collect her belongings. Well aware of the 'accidental' view down the perfectly fitted silk tank top. Acres of cleavage brought about by God and Stella McCartney. Scooping up eyeliner and gum before 'bashfully' tucking the feminine products away without too much ceremony. The mirror had clattered near Dean's boot, a piece she deliberately 'forgot' to allow him that opportunity to play gentleman. If he didn't notice, it was no real loss. Glancing up at Sam, she offered another grateful if 'frazzled' smiles. Whichever one decided to take the bait, it was all the same to her. She needed to feel wanted and beautiful. They were already doing wonders on her old wounds. Reaching out for Sam's outstretched hand, she gently pulled herself onto her feet, letting her hand rest against his for a heartbeat before retrieving her lipstick.
"I guess this is where we swap insurance information?"
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Post by samwinchester on Apr 15, 2012 0:48:41 GMT -6
There was a short lingering silence between Sam and Katherine, during which she smiled demurely up at him. It was a moment to crack the embarrassment between them, and her smile was.. distracting, to say the least. Another way to describe it would be “contagious,” because he found himself smiling back at her. He probably looked really doofy. He felt ridiculous just standing here, grinning at her, with a lone tube of lipstick in one hand. But she was smiling, and that meant something. There was a moment there where they shared some sort of... connection?
It would have to go unexplored for now. He heard Dean calling to him, congratulating him on his fine catch. Was he talking about the action or the girl?
“Thanks, Dean.” Normally, Sam might act territorial about Katherine, taking the “get back, I saw her first” stance on being able to flirt with the cute girl. From the last real talk they had, however, he was still having a hard time getting back into the game. Once upon a time, Sam had been in the same boat. Whether or not the girl in question ended up being a werewolf was not Dean's fault... But Dean had made sure to take care of him. That little competitive spark of jealousy died down.
Sam was going to be friendly, and sure he would flirt, but if Dean really wanted to try his luck with Katherine, Sam would back off. It was the brotherly thing.
Still, Sam could not help but glance at the view that was stretched before him when she bent down to gather her belongings. I am man... watch me gawk... Even when he crouched down to help her with her things, he still had a bird's eye view of her shoulders, her neck, her-
She was touching him.
She took him by the hand and righted herself, and Sam found himself distracted by the touch. It was a brief distraction, one that he was quite familiar with when it came to women and bars. He grinned again, making sure to give her the support she needed to get herself to her feet. He chuckled at her joke, shaking his head. “No, no, miss, I don't think there is any need to call in the officials.” Tag: Katherine/ Dean Count: 386 Notes: Sorry this was a lot better the first time around, but my word processor quit on me, and I lost it. >.<
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Apr 17, 2012 23:08:45 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - -Dean couldn’t help but look at the girl she was hot as hell, she had beautiful brown hair, sexy eyes and a smoking body. Dean couldn’t help if he was checking her out, there was just something about this girl. Almost like she had a spell on them. Dean could tell that Sam was checking her out just as much as he was, it seemed Sam was into her. So Dean knew he might want to back off a bit for Sam, he didn’t need Sam feeling like he was trying to take her from him or something. Dean just couldn’t help but flirt himself, it was what he is good at and he wasn’t going to ignore a hot girl when he sees one. There would be something wrong with him if he did that.
This did have Dean a bit worried because Sam always likes the wrong girls it seems. Either they are killed, they are werewolf’s, or they are demons trying to rune his life and bring hell on earth. So then Dean had to wonder if this girl was safe or not, he really didn’t want to see Sam hurt. It was possible she could be bad she was hot enough to be anyway. Dean couldn’t be sure though he knew just to keep an eye out and his gun close. Which he did do anyway there was never a time Dean didn’t have his gun close to him. To Dean it was like an necessity, like having keys or a wallet. Dean couldn’t even sleep if he didn’t have it with him, he can thank his dad for teaching him that.
She had said something to them about swapping insurance information, which Dean though was kind of funny. Dean then turned to the bar and signaled down the bartender down to them. “No there wont be any need for that babe, how about we all have drinks instead. How does that sound guys?” Dean asked looking at Sam and Katherine
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Post by jess on Apr 21, 2012 0:17:05 GMT -6
Déjà vu...
If she wasn't looking for it, Katherine never would have noticed the interested looks both Winchesters gave her. A peacock preen had her spine stretching into a seductive curve, left hip jutting out to the side in a subtle silhouette. They were both playful flirts, a step up from the little boys in Mystic Falls High. The fact that she cruised for supernatural jailbait at the local high school wasn't her most shining moment, but necessity demanded it at the time. But that was then and this was now. And now was filled with scrumptious Hunters who actually paid attention to her.
And while their word were teasing and light, their body language was a hiccup disjointed. It took her a few of their heartbeats before she caught on to the 'Why' of it. Brothers were brothers, they had their tells and their idiosyncrasies. They were both feeling the other out, both content to give her to the other should he be the interested one. Sure, it was noble; it was also how it always went. And she had yet to chose between them, not that she really wanted to. Let them decide which one wanted to make definitive moves. Until then, she's just bask in people not only not hating her, but finding her attractive. Giving them both a bright and interested smile, flirting up through her lashes and making sure to stay in the patch of sunlight shining through the bar's windowpanes.
Good day…
"Drinks sound fantastic."
Katherine slid up to the bar, neatly tucking herself between both brothers. To the left of Dean, leaving the empty barstool to the other side of her for Sam. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she deftly climbed up to perch on the stool. Long legs crossing at her knee, making sure to keep her spine in a long dip at the hollow of her back. Subtle flirtatious posture arching her body; every feminine curve displayed with class, effortless in presentation despite each practiced move.
Let's see which one takes the bait.
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Post by samwinchester on Apr 27, 2012 1:39:19 GMT -6
In the moment when Katherine went to go sit down, Sam had a lingering moment of questioning. He could find the stool next to Dean, and give him the full opportunity to talk to Katherine without hindrance, but that would be rude to Katherine. Or, he could sit on the other side of Katherine, letting the brothers flank her.
He decided on the later. This was mostly due to Dean's lack of forward interest in her. Sure, he was showing the initial signs of being into her, he flirted a little bit, he took the time to help her with her bag, but then he seemed to back off a bit. Was there something about her that was setting him off? Or was he honestly just not interested in her? Sam couldn't see why... So far, he found Katherine to be a stunning woman, with a bright smile, and a good sense of humor.
The flash of her figure that he got from the side as she climbed onto the stool was an enticing one, but she was acting with a level of innocence that suggested she did not know she was doing it. So many girls tried to look pretty and attractive. Other woman did it naturally. Whichever it was for Katherine, she was doing it without effort. Sam reminded himself to stop staring and returned his mind to the matter at hand.
He sat down on the bar next to Katherine, allowing Dean the stool on the other side. ”We've got a bit of a problem, though, Dean...” He allowed his eyes to go dark for a moment, hinting at a level of mischievous nature under his actions. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, puckish in its playfulness. “We don't know which one of us is paying.” It was a long standing tradition that the brothers make a game out of who was paying for the drinks of the evening. Sometimes it was pool. Other times something as inane as who could balance a spoon on their nose longer.
But nine times out of ten, it was a competition.
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on Apr 28, 2012 1:39:12 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - -The bartender had brought them their drinks, Dean got his usual an ice cold beer and a shot of whiskey. He was thinking about getting a purple nurple but he didn’t know what Katherine might think about that, and he knew that Sam would give him hell about that. But what else what new really. Dean sat at the bar kicking back his beer, he took a drink feeling the ice cold beer running down his throat. Shortly after he kicked back the shot really fast, it really had hit the spot. He had needed it after a day like this.
It really was great to have his brother back soul in all, even though it been hard getting back on the game. Sam still was acting kind of fogy with on the details on what happened in hell, which was fine if he didn’t know but he really didn’t want to talk to Dean about anything. How he was feeling if he was ok or not, it kind of had Dean angry because when he had came out of hell Sam made him talk about what happened with him in hell. Other wise Sam was pissed when he didn’t talk about it. But he knew and hoped that Sam would talk about it when ready to, whenever that could be?
As Dean was sitting there Katherine had sat down right between them, it really was hard for Dean to resist right now with this hot girl right beside him. But Sam was there to after all, the last he needed was his brother mad for Dean taking all the girls again. Then Sam had asked Dean who should paying for the drinks? And of course Dean had to seem like the bigger gentlemen it was just his game. Dean couldn’t have Sam being better then him at that, he just couldn’t. “Guys I got the drinks don’t even worry about it, tonight its all on me.” Said Dean
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Post by jess on May 4, 2012 16:45:06 GMT -6
"Well, thank you Dean… "
The bright flirtatious and appreciative smirk was all for the elder brother, honestly grateful for him taking care of the tab. She let her foot bounce, eyeing the pair of the boys playfully as Katherine waited for the bartender to return with their drinks. The Jack and Coke, Neat, was long awaited; it would help warm her blood faster than the wine from before. The Leather and Lace shot was pure candy, sure to clink glasses in cheers before throwing back the alcoholic confection. The layered Kahula, Peppermind Schnapps and Bailey's Irish Cream had her purring; sweet and delicious enough to make her coo softly. Her eyes fluttered shut, a delighted smile coiling on her lips as the sensualist took in every minute detail. Euphoria and indulgence made everything perfect, though she had to admit she lost herself for a handful of their heartbeats.
When she came back to herself, it was obvious something was going on with the Winchester Boys. There was a level of tension running through the air, palpable to her due to her heightened instincts and trained perception. It was similar to the calm before the storm she saw with Stefan and Damon. Next would come the in-fighting or the animosity. They were cruising through the motions a lot faster than the Salvatores; hell, she wasn't even sure if either of them were honestly into her or merely casually flirting. Tucking an errant curl behind her ear, Katherine idly sipped at her mixed drink slowly. Subconsciously, she plucked her purse off her lap and placed it on the bartop. It was something to do with her hands while she offered them a chance to have a silent conversation over her head. After counting to twenty, she perked up and eyed the pool table out of the corner of her eye. A group was just finishing up their pitcher and their game, and she tucked that information away for later.
"So what brings you to Richmond?"
It was a touch clichéd she had to ask. It was a conversation starter. Something that could spiral into actual human interaction. But it had to be done, banal as it was. Another sip from her drink, another gaze up through her lashes. She had to lean a bit, back arched to keep both brothers within her vision without giving one more preferential treatment over the other. A dangerous game, a thin line to walk. Now was the most tenuous part, the game could go afoul so quickly with the wrong word or overt decision. She needed perfect vigilance, flawless execution. Katherine had not spent the better part of a month researching these boys just to stumble across the Finish Line.
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Post by samwinchester on May 4, 2012 18:03:39 GMT -6
Dean... didn't want to make it into a game? It was something that they had done for years now, and very rarely was it something that they skipped out on. Even in the rough times, they tried to find a way to keep to the traditions. Now, Dean was shirking it off, even if it was something minor, for...
Sam got it. And while at first, Sam thought he was going to be the bigger man and back away from a woman that his brother was interested in, a fire started in Sam's gullet that he just couldn't explain. Here he was, finding Katherine genuinely attractive, and he was willing to back away if Dean wanted her. Now, Dean was acting like this?
Fine... If he doesn't want to make the tab a competition, we will just have to make it into something else...
No more Mister Nice Brother...
Sam ordered a shot of whiskey, with a Black and Tan chaser. It was a little more pricey than what he might have normally ordered, favoring simple drafts, but, well, Dean was paying. It wasn't going to burn a hole in Dean's pocket... Not unless he kept ordering like that.
He turned to look at Katherine, now turning on all that he knew about charming a woman. Sure, Dean was more outward and confident when it came to talking to woman, but Sam knew where his strengths were. He made eye contact with her, seeing in that instant just how absolutely deep her brown eyes were. Before, their chance blunder had been him recovering from an embarrassing situation. Now, he had a chance to really appreciate her beauty.
And she was... stunning... And he had to remind himself that she just asked a question, and, in normal conversations, it was now his turn to speak.
"We are just passing through, really. On our way South to visit some old friends..." It was not a direct lie. They were on their way South, and it was to meet with some people... More family business than another else, really.
He looked around Katherine to look at Dean, an impish smile coming over his face. "Sure you didn't want a Purple Nurple, Dean? I know they are your favorite." No doubt Dean had been holding that one back to save face. But a competition was a competition. All in good fun, of course... Tag: Dean Notes: Back from being sick today! Do da! Do da! Credit: Jax |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on May 6, 2012 14:39:12 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - -Dean was really liking Katherine she seemed like such a sweet girl, and she was really sexy to very easy on the eyes. Dean could watch her all day. But Dean could tell that Sam really had something for her, Dean knew Sam pretty much like a book sadly. He also could tell that Sam didn’t care that he was trying beat him in the buying drinks for the girl. To Sam it probably gets old, because Dean is always trying to do that to him. Instead Sam was being an even bigger asshole by buying expensive drinks from the bar. But Dean didn’t care he wasn’t going to let it bother him, after all he did win a pool game the a few nights ago. So he is fine on cash for now anyway, then its back to using stole credit cards. For now he is just going to have fun.
Dean looked over at Sam as they were sitting at the bar, giving him a smile like what he was doing wasn’t going to work on Dean. “Nice choice on Drinks there Sammy, picking the hard ones tonight our we.” shortly after Katherine had asked them what they were doing in Richmond. Man Dean didn’t even know what to say really because it was all a long story, starting with Dean. He came here hoping to find a nice town to live in with Lisa and Ben, intend this town wasn’t any safer then the next. This town is full of Vampires and werewolf’s it seems, but what did Dean expect no where is safe anymore. He was dumb for ever thinking that. But Dean didn’t have to say anything at all thank god, Sam had all ready answered for him. Good thing too other wise they might be there talking all night.
Then Sam had said something about Purple nurples right in front of Katherine, something that Dean really didn’t want her to know. But that’s why Sam said something trying to piss off and embarrass Dean, something he does best. But its ok Dean isn’t going to let it, he is going to play it cool. “You know Sammy one of those does sound really good, I think I might get one.” Dean then turned to Katherine asking her “You want one Katherine? They are really good.”
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Post by jess on May 14, 2012 18:02:26 GMT -6
Eye contact from the sensitive boy. The peacock princess couldn't have asked for more if she tried. Fluffing her internal and self-important feathers, Katherine simply basked in the attention with a starving woman's zest. It had been an eternity, a barren wasteland of disregard or outright apathy lately. The hate was still something, it still meant she was there in the moment. For those fiery passions were still passion, and her existence was still the center focal point of someone's life. His explanation made sense, even if she had a feeling it was probably code for killing her supernatural peers. But she had been prudent, a trait picked up centuries ago and perfected into the now subtle predator. At least, when she wanted to be…
Wait, purple nurples?
It was Dean's turn to draw her eye when he chided his brother in perfect sarcastic form. She gave a soft chuckle into her drink as she took another delicate sip. Not nursing by any means, simply savoring and enjoying the surprisingly talented tender's craft with an incredibly refined palate. Tilting her head to give Dean his chance to be fawned over, she awaited his explanation as to the super sugary grape alcoholic punch to the face.
"Why not? Sam are you sitting passenger on this one or coming along for the ride?"
Katherine was relatively certain she could taste the competitive testosterone spiking around the three of them. And what girl didn't want a pair of Big, Strong, Handsome men fighting over her? It would kick start the next level, and with her voice innocent of her minor brotherly manipulation it would still leave her favoring either team.
"And maybe we could play pool? Provided some good Samaritan could show me the ropes?"
And chains, possibly some flannel cast about my floor and tasty Winchester blood sliding over my tastebuds?
The hunger rose in her at the thought, lust colliding with gluttony in a Symphony of Sin within her tiny frame. Closing her eyes for a moment, stilling the vampire with fell-won patience and control; Katherine rolled her shoulders once. Stretching the muscles and giving herself something else to focus on before taking a more deliberate sip of her Jack Daniels and Coke. Once the balm of alcohol floated over the cresting wave of bloodlust and desire, Katherine risked opening her eyes. It would look to outsiders if her back was stiff and that seemed like the best way to play it off should they ask.
And maybe then I can off-handedly mention the Crazy Stalker Ex. 'Bout sums up Klaus, I think…
Not to mention the idea of either brother sidling up behind her, pressed tight with his arms wrapped about her sent happy tingles traveling south in one of her favorite ways. Oh, tonight was a good plan. One she was going to be patting herself on the back for weeks over...
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Post by samwinchester on May 14, 2012 19:42:27 GMT -6
Sam could feel another mental notch sliding into Dean's score column as the Purple Nurple comment proceeded to backfire. Now, Dean looked like the uninhibited, fun-loving brother, which usually won girls over early on. The sensitive guy act (even though it wasn't an act, Sam genuinely cared about people) took at least a conversation to get the girl involved. With Dean throwing caution to the wind, it put him ahead.
Touche, good man... touche...
He was not about to look outclassed. He was not about to look like a fuddy-duddy. And he was not about to let them have all the fun! Spurned on by Katherine's encouragement, he answered her with "You know what? I wouldn't want to take a back seat to the fun. Purple Nurples it is! Bartender! Three Purple Nurples, and let's see what we can do about keeping them coming." This is what gets me to finally down one of those grape flavored assailants? This!?! Why do I feel like this is going to be one of those “In for a penny...” moments?
Then Katherine said a magical word, a word that glistened on the wind with the sweetness of her suggestion, and the lady did quoth “pool.” Sam was very good at pool. Even if Dean could win a game, the pair of them could go tit for tat all night long, and never run out of machismo, competitive flair, or wowing steam. It would give them time to really get to know Katherine, and Sam could show her just how sensitive of a man he could be.
Was that a double entendre? Because if it was, it was lame...
”We can always take the drinking to a table.” One had just freed itself up, almost serendipitously, and Sam opted to take it as a good sign. He swung his legs around the stool, an effort from the length of them, and rotated them back to the floor. Jumping up rather happily, he grabbed his Black and Tan, and took the newly poured purple shot in his other hand. This left him no hands, but a free elbow to offer to Katherine. “May I offer you an escort, my lady?” Tag: Dean and Katherine Count: 397 Notes: Let's move this party! Credit: Jax |
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Post by Dean Jonathon Winchester on May 15, 2012 0:09:13 GMT -6
- - - - - - - - -- - - - - - - - -Dean could tell that Katherine was all for this one, the question was is Sam. Dean knew he probably was going to pass because last he checked Sam hated purple nurples, but who know he might try and act like he likes them now. “I don’t know if Sam’s going to be coming along for this one Katherine last I checked he wasn’t a fan of them. Are you Sammy.” Dean said looking at Sam with a big smile. Dean called the bartender down letting him know they were ready to order.
But it seemed as though Sam was going to join in on the fun after all, he told the bartender to them coming which is something Dean has never heard Sam say before. Sam usually wasn’t much for drinking that was more Dean’s thing, Sam could drink a few beers but then he was done. So Dean was interested to see how Sam was going to hold his liquor tonight. “Way to go Sammy that’s the sprit, we are going to have some fun tonight.” Dean said to Sam.
Katherine then had said something about someone helping her play some pool, which did sound like fun. But the truth was Sam was the best at that Dean couldn’t lie there, Sam was always wining there betting pool matches. Dean was just the one that worked the deals with people. Yeah if it wasn’t for Sam they wouldn’t be able to pay the bills sometimes. “You know Katherine Sam is the one you need to be asking for help there, Sam is the best pool around player I know. He is unstoppable sometimes.” Dean said while looking at Sam. He knew his brother had to shocked by what he said, it wasn’t that often Dean showed his sensitive side to his brother.
“But Sammy I’m still going to try and kick your ass, what kind of Brother would I be if I didn’t try right?” Dean picked up his drink along with Katherine’s and said “Here while he walks you over there I will carry your drink my lady.” They all made there way over to the pool table for some fun, Dean knew that now this night was going to get interesting real fast.
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Tagged- Katherine and Sammy
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