@FanfictionFanatic-The-Elder group
HARRIET: [Lifts with Levi on his signal until Sam is clear then drops it.] “Nice throw Levi. You okay, big guy?” [Helps Sam stand.] “Gotta admit, wasn’t expecting three ghosts in here.”
HARRIET: [Lifts with Levi on his signal until Sam is clear then drops it.] “Nice throw Levi. You okay, big guy?” [Helps Sam stand.] “Gotta admit, wasn’t expecting three ghosts in here.”
SAM: [Gets help from Levi to hobble over to a flipped over table, which he uses to spread out the floor plans after putting the table back upright.] "Yeah, just a slight cut." [Has the now torn off sleeves from Levi's shirt tied tightly around his right thigh, the dark, brownish-red color of blood staining his jeans.
LEVI: "Thanks."
DEAN: [Looks at Harriet.] "Three? We just dealt with two Caspers, Harry!"
HARRIET: [Rolls her eyes] ”Yeah, but there is still the issue of the angry business partner. Or did you hit your head when Samuel slammed you into the wall?”
DEAN: "Oh yeah, Johnny-Boy!"
SAM: [Looking over the floor plans with Levi, having a bit of difficulty understanding what he's even looking at.]
LEVI: [Flips back to the very last page, and points at it.] "This is where we are…." [Turns the massive papers and points out their conjoined rooms. Flipping a few more pages, he finds the space where the store had once been.]
SAM: [Stares at Levi, a bit surprised.] "How are you able to make heads or tails out of this!?"
LEVI: [Shrugs his shoulders.] "I took drafting class in high school. I figured that it was a great opportunity for me to learn something new, and to get some new artistic skills; it seems that they paid off."
HARRIET: [Rolls her eyes again at Dean, strongly resisting the urge to facepalm.] Clearly didn't get the brains in his family. [Looking over at Sam and Levi] ”You found the old shop? What's the quickest way to get there?”
LEVI: [Looks back and forth between the papers after he pulled a chair up for Sam to sit in. Quiet as he thinks.] "Looks like the store was right next to the lobby. Apparently after the quake Caleb decided to expand the lobby, and had intended to use the space for just that; there's a block of management offices and storage and supply closets there now."
HARRIET: [Nods thoughtfully.] ”Ok, good. We can wait until you're ready, Sam. Don't need to strain that injury more than we have to.” [rubs the back of her neck] ”Any ideas as to why Caleb is here too? I mean Johnathan we know about, Samuel not too hard to figure out but I'm honestly a little stumped on Caleb.”
DEAN: "He might be attached to the hotel itself."
HARRIET: ”Makes sense to me, I guess. At least he seemed reasonable. We probably could have talked him into letting go on his own once this was over.” [Gives a slight glare at Dean] ”Until somebody tried to hit him with an iron rod.”
DEAN: [Ignores the comment, not able to think of a snarky comeback.]
SAM: [Standing up slowly.] "I'll be fine."
LEVI: [Looking at his uncle.] "We should at least find something to clean the wound out with, and stitch you up." [Rolls the floorplans up, and tucks it into his bag just in case they might need them again.] "We don't want that to get infected."
HARRIET: ”I’ve got a first aid kit in my room. It's right down the hall from yours, so it shouldn't be too far out of our way.” [she gauges the height between Sam and herself] ”Think I'm too short for you to lean on, big guy?”
SAM: [Looks between Harriet and Levi, who's just a couple inches taller than he is.] "Uh, I'd rather have Levi help me out with getting around, if you don't mind." Plus Levi has the added benefit of some extra strength from being a blutlumar.
HARRIET: ”Fair enough.” [she shrugged, un-offended] ”Think you're ready to go? Honestly, I don't think I need to tell you this but if you need to rest, just let us know.”
(What's a blutlumar?)
(A blutlumar is another name for a were-chimera (what Levi is). It took me forever to think of something other than 'were-chimera'! Lol Were-chimera is just an easier way of saying this!"Blut from the German word for blood, lu from the Latin word of lupinotuum, and mar from the Italian word for rot (marcie).
(Wow! You really did your homework on that one. I knew Blut from the show Grimm; it's really good by the way. If you haven't seen it I highly recommend it.)
LEVI: [Had already picked up their weapons and put them away. Hoists the bag over one shoulder before going over to Sam, helping him up the stairs and down the halls.]
DEAN: "Any ideas on what it is that we're looking for in the area that the store used to be?"
HARRIET: [shrugs, following Sam and Levi] ”Not really anything specific. Usually, if it's not the body then it's something that was important to them in life, right? So I would think, the more personally significant, the more likely that’s what they're tied to. Let me know if I'm off base here.”
(Wow! You really did your homework on that one. I knew Blut from the show Grimm; it's really good by the way. If you haven't seen it I highly recommend it.)
I have, and I too really enjoyed it!
SAM: "You're right."
DEAN: "Spirits can even attach themselves to a piece of artwork that they made while among the living."
HARRIET: ”That’s actually pretty cool. Might have to schedule a tour of Europe at some point. See if Raphael or Michelangelo is still around.”
LEVI: "It's usually if the piece is emotionally significant to the artist. We once took care of a painter who used their blood as paint." [He hefts Sam onto his shoulder, having Sam put his arm around him, and the group starts making their way upstairs.]
HARRIET: [Eyes widen in shock] ”That’s… I don't know if that's gross or creepy.”
DEAN: "It's both!"
SAM: [Winces with each step, trying to put as little weight on his injured leg as possible.]
DEAN: [Manages to support Sam on the other side.] "It'll be alright Sammy, we'll get you taken care of, and then get the hell out of here."
HARRIET: ”Finally, something we can agree on besides music.” [She laughs, half-teasing.]
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