forum Another Supernatural RP! (2/4 for now, but one more person is welcome to join)

Started June 29, 2019 by @SupernaturalSyGuyIsTIred group

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[Both Winchesters become more relaxed at this.]

DEAN: [Goes over to his bed, and pulls a shirt on after applying some deodorant to his armpits.]

SAM: [Also dawns a shirt after putting some deodorant on.] "So, what was that you were saying about seeing us?"

HARRIET: [She raises a brow at Sam] Willing to listen now? ”I’ll tell you in a minute.” [She runs into Levi’s room and grabs his shoulder.] ”Levi! You need to wake up. I don't care how good a dream you're having. Wake up!”

LEVI: [Groans in his sleep.]

SAM: "Oh no, this can't be good."

DEAN: [Looks over.] "Damn it!" [Sighs in defeat.]

HARRIET: Great. A deep sleeper. ”Sorry about this.” [she slaps him across the jaw to wake him up]

LEVI: [Flings an arm outward, as if to swat at a pesky bug. Connects with an abnormally strong, heavy blow, sending Harriet tumbling to the floor where the force of the hit carries her a full three feet away from him.] "Let me sleep, damn it!" [Rolls over and continues to sleep, but allows himself to hear what's going on around him.]

DEAN: [Already moving to help Harriet up to her feet.]

HARRIET: [Gives a small scream of pain as she lands on her side, cradling her wrist.] ”Sonofabitch!” [She lets Dean help her up] ”Think my wrist is broken. You weren't kidding about the strength. I haven't been thrown like that since the first time Matthias saved my neck.”

DEAN: "He once tossed Sam two feet away."

SAM: "I got lucky, and just missed nailing my head on the side of a dresser." I'd hate to see what would happen if he used his full stength.

LEVI: [Eyes fling open upon realizing what just happened.] "Oh god, I'm so sorry, Harriet!"

SAM: "Who's Matthias?"

HARRIET: ”Yikes! What does he lift? 460? It's ok, Levi. It's my fault, I should have listened to Dean. I just get stubborn sometimes when people tell me not to do something.” Crap! I mentioned him? That throw must have dazed me. ”Uh, Matthias is an old friend. He works at the police station back home. He's not a Hunter but he saved from being turned into a Vamp.”

DEAN: "You were almost turned into a vamp?" [Intrigued and curious.]

LEVI: "No, it's not alright; I could've seriously injured you, or even…."

HARRIET: ”Yeah, back when I was still pretty green at hunting. Levi, quit beating yourself up about it. I was given fair warning and chose to ignore it. Besides, I’ve had worse. If it makes you feel better you can help me set it.”

LEVI: [Recalling the time he accidentally killed Sam.] "That still doesn't make it alright, Har!" [Sighs, head hung down. Looks up.] "That's gonna hurt more than the break itself, so you're gonna want something to bite down on."

HARRIET: [She smiles] ”Hey, it's not the first time I’ve broken something on a case. I’m gonna need those painkillers afterward, Sam. Any of you got something for me to borrow?” [Raising a brow] ”But seriously, what’s with you guys and nicknames?”

SAM: "We, well mostly them," [Nods towards his brother and nephew], "Use nicknames on the people that they care about."

DEAN: [Handing Harriet a stick that he wrapped in a clean rag.]

HARRIET: [Looks confused for a moment] ”You guys barely know me and you care about me? I… Huh, never thought other hunters would.” [She takes the stick and bites hard, giving Levi a nod to go ahead, closing her eyes.]

LEVI: [Pulls on her wrist, trying not to use too much strength, yet just enough to set the bone back into its proper place.]

DEAN: "Well, you have been helping us out with this place."

HARRIET: [Does her best not to cry out, but still whimpers a bit, taking the stick out.] ”Thanks.” [She quickly dry swallows a couple of painkillers.] ”If that's all it takes for you to care; you guys must have a lot of friends.” If you guys knew how ”tainted” I was… I do believe you’ve let some go but… [She mutters] ”Damn Travis.” [Speaking normally] ”So, which question should I answer first; Matthias or the dreams?”

SAM: "The dreams first."

HARRIET: ”Ok. Well, I don't really know much about them except that they're tied to the hotel. And it's pretty much the same each night. You start in a grand courtyard like you're at some kind of party then someone leads you to a room that seems to be custom made just for you. At least that's what I've seen.”

DEAN: "Ok, so why'd you see us in your dream?"

LEVI: [Giving a look of confusion.]

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HARRIET: [She shrugged.] ”Best theory? Could be a shared dream. I mean, I saw you guys in the courtyard and I think some blonde woman lead one of you guys off. I didn't see who took the other two cause a fake version of my Bae brought me to ”my room”.” [she emphasized with air quotes.]

LEVI: [Still groggy and not quite fully awake.] "What are you guys talking about?"

HARRIET: ”Levi, did you dream about a party set in a courtyard and someone leads you away to a private room?” I know you did, I saw you there too.

LEVI: "Yeah?" [Rubbing the sleepiness from his eyes. Reaches for a shirt to cover his exposed, muscular torso and pulls it on. Has to take it off upon realizing that he put it on backwards, and puts it on correctly.]

HARRIET: [blushing lightly] ”Well, I’m pretty sure everyone else in the hotel has the same dream. But the dream room is personalized for each person. That's my theory anyway.”

LEVI: "So, we each have a shared dream-state, of sorts, and then wind up in a room made for us?" Now that I think about it, I DO recall seeing Harriet, Uncle Sammy, and dad in the dream.

HARRIET: ”Again it's only a theory. I can't remember hearing about ghosts being able to influence, much less control, someone’s dreams. Not to mention the sheer number of people in this hotel…” [She sighs] ”I won't ask what was in your rooms, don't get me wrong, I'm tempted, but considering what I go through… It's bound to be personal.”

LEVI: Probably for the best that she doesn't.

SAM: [Parroting what Levi was thinking, as if he could tell what his nephew was thinking.] "That's probably for the best."

HARRIET: ”Just say you'll return the favor.” [she avoids eye contact with everyone] ”Anyone wanna change the subject?”

LEVI: "How's your leg holding up, Uncle Sammy?"

SAM: [Winces as he shifts his weight so Dean can check and replace the bandages.] "A bit sore."

DEAN: "Stop whining, you big baby; we've had worse."

SAM: "Yeah, I know."

LEVI: [Grabs a pair of clean pants and heads to the bathroom to change out of his pajama pants. Comes out moments later, hair combed and teeth brushed.] "We good on taking a look at where the store used to be?"