open ♔ valentine's day

[romanticidal]

♬ Careless Whisper - George Michael

WHO || Anyone and their special someone [Closed]
WHAT || Various Valentine's Day activities
WHERE ||Anywhere
WHEN || Feb 14th, 2016
HOW || Actionspam or Prose

[ It's Valentine's Day! ( aka Singles Awareness Day )  Assume that all missions that are posted already are going out after this. ♥ ]

Comments

[rituals]

They're missing all the fun bits in that form.

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo snorts a laugh. She hadn't really meant that kind of fun. She had been leaning more toward the general sort of fun. Like enjoyable and amusing.]

Well, I didn't mean any sort of fun that I'd be partaking in. I don't think I ever would think about Castiel that way. Glowing or not.

[rituals]

Best for you, or you'd be in for disappointment. A banishable offense, as they say.

[huntersdaughter]

[Her eyebrows lift. Banishable?]

That seems harsh. [a beat]

Who taught you all their rules and regulations?

[rituals]

That would be telling, wouldn't it? [ the cheeky look doesn't last forever, though ] Let's just say I've had a lot of run-ins with both sides. And spent some time in the Nine myself.

[huntersdaughter]

[It takes her a moment to link the reference to the Nine to the Nine Circles of Hell... at least, that's what she's assuming he's referencing. (knowledge arcane 24)]

Spent some time? [She furrows her brow at him, looking with concern rather than disbelief. She imagines that he wouldn't lie about that, because who would, but the way he says it -- it's almost like it's a casual thing. Considering what she knows that place can do to a person, she's wondering how different Hell is here than it was back home.]

You make it sound like a vacation spot.

[rituals]

Some parts are a bit more hospitable than others. Which isn't saying much of anything, given that all of it's Hell.

[huntersdaughter]

[She wonders how often he has conversations like this. To just chat about hell and angels.]

I bet they have an awful postcard selection.

[rituals]

Never been to Dis then, I see. [ is he joking??? who knows ] I've dealt with plenty of blighters on both sides in my time. And don't trust a single one of 'em.

[huntersdaughter]

[She hasn't been, but she also doesn't feel like that was a question he was really asking her.]

Trust issues? I never would have guessed.

[rituals]

The only person worth trusting is yourself, and that's questionable in my case.

[huntersdaughter]

[Jo regards him for a moment and a little bit of familiarity clicks into place. It's the same sort of thing she thinks she could easily hear slip from Dean. All the things he's done, seen -- she knows that he might say that he trusts Sam, but in the end he's going to do whatever he needs to do - on his own - to make sure that his family is safe.

Jo doesn't judge the statement or try to coax him into believing something else. Truthfully, she doesn't know this guy. She followed him home from the pizza place - which in any other context would have ended in a different way. Instead, she didn't trust him and her curiosity got the better of her.]

Self-awareness has to count for something, at least.

[rituals]

Oh, I'm full of that one, at least.

[huntersdaughter]

[She lifts an eyebrow, amused at his remark.]

Well, if you're going to be full of something - that's not a bad place to start. My mom would tell me I had more stubborn in me than I knew what to do with. I'm still deciding if that's a bad thing or not.

[rituals]

Way I see it, stubbornness can save a life more often than lose it.

[huntersdaughter]

Well, if my mom turns up, I'll be sure to see that she finds you and you can tell her that.

[She says that, but then has a moment of realization that she's offering to introduce her mom to this guy she randomly met... stalked?... either way, thankfully her mom isn't here.

At least, not that she'd been able to find.]

[rituals]

You seem spirited enough to tell her yourself.

[huntersdaughter]

[She squints at him, in one of those glances like "Yeah, but you don't know my mom." sort of ways. She knows that she won't really find him to turn into that brat, waving her finger, trying to insist that someone else agrees with her.

She feels like she's left that side of her behind with the rest of it.]

'Spirited enough.'

Just how much spirit is enough? [She's teasing, of course, but mostly to get herself off of thinking about her mother.]

So what plans have I interrupted so far for you today? I mean, you didn't plan on spending your afternoon with spirited company and you don't seem like the type to actually care about the holiday today, but I also don't see you putting on some sweatpants and eating Fritos out of the bag for the rest of the day, either.

[rituals]

Trying to help out a friend, that's all. Summoning a few spirits who might point me in the right direction.

[huntersdaughter]

[She takes a sip of her drink.]

See all that vagueness is just making me more curious.

[rituals]

A mess with Greek gods, if that helps.

[huntersdaughter]

[Her hand lifts and she gestures with her fingers for a little amount.]

Do you want help? I can postpone my pizza, Fritos, and sweatpants.

[rituals]

Helping me usually doesn't end well for the helpers.

[huntersdaughter]

How bad is your track record?

[rituals]

[ he gives a humorless snort ] Let's just say, I'm not the horse to bet on.