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[likedillinger]

♬ Freaks - The Hawk in Paris

WHO || Dean Winchester, Rose, Damon, Archer, Helen, Wynn
WHAT || Doppelhunt 2014
WHERE || On the trail of Kyplena
WHEN || June 9th, onwards  [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

The first twenty-four hours of searching yielded no results, in the hunt for Elena and the escaped doppelganger Kyp.  Most consider it not worth keeping up the search when both of them are capable of vanishing into literally any crowd, but Wynn isn't so quick to give up.  To that end, he's hired monster hunter Dean Winchester to work with a special team in trying to track them down.  A few other Knights familiar with Elena are invited along to the mini briefing, where Wynn and Dean already wait.

Comments

[likedillinger]

[ dean crit failed at knowing what gps is. i don't know how that's even possible but then again... ]

GP what?

[daredtobelieve]

Oh for the love of- [Helen is already over this.]

Rose, give me that address again. [She will just smart phone this shit jfc.]

[isisagent]

[Archer leans forward, and looks awkwardly past Helen at Damon.]

Who should I be more concerned about navigating this shit show, the guy who doesn't know basic words, or the lady whose wardrobe is probably mostly power-suits?

[daredtobelieve]

I sincerely hope you aren't doubting my competency, Sir Sterling. [Helen shoots him a death glare (intimidate nat 20...)]

[likedillinger]

You wanna bitch about the driver, you can walk. [ STARTING UP THE CAR WHEEEE, he can at least... start driving out of here ]

[littledhampir]

[Blink. Blink.] You don't... [Okay no it's just too easy.

After a moment of gaping at Dean, Rose rattles off the address to Helen because she doesn't want to get on her bad side right now cause she's a little scary when she's pissed.]

[daredtobelieve]

[Helen punches the address in and has this shit on lock (navigate 32. fuck u, archer.)

She will rattle off directions to Dean periodically to keep them on track. Carry on with your conversations.]

[unforgivably]

I'd take basic words but, I was alive when Googlemaps wasn't a thing. Guy can navigate without a GPS. [ Even though - Helen is cheating. He eyes Archer's flask. ] Sharing is caring.

[isisagent]

Uh... Whatever. You go girl.

[Good god, what is Helen, even. Something about strong women strikes a chord with Archer - and not in a good way. She reminds him of his mother. He takes a deep drink from his flask, and nods and passes it to Damon.]

Sure, what the hell.

[likedillinger]

I sure as shit hope that's not O negative you're passing around back there.

[unforgivably]

Yep. Delicious, coagulated O negative.

[daredtobelieve]

[Rolling her eyes so hard at all of you.]

Must we do this for the entirety of our time together?

[children :| ]

We have a mission to focus on- in case you've forgotten. --Take this left.

[littledhampir]

Archer is an alcoholic, not a Vampire. [Kind of like you.]

[unforgivably]

What she said.

[ He takes a sip, offering it to Helen. What, you can drink and GPS ]

And while we're on the subject, just how did you clock me as a creature of the night?

[littledhampir]

[Glancing over her shoulder into the back seat.]

Because you make me feel like I'm going to throw up. [See. She wasn't actually being racist! Her stomach was.] I can sense Vampires.

[likedillinger]

Just vampires?

[isisagent]

Well... he's less of a prick than the blonde one. [B/C fuck you, Spike.]

I mean... Not that prick-ish-ness is like... I mean, that's not racist is it?

/everyone editing and deleting hi5

[littledhampir]

As far as I know? Don't really know how it works, it just does.

hi10

[unforgivably]

Are you racist?

Much Delete. Very Tag. So Retcon.

[isisagent]

Maybe? I can't be that racist. I mean... I'm sharing my Glengoolie Blue with you.

[likedillinger]

Real touching. Just don't make me do a hand check.

[unforgivably]

He's not my type.

[littledhampir]

[Not even sure what that's a check for but Rose crit-failed it so that joke went right over her head and it's written all over her face.

Bless.]

[isisagent]

Please. I'm Sterling Archer. I'm everyone's type.

[unforgivably]

[ I have to say how grateful Damon is there's no charisma check/will save happening. He will just look out the window past Helen. ]

Not mine.