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[ leaning back into the chair on the deck. Eyes on the sky and she inhaled quickly. Fuck this place. It's like she was randomly thrown into a stupid place and there was no way to leave. So she set herself up a small home and that was about that. There were rivers everywhere-- trees everywhere too. Surrounding this little village.

Fuck this place. Fuck it and the horse she rode in on into it.

Her hand gripped the beer and she lifted and downed a third in a quick chug before standing up and heading into the town properly, not realizing she just ran into someone until, well, she was on the ground. ]

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[What the hell was he even doing here? Sure he was good with investigations but this wasn't really HIS JOB. This village did seem kinda screwed as far as police went though so if he was the closest thing...well, beggars can't be choosers. Not like he could LEAVE this place. Which was part of the reason he was even out and about. He wanted to figure out WHY and HOW he could get out of this town.

Something supernatural had to be afoot!

He was scouting around the outskirts of town when he just happened through the wrong yard at the wrong time and collided with someone coming around a corner. He stumbled, then turned his eyes down to the fallen lady.

Oh. Whoops.] Jeeze, sorry about that.

[He'd just go ahead and offer her a hand up.]

[ she squawks and then glanced at her beer, well, no use trying to finish what was split on the ground. The man she ran into offered her his hand and almost automatically she grabbed it and let him help her up. Eyebrows furrowed and she tilted her head to the side slightly. ]

Not a problem, should've been watching where I go. [ she nods and looks around briefly, tossing the bottle towards a garbage can, smirking when it got in. ] You okay? I hope I didn't get any beer on you.

[And he picks her up easily enough, making sure she got on her feet well.]

Oh yeah, I'm fine. [He scratches the back of his head slightly feeling a little strange she asked him if he were alright. It's not like she was wearing full plate armor or anything. He wasn't THAT unmanly was he?] You okay?

[He watches her discard the beer and stares at the wet spot on the ground for a moment before finally looking himself over.]

Uh... nope. But, how bout I buy you another beer? [Considering he made you spill yours, it was only to be polite, but he'd be lying if he wasn't hoping for more. Company mostly, it's been a while since he met a pretty woman he could be interest in. Ever since certain things his Libido hadn't been going nearly as hog wild as before. It wasn't GONE at all but his mojo wasn't what it used to be. Hell SAM was getting more tail than him. But really he'd be happy to hang with her and buy a few rounds.]

[ she can't help but smile slightly, her eyebrow raises and she shakes her head.

Cute. Asking to replace her beer. She shakes her head and laughs quietly this time. Putting a hand on her hip and tilting her head to the side. Almost thinking it over as she watched his face carefully.

Dean, was it? She could remember him vaguely from the 'games' earlier, but that shit was blurry and all that really mattered in her head was getting completely smashed and forget that she was here for a while. ]

Shouldn't you introduce yourself before offering to buy a girl a drink? You're Dean, right? I'm Ace. There, now we can go. You know a place? If not, I definitely know one. [ she grabbed his arm and went off in one direction, hips a-swaying. ]

Uh, yeah, that's right. So you-- [And with that he was being dragged off.]

Wherever you're taking me is fine. [Cause at this point he really didn't see a choice in the matter. A bar is a bar in a town like this.]

[ She knows she yanked him in a random direction and that's never cool -- or polite, but beer... it was honestly the first thing on her head. To get drunk and not remember that she wasn't surrounded by the ocean anymore.

It doesn't take her long to bring him to a backwater bar -- something you'd expect from a small town like this or even just a truck stop bar. She releases him and heads in, leaning into the older bartender, winking and making a motion for two beers -- the bar tender already knows what she wants. She's come in here every time after one of the stupid games and ordered the same thing -- they've worked out a deal. She barbacks, sometimes throws disorderly bastards out and gives some live shows with the band -- and she gets free beer all night and every night.

She has no problems with that -- the gutiar isn't the one she's used to playing but it's still do-able. Not like she was going to end up getting the one that even meant anything back. That was back on her world. Probably at the bottom of the ocean -- right next to the marine fold. A sailors death for a guitar given to her by the one person who understood her need for music.

But this wasn't the time to think about that, instead she motions to Dean and then to the Bartender. She leans in to whisper into the big scruffy bartender's ear, letting him know that Dean was on her tab, and the bar tender just nods. ]

Yeah, I know you said you'd buy me a drink -- [ she calls over to Dean. ] But I think I'd rather buy you one.

[ It's then she sits with her back against the bar and legs crossed, beer in one hand and watches the small crowd of barely legal floozies and old country men dancing, chuckling to herself.

Company.

She needed it, she guessed, it's why she latched onto Dean so easily. She's not sure if she should apologize to him now or later.

Or at all. ]

[It's just been awhile since a girl he just ran into--literally--was this eager to drag him off for drinks. Usually it took a little more schmoozing for them to agree to let him buy a beer. Not that this was a bad thing! It was really kind of refreshing.

He saunters on over to join her as she talks to the old bartender, and just like that his chance at being a gentleman goes out the window. Not that he's complaining much, free booze is always welcome. There wasn't much wrong with a woman treating a man after all. He'd take it as a compliment.]

Man, remind me to accidentally knock more girls over, if it means I'll get free drinks out of it. Y'sure you didn't hit your head? [He's pretty sure most girls would demand some sort of compensation if he knocked their asses to the ground. Or just the fact that this girl apparently liked him enough. Which was... again, odd, cause it usually took more work than this.

... she wasn't a demon or something right? Shit he forgot to check... maybe he should slip some holy water into her booze, man... CRAP No. He wasn't Sammy. ]

Very sure. [ she replies with a shrug. She doesn't know how to go into it to say she was lonely and maybe he was the first guy around her age that she had seen and that was ... well, someone she could see herself drinking with. It helped he was pretty cute. ] To be honest -- ah, I think I dragged you here 'cause you're the first person I've seen around my age that looks like they'd be into drinking and be an interesting drunk.

... oh. [Well that... was kind of a blow to his freshly inflated ego but, well, maybe he should of expected something like that. Yeah, it was pretty typical really.]

Heh, yeah I guess I am. [Though to be quite honest it'd been a while since he was good and drunk. Drinking his beer.]

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Fuck. Watch it.

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Sis. Sup.

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Five o'clock somewhere.

[ her eyebrow raised, before she knew what was happening, she looked up and saw Dave. A grin spread across her face and she yanked the younger down and gave him a giant hug, careful not to drip the beer onto the blond. ]

Hey Dave. [ instant scritches for dave and snuggles too. ]

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Watch the 'do. [ ] No people out. Probably cowering from the crime rats. Spreading fear like the bubonic fucking plague.

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[ she snorts quietly and inches closer, scritching his head more and more. ]

It's no biggy, if anyone tries to come near, I'll set them on fire. [ but soon she stops and gets up slowly. ] You hungry, Dave? I know a good place with awesome pie. And cheesecake. And basically anything else.

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Yeah. Cool. Go Krakatoa on their asses. That'd be subtle.

[ ] Bet they have choice apple pie. Got all the Grannies in the fucking village donating the pastries they leave on their windowsills.

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[ she moved fast, yanking Dave in close and wrapping her arm around his shoulders. ] Oh definitely. On me, got it? [ she laughs quietly and tugs him along, ruffling his hair and laughing. ]

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Not gonna refuse free food. That'd be like turning down lotto six forty-nine. [ ] Yo, hands off the merch-

[ ] That's it I'm guessing.

[ she only smiles and grins more at him, nodding a bit. ] Yeah. totally is. Go in grab a seat, I'll go order some crap? [ she shoved him through the door and moved to go order... a lot of things. Most of them deserts for Dave to try. Glad she basically ended up being the one to show him the most amazing desserts in the world. ]

Woah. []

Choice deal. [ ]

[ she was lucky to know the owner -- the man who owned the bar's wife owned the diner -- small town and all. She assumed that the guy decided to send her over here for pie and shit just so the cute girl would keep coming back and not end up underfed or something.

Ace wasn't complaining, free food was always welcome.

She comes to the booth with two rootbeer floats, setting one in front of Dave. ] I just assumed, sorry.

[Pulls her back by the straps and grins. Oh so devious. Flirting with himself, Ace you cheater.]

Hey, hot stuff.

Hey there Handsome. [ whines quietly and then shoves herself backwards, plastering her back against his chest. ] Someone's needy.

Oh yeah? [Wraps his arms around her neck.] Exactly how needy?

Obviously needy enough to grab an unprotected woman. [ CHUCKLES DARKLY and leans her arms around his. ]

[Kisses her cheek.] I want what I like.

[ Tilts her mouth up slightly. ] You missed Handsome. My mouth's [ smacks her lips. ] Right here.

Oh. You also owe me a beer. [ rolls back against. ]

My bad. [Kisses her hard. And let's his hand slide down her back, stopping just above her ass.

He mumbled something in the kiss. Probably a yes to getting her a beer.]

[ she smirks slightly, leaning her head back and pulling away. ] Onwards. To beer. [ she wiggles away, hips swaying as she moves forwards, shorts going lower on hips as she shoves hands into her pocket. ] I know a nice place, free beer for you 'n' me as long as I barback or bounce for 'em. [ The guitar thing could wait. ]

Sounds good. [He smirks.] Oh yeah? Though I'd like to be the only one to see that, free beer is always good.

Eh? Wai-- Oh jeez, mind outta the gutter. [ even though she knew he'd be in there. so would she. ] Throw out scrappers and people getting ready to fight. [ snooorts and slows down a bit knocking her arm into his. ] Don't think just 'cause I'm a woman means I'm weaker than your sorry ass. [ she tosses him a smirk. ] I bet I could put you in your place faster than you could say 'Pops'.

[He laughs. Oh she's so cute....]

Oi oi! I never said you were weaker! If you're me, we're probably at the same amount of strength.

[ damn right she's cute, she shaking her head though and shrugging. ]

I'unno... You might just be a pretty face. [ she's teasing, she has no doubt they're probably even, but there's no intention of actually finding out. ]

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ignore the WTF I just wanted the expression

yeah xD i figured!

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Dave: Greet a familiar face

:D!

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