meme } { open rp post

[iluvroadrunner6]

It's pretty simple. This post is open. You can tag it with someone with a request or to be surprised, prompts optional (though if you leave it up to me it will probably be ridiculous), and let's have some fun. Muselist is HERE.

Have fun my dears.

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[imnot_likeyou]

"Actually I'd probably chop your head off first."

If that makes her feel any better.

"But I try not to hurt people who haven't hurt anyone else." It just seems easier that way, to not judge unless he has to - he gets enough of that in his life as it is.

[stranger_to_the_rain]

"I'd like to see you try," she sang softly, just barely audibly.

But enough of that.

There was a small, wooden box, mounted on a stand beside the closet. She opened it. With the clanging of metal against metal, she removed a second pendant, identical to the one she'd give Sam earlier in the night. "This is for your brother," she said, turning around and holding it out to him at arm's length. "You will both be welcome here, when you have need of our library or of our services. I would offer one to your angel as well, but somehow, I suspect he won't have nearly as hard of a time getting past my guards as you, most assuredly, would."

[imnot_likeyou]

Sam smirks ruefully about that, before reaching out to take the pendant from her, winding the cord around his hand before slipping it into his pocket so that he doesn't lose it.

"No, he'd ... probably be more comfortable sneaking his way in anyway." There's a beat. "I'm sorry if he does."

There's a few things that Cas still needs to learn about privacy and personal space.

[stranger_to_the_rain]

That earned a bit of a laugh from Artemis. "Yes. Well. Just tell him to pester the wet Malkavian, not the dry one."

She nodded her head toward the stairs and started to walk back up to the main floor, squishing in her wet jeans.

"Do let us know what becomes of Perth," she added, glancing over her shoulder at him. "While I trust your faith in him, he does seem...easily confused."

[imnot_likeyou]

"He's just ... strangely literal. When it comes to the supernatural, I wouldn't trust anyone else more."

He follows her back up to the main floor, cataloguing the last of the route to memory, before another awkward question comes to mind.

"Do you think I could get a ride back to my car?"

[stranger_to_the_rain]

"Follow me."

She led him out the front door. Some of the dhampir were fighting over the rules of a game of horse out on the driveway, under neath the basketball net. They all turned to watch as Artemis took a sharp right, along a stone path that went in a long, loping circle around the mansion proper.

Behind it, as it turned out, were several smaller buildings; one looked like a converted stable, another was a guest house with a turret, a third was a long, squat building with several garage doors. She made a line for the last of the buildings, opening up a small door to one side.

Inside were about fifteen cars, ranging from a hummer to a violet VW bug. A woman in a white, plastic jacket was rooting around, under the hood of a mustang. She seemed decidedly disinterested in whatever Artemis was doing there.

[imnot_likeyou]

Sam is just going to stare at the ... large fleet of vehicles they have at their disposal, wow. He almost doesn't even notice the woman in white until he turns around again, hanging back just behind Artemis and waiting for her to take the lead.

[stranger_to_the_rain]

Artemis beckoned the woman over with two fingers. "Liza. Find Jonas. Our friend Mister Winchester is going to need a lift back to town."

It seemed that no one really questioned Artemis in this place. Immediately, Liza nodded and took off, out one of the side doors.

"Hummer or the corvette?"

[imnot_likeyou]

"Corvette is fine." The Hummer was way too big to what he needed, and while the Corvette was probably fancier than he needed, it was at least smaller. "Thank you."

[stranger_to_the_rain]

She smirked a little bit. American men were always funny when it came to cars. Sometimes, when the other members of the Order forced her to take a night off, she would sit by the window of a diner, overlooking the parking lot. She liked to watch the nightly rituals that came with men examining each other's vehicles.

And as though he heard her thoughts, a young man with a ponytale appeared in the doorway.

"The corvette, Jonas. Please give my friend here a ride where ever he wishes to go."

Jonas nodded, immediately making a line for the car.

Artemis turned to Sam, holding out a hand. "Until we meet again, Mister Winchester."

[imnot_likeyou]

Sam turns towards her and shakes her hand firmly with a nod. "When I hear back from Cas, I'll give you a call." And with that parting thought, he'll take a step back and head over to the car.

[stranger_to_the_rain]

Artemis folded her arms, watching him go. "I'll hold you to that," she murmured under her breath.