↓ 032 well it could be worse... I could've woken up as Dean

[sent_farfaraway]

[so Ruby woke up, pushed dark brown - nearly black hair out of her eyes and promptly panicked. Then after a bit of that, she realized it was just some crazy loss and at least she hadn't been pushed into that shorter -- bitchier -- body. Ruby didn't recognize herself though since at the time this demon popped onto the scene she had been helping Bobby fix the Colt... as far as she can tell this is just excellent timing... since she wasn't really feeling like herself anyway. Tight jeans, push-up bra and a red low-cut top later and she's milling about the castle slightly relieved to be in cognito for a little bit]


[ooc: loss start]

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[sent_farfaraway]

Oh... one of those sort of battles. Well that bites.

So are there many of you here? The Red Army guys?

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

No kidding.

Right now just me, Simmons and Donut. There are three blues here too, and some freelancers.

[sent_farfaraway]

Even odds? That's nice, I take it the freelancers are trouble? They usually are the ones you can't rely on in my field at least. The ones that consider themselves "specialists" are tricky.

[encryptedlock]

[...Is the infiltration specialist Freelancer spying on you? Maybe.]

[sent_farfaraway]

[oh ho ho- Uriel was a "Specialist" so she's got an opinion on that term]

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

Some of them, I'm pretty sure all of them are biased in favor of the blues. Which kind of sucks, because even if the blues can't fight at all, the freelancers can.

[sent_farfaraway]

[pouts] That doesn't seem fair. So do you guys fight here? Or is this neutral territory...

[oh and hey! drinks are here yay! sips at hers through the straw]

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

Neutral. There's no way in hell I'm bothering with them here.

[Taking the drink, but not... drinking. Drinking means taking off his helmet, unless he wants to defy logic like the rest of the rvbers, plus the drink will just become water anyway, so to distract her...]

What about you?

[encryptedlock]

[He snorts; way to be grateful, Grif. Freelancer totally saved your ass from that T. Rex.]

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

[he mostly meant Wash and Tex? D:]

[sent_farfaraway]

[stirs the straw around the drink a bit before taking another sip]

Neutral is good, I mean letting things lie where they are is always the smart thing to do. It's not like it'll really do anything in the long run. People come, they go, they forget, they remember. It's too much of a hassle.

Me? I like to try and keep up. It seems the only thing to do in this place is watch other people screw up their lives. It's my new favorite hobby.

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

I have no idea exactly what you meant by that, but it sounded kind of fucking creepy. [pause pause pause... and here is when Grif shows his relation to his sister] And yet, creepily hot from a chick like you.

[sent_farfaraway]

[laughs and takes another sip of her drink which she now does with a bit more of that whole seductive angle since well being told she's hot is a lovely pick me up]

The castle puts people out of their element. No rules, no real consequences the have to face back home, so some of them do whatever they want. Which in general doesn't always work out for the best. They also forget to filter things in the journals.

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

[Is it getting weirdly hot in this thermal regulated armor? Maybe a little. It's officially, Grif's died and gone to heaven, or in this case, hell]

Yeah, no kidding. I learned that one my first day here.

[sent_farfaraway]

[nods and more drinking of the drink]

So do you just like to hold the drink? Recovering alcoholic maybe?

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

Nah, it's fine.

[and defying all logic, without taking off his helmet he tosses the drink back, and it somehow works. And yep, the drink became water... again... internal sigh]

[sent_farfaraway]

[yeah... that was crazy]

Do you ever take the helmet off?

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

Sure, all the time. Why?

[sent_farfaraway]

Just seems you don't want to let me see what you look like is all. There's all tell but no show.

[pouts a bit trying to play it for all that it's worth]

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

[hesitant, it's not like he's the best looking guy in the world. Especially in a castle full of ridiculously good looking guys]

Is it even importantly?

[sent_farfaraway]

[shrugs and again there go her breasts since she's figured out she can shrug her shoulders forward more than up just to make it more effective]

Not really, I'm just exceptionally curious is all. Trust me out of all the people here you're sitting with one of the few girls that actually knows that the outside most times doesn't even matter.

[encryptedlock]

[Now, because he's totally been listening in on your conversation, York calls out from nearby.]

Grif's not bad-looking under all that.

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

[you know, every time you do that, you're going to lose Grif's focus on what you're saying for a moment D: Just so you know]

It's not like--

[stopping because he didn't expect to hear York's voice all of the sudden, and turning around to look at him]

When did you get here?

((OOC. Because I didn't notice this when replying from my email XDDD changing what I had now))

[encryptedlock]

Well before your did, Grif. Saw you two walk in. Kinda hard to miss the orange armor, you know.

[He looks over at Ruby, then turns back to Grif and slaps him on the shoulder.]

Nice catch. Guess I should leave you two alone, hmm?

[newleveloflazy.livejournal.com]

[sweet, someone really did see him on a date with this hot girl! Glancing around to see if there are any others around too. The more that see this, the better. That's right, fuckers, he's on the date, not you guys. Suck it.]

I won't stop you.