Ruby { not bitch } (
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paradisalost2009-04-23 02:32 pm
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↓ 032 well it could be worse... I could've woken up as Dean
[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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So your place or mine? [she looks like she's wanted to say that for about a decade]
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Is your room on the second or first floor?
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Sixteenth actually.
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Second floor, 218. [he's already walking to the door, lksdf]
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Well that is convenient.
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[and la la la ~ time skip to the second floor and hey look it's a room and there's a name on the door that says Grif and Simmons ... Ruby is wondering if she just got talked into an odd situation....]
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[ignore the nameplate, it means nothing >>;; NOTHING. Swinging open the door hastily]
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Hi! [bright chipper smile and a little wave to the other guy in the room]
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Good job fucktard, it was my room before it was yours. You just moved in.
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It's closer than my room.
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Hey Simmons, do us a favor and get lost for a few hours.
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So, ignoring that, where were we?
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You know, you can get the castle to build you a wall... separate rooms? Hell there are empties all over the castle, you can just move. [which she states as she 'moves' herself back over closer to him]
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Can I help?
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[notices the hand now, couldn't feel it, but definitely sees it
Oh, maybe she meant a different sort of help.]
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Well I could try to talk him into leaving, but I'm more interested in talking you out of this. [tap tap with her fingernails]
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Well now I know I've stopped your thought process. [watches him for a moment and hell is somewhat actually interested in how it all fits together]
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What? [getting back to removing the armor... he's probably doing this in record time.]
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Nothing at all. [leans over to unfasten the clasps to her heels since she wore them instead of her usual boots and is now a good three inches shorter in bare feet]
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