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↓ 035 it won't go away

[Ruby had been in Anna's body for only two days, she had woken up and didn't recognize the new one though. Part of her had hoped two days would pass and it'd be over again, though now on the third day she's still this brunette, and she's still confused. She missed Sam's birthday, and now she just was tired of the game of musical hosts. In one way she was becoming more and more grateful for the body the castle had given her, but in other ways she was trying to figure out just why the hell the castle was doing this, in this manner]

[Sam]
[written]

Hey, sorry I missed your birthday. Congrats on not dying again.

Are you back in the castle yet?

[/Sam]

[after leaving the note for Sam, Ruby opted to just say to hell with it and has ventured down to the kitchen for something to eat. She'd go to town but she's not feeling very Spring has Sprung at the moment and the outdoors is like a freaking cartoon paradise]

Mmm... toast.

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[dictated, because he's too lazy to write at the moment]

Yeah, I'm back. Just got back yesterday.

[Ruby is making food so all you get in reply is a smiley face]

[chuckles]

I'm glad to be back.

[written between kitchen-things and before Don showed up]

I'm making --

Edited 2009-05-04 17:19 (UTC)

Having fun?

[less amused by the clown]

....Thanks.

[awww and hey she's got the AMAZING news from Don! so she can talk to him now!]

Aww you don't like the clown? [smirks] So I dropped out of Anna on your birthday, but I was freaked as to who I might be this time. Good news is apparently I'm some cop that Don knows. Officer Jessica Angell, which is funny since I told Victor my name was Jessica when I was in Casey - [pause]

Wow. This is going to be the most confusing loss ever.

[there's a looooooong pause on Sam's end, and the voice itself stops him dead in his tracks. because he knows this voice. when he finally does start speaking again, he's very quiet]

...Are you sure that's who you're in?

Pretty sure? I mean I'm in the kitchen, and Don came up and thought I was her right away.

[great and now you're making her paranoid]

Sam?

[there's the sound of the journal closing and a few minutes later Sam's in the kitchen, really, really hoping that he's wrong and she's in someone else, but when he sees her, he knows that he was right. stares at her for a moment, before actually speaking]

Madison.

[and Ruby turns around to look at him and she sees that look, oh and she knows that look, and that look is not called relief]

No... Jessica. [and as if repeating it will help] Don told me -- it's Jessica.

[Sorry, Ruby. No dice. He shook his head as he leaned in the doorway a bit, eyes down on the ground]

Madison Owens. She was this girl we met out on a case once. We thought a werewolf was stalking her and killing all the men in her life, but through the course of the case we -- [deep breath] -- we found out that she was actually the werewolf.

[oh... and she knows this story, not from Sam but from what she's learned over the time spent with them, before she was with them... she knows, and it kills her as she takes a step back away from him]

I'm -- I'm sorry Sam.

Not your fault. It's this fucking castle. [doesn't know whether he should be upset or pissed off, but suddenly he wants to drink again. this place really, really does hate him]

[she has no clue what to do now though, not for Sam at least. She chews on her bottom lip a bit trying to sort it out]

Should I... I mean you don't have to see me like this. [glances toward the doorway] I can go.

[looks up and shakes his head slightly] No, you were in the middle of something. I can go.

[pushes away from the door and starts to head back towards the elevator]

[crap! the pros and cons of this day went from having fun trying to arrest someone to breaking Sam into tiny Sammy pieces and she really hates this -- but after a few back and forth attempts of stopping herself and then heading after him, then turning back and really making it look like she was pacing oddly she threw the end of toast away, picked up her journal and went after him]

Sam - [bit of a jog but not really cause she does want to give him the opportunity to pretend he didn't hear her]

[turns around to face her, hands in his pockets]

Yeah?

[and now she has no clue what to say to him. Great.]

I don't know... I just I never see you. It's been almost two weeks and if this isn't the last one? If the next one is worse? I just I don't know.

[sighs a bit]

This isn't your fault, Ruby. There's only one way things can get worse, and I don't think the castle is even that low, so -- don't worry about it.

[a beat]

Maybe we should just -- stick with talking to each other over the journals for the time being. At least until it's over. Might be easier. [because he wants to see you too, Ruby, he just -- can't deal with some of them]

[nods and looks at the ground] No I get it.. I mean it's better I know now though.

Kinda glad I didn't just show up at the Inn going 'Who am I now?' on your birthday. [exhales and runs her hand through hair that isn't her own]

Alright, well... I'll talk to you I guess - or write to you. We can play hangman, or pictionary if you get bored.

[looks up and, gives her a small smile] I'd like that. And maybe the other ones will be better.

But -- I can't deal with her right now.

[laughs a bit] Let's not hope for others... but I get it.

I'll go - well away.

[nods a bit] I'm sorry, Ruby.

[kind of a half shrug with only one shoulder as she shakes it off]

It's not your fault either. I'll be fine. Apparently Don thinks I'm a cop friend of his, so there's that at least. Yeah - it'll be okay. [which is the best she can say now, but she glances to him again and then heads back to the kitchen for her toast]

[watches her go for a moment, before turning and heading back upstairs to his room]

[is wandering into the kitchen, sort of oblivious, but does a double take when he spots a familiar face]

Angell!?

[Ruby turns around and smiles]

Hey Don - [then pauses] where's your dog-thing?

[then pauses raising an eyebrow] What did you call me?

[pauses, looking at her hard for a moment]

Angell. Officer Jessica Angell. [a pause] Unless you're not, and this is just the castle screwing with me.

[laughs]

Oh this is great! [shakes her head] Here I was worried it was just picking people Sam knew. [looks at him] It's Ruby. I just have been treated to a world tour of other females the past few weeks. The first two were people Sam and Dean knew. Thank God it's not someone they know this time.

[PHEW! sigh of relief and she glances down to it] So I'm a cop? Cool.

[takes this, processes it, then shakes his head]

I guess they're just running through every person they can think of?

[shrugs] Got me, they had me in some demon Sam killed over a year ago first, then the vessel of a fallen angel. [goes back to her toast mmmm toast]

So this? This is a good thing. This is normal person not related to Sam and Dean. Plus? [kinda stoked] I'm a cop. I'm totally arresting someone now.

[laughs]

Just make sure people don't get the wrong idea when you do.

[thumbs up]

You got it. [mmmm toast!]

So how've you been?

[shrugs and goes back to getting what he came for]

Not bad. Better now that the sun's out again.

[nods and hops up on the counter]

Yeah tell me about it. I swear I'm never getting the smell of wet dog out of my room.

You and me both. We didn't go out all that often, cuz he hated it, but still -- it's disgusting.

Muddy pawprints on the couch that even the ghosts can't seem to get all of, and the wet dog smell is permanently in one of my pillows. I honestly think I'm just going to ask the castle for a whole new bed.

I'm thinking about stocking up in Febreeze in bulk, see if it helps any.

Well it's not like having them smell like grass is any better. Though, Oh! Did I tell you I finally named them? Hekyll and Jekyll. I figure close enough to each other that I don't have to worry about confusing them.

[grin] Nice. And to be honest, I don't mind the grassy smell so much. We don't get much of that back home, so it's nice to be able to smell nature without car exhaust on top of it.

Good point! Though the boys are on the road so much, backwater towns are usually the stopping point. I've seen so many open fields and barns over the year that I'm sort of happy for the overpopulation of this place.

[nods] It's a good mix of both. Enough people that you're not stuck with the ones who drive you crazy, but not so many that you get lost in the shuffle.

Oh but Don, the crazy ones are the entertaining ones!

[chuckles] That's what they tell me, and yet I just don't see it.

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