IC; pre-intro for Ruby

[bitchester]

[it's rare that Sam lets himself vent off frustrations, and it's doubtful he's doing that as he slips deeper into the wooded area. but there's a gun in his hand all the same, a serious expression on his face as he watches a few mindless zombies go by (but he doesn't waste his bullets; he knows they're largely harmless by now).

he only stops his steps when he thinks he hears an irregular sound, turning quickly to see where it came from with the gun pointed in that direction. he doesn't say anything, eyes only searching for what caught his attention]

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[bitchester]

It's not like we meant to lose it, Ruby.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

It's not like you meant to lose the Colt either.

[bitchester]

Yeah—yeah, you're right.

The one who stole it is here. Bela. Apparently, she didn't make it to Hell.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

[she turns and starts walking, and she likes to pretend she knows where she's going]

In that case, it's my civic duty to make sure she experiences the closest thing while we're all having a reunion.

[bitchester]

No, Ruby. She's leaving us alone, we leave her alone. And after she leaves here? She hits the pit, where she's supposed to be. She can enjoy her run of luck, but eventually? It's gonna run out. Just like it should.

[is also following her]

And there's no way you know where you're going, unless you've got a nose for manipulative thieves.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

It'd be an upgrade from Jolly Green Giants who have apparently adopted kind of a nasty streak.

[she stops and crosses her arms again before turning to face him]

But alright. You got me. What do you want, a prize or something? Get in line.

[bitchester]

What do you expect? Isn't this what you wanted, anyway? Before you came back? Though I guess ... you always wanted it, didn't you?

I needed to change. So I did.

[bitchester]

[pauses and breathes out slowly]

And now we're stuck. I'd be happier to see you, but if an angel can get stuck here, we're outmatched. I don't know if you've tried to leave yet, but you can't.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

I noticed that I can't, thanks very much, Poindexter.

[she visibly tenses at the mention of angels, though she manages just to look more irritable before taking off again]

And I'm not getting pissed off about your sudden change in attitude. Just curious. A little bit amused. Kinda impressed. After all, the last time I saw you, you were balls deep in trying to get Dean's ass out of a contract. Slight difference from then to now.

[bitchester]

Yeah, well, when you try everything—

[there's enough rage in that voice there, she might even find it familiar from the day he screamed at her for her identity]

—the only thing you've got left is this. At least I know what needs to be done now.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

Stopping Lilith.

[she doesn't balk at that rage, just smirks]

At least now you've got the drive. Too bad about the goddamn location.

[bitchester]

The drive, but I won't do what's needed. Don't go there.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

It's a little hard to go anywhere in case you forgot.

[bitchester]

Funny.

[a beat]

The blood, Ruby.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

[another beat]

Gonna need a bit more.

[bitchester]

That wasn't your plan?

Back ... there, you gave me some of your blood. To beef me up a bit. It was only once, but it made me more powerful. You've—uh, you've been trying to get me to do it again.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

[this is the most awkward silence known to man]

Do I look like a fountain to you?

[bitchester]

[equally awkward silence]

No.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

That's what I thought.

[a step back in his direction, quieter now]

Does Dean know? You're still in one piece and you didn't mention me being dead on top of the torture thing, so I'm guessing no.

[bitchester]

No—no, he doesn't know. And he's not gonna know, because I stopped. Dean ... he couldn't even handle knowing that I was using my powers, if he knew I tried that ...

[shake of his head]

It, um. He won't find out. The Devil's here ... or was here, I don't know, but she knew, and so does this angel, Gabriel. The one from our world, Castiel, can't tell.

He can't find out.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

[her eyes actually widen a bit at the mention of Gabriel]

Wow, I'm glad you've made this transition easy. Hex bags better work here. I don't really feel like turning into a giant, angelic smear.

[bitchester]

That's if they bother you. They might not. It won't make a difference, anyway. You die, you come back, good as new.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

That completely negates the point of dying in the first place.

[bitchester]

Exactly. Which is why what was originally a hunt for me and Dean—only I left, and I don't remember that now—is just us being stuck here.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

And you dragged me down with you. Why is that not surprising?