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]

When Dean was gone, we were together.

So ... that kind of supervision.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

[there's a beat, and then she laughs]

Supervision's definitely the right word to be using. I'm sure you need all the help you can get.

[bitchester]

I don't think I needed any help.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

No hand-holding? Flow charts? I know there was research involved. You might have a little bite, but you're still the same old schmoop underneath it.

[bitchester]

We, um. We didn't really have time for research.

[bitchester]

[there's a pause, before he takes a step toward her, hands placed on both sides of her head, and then he kisses her.

it's proving a point, at any rate]

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

[and her shoving him hard enough to send herself stumbling back a few paces is also proving a point, though it's a little lost in translation as she licks her lips]

Don't hurt yourself.

[bitchester]

I didn't expect that to go any better.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

But you still did it. Good, ol' Winchester perseverance.

[bitchester]

You stick with me.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

You are my winning pony.

[bitchester]

After ... after what we discussed, the pony comparison is a little—

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

Consider this the only time a riding joke is going to get made without someone losing their head.

[bitchester]

I'll remember that.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

Good.

[another pause as she... stares at him]

Where are the diners?

[bitchester]

There aren't any, but the—uh, Mess Hall. You can get fries there. Except on Tuesdays.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

Don't you have a ball and chain to be getting back to?

[bitchester]

Can you find it all right?

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

I found you, didn't I?

[bitchester]

And when it comes to French fries, you can probably find them easier than me.

Yeah, I'm going. Might as well tell Dean you're here.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

Then I'll find a blunt, heavy object next.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

See you around, Sam.

[bitchester]

Yeah, see you, Ruby.

[plainlyheretics.livejournal.com]

[like she came, Ruby is there one minute and gone the second he looks away]