Dean Winchester (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
hasperkynipples) wrote2008-07-28 02:00 am
hasperkynipples) wrote2008-07-28 02:00 am
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The Dude With My Face - RP for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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Seattle wasn't exactly his idea of a vacation, but it was certainly his kind of place. A little seedy, a little crowded, it was the ideal place to blend in and take in the sights. More to the end of blending in was Dean's concern, he was just looking to get in, get the job done and get out. Maybe see the sights afterwards.
He heard there was this fantastic strip club...
Anyway, the job. Apparently there were rumors of these "people" running around with superhuman strength and every civilian indicator that this was a bit more than just some people who'd been eating their Wheaties. In fact, it screamed "demon" in his mind, and he was looking to check it out and see what was going on. Maybe a nest from the hell gate that had popped open, the gate he was responsible for. And if that was the case, he was going to send every one of their sorry asses back to hell if it was the last thing he did.
He had gotten lucky on this one. He managed to witness something about out of the ordinary when he was just wandering around, looking for the nearest bar so he could get some local information, when he caught some chick fleecing down a guy probably twice her size, and the guy wasn't looking amused, or even calm -- in fact, he was looking a bit worried. And a guy that size didn't just get worried. Until he was thrown about fifteen feet towards the back of the alley and collided with the chain link fence. Then Dean was a bit more aware of the reason why this guy was looking particularly bothered.
After double checking on the guy to make sure he was alright, he started tailing the girl from a slight distance. If he could stay out of sight for long enough, she might just take him back to the rest of them, and then he could blow through and exorcise them all later. Because really, he was just that damn good.
He heard there was this fantastic strip club...
Anyway, the job. Apparently there were rumors of these "people" running around with superhuman strength and every civilian indicator that this was a bit more than just some people who'd been eating their Wheaties. In fact, it screamed "demon" in his mind, and he was looking to check it out and see what was going on. Maybe a nest from the hell gate that had popped open, the gate he was responsible for. And if that was the case, he was going to send every one of their sorry asses back to hell if it was the last thing he did.
He had gotten lucky on this one. He managed to witness something about out of the ordinary when he was just wandering around, looking for the nearest bar so he could get some local information, when he caught some chick fleecing down a guy probably twice her size, and the guy wasn't looking amused, or even calm -- in fact, he was looking a bit worried. And a guy that size didn't just get worried. Until he was thrown about fifteen feet towards the back of the alley and collided with the chain link fence. Then Dean was a bit more aware of the reason why this guy was looking particularly bothered.
After double checking on the guy to make sure he was alright, he started tailing the girl from a slight distance. If he could stay out of sight for long enough, she might just take him back to the rest of them, and then he could blow through and exorcise them all later. Because really, he was just that damn good.