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[visual, accidental | location: Spade's office]

Ruby looks worse for the wear, and exhausted. She's more than pissed off, demonstrated by her slumping violently into her office chair, and now she slams one of her drawers shut. She sits in silence for a minute or so, and just as she's realizing her folly (feeling strong emotions and giving the fucking hamsters a chance to make her embarrass herself over it) she's already swept up in it, moving to the window and parting the blinds to peer out like the creeper she is. Anyone watching on the tablet might see it turn black and white, just for her little performance.

♫"Taxon is bare
No gloom or mis'ry anywhere
Stormy weather
Just can't get my idiot Sam together
He's whining all the time
The time
He just whines all the time.

Since I got away
Lilith's been gunning for me
If Sam stays lame
Ol' Alistair will get me
All I do is stalk
Hope that Sam will let me
Knock his ass into shape."♫

She can't help it: Ruby turns dramatically away from the window to glide through the office toward the box of donuts she'd brought in (missing one jelly of course) to put coffee on the pot. There's a mirror above the little station that she finds herself singing to.

♫"I'll go on
Everything I had could be gone
Stormy weather
Got to make dear Sam get it together
Now he's better all the time
Getting better all the time."♫

Remember that mirror? Ruby doesn't like it, so she smacks it, uh, with her fist. Seven years bad luck? She's got centuries of it, this won't hurt her. Her hand bleeding, she turns around, gesticulating as she starts to get control of herself. Or, rather, realize what she's doing and look very unhappy about it.

♫"I walk around black hearted and pissed
Night comes around
And I'm still feeling-- well, a little better
Taxon's a reprieve
Giving my soulless corpse some hope
This sluggish thumping
Beatin and spattering
Drives me mad
Hope, hope, hope
That shit's just too much for me.

But I'll go on
It's not all so bad in Taxon
Stormy weather
If Sam doesn't get it together
It's torture for me, if I return
Stuck back in the pit for all time."♫

After she realizes she has now been done the favor of broadcasting this shit to everyone, she storms over to it and flings it out the window, shattering the glass and leaving the tablet to record the sky. Someone might hear her bitching about the motherfucking hamster aliens showing their god damned faces so she can rip their eyes out and feed them to them. And then the sound of a few more things breaking.

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Spade sticks his head out of his inner office. "I do hope I'm not the idiot Sam in question, angel." He is grinning, just a little, we're sorry to say. It fades when he sees her hand. "You okay?"

Ruby snarls a little and meets his grin with a glare. "Yeah, I'm rolling in fucking joy over here." She's also taking out her knife and jamming it angrily into the surface of her desk. It wiggles a little, but sticks.

"And no. You're not the idiot, lucky you."

Edited 2010-05-12 16:21 (UTC)

He comes out, fully now, and says, "So. What's eating you, then? A dope who stole my name?" Because given that everyone except the knights were from his future, he clearly had it first.

After a long silence where Ruby mulls over what to tell him, she decides parts of the truth wouldn't hurt. Ruby pours herself a cup of coffee (clean up can come later) and takes a quick sip. "He's the biggest pain in my ass and also? My only hope for survival, and that's if he lets me make him ready."

He comes over to her desk, actually listening at this point. "What's got your options for survival so narrow, then?" Because Taxon is annoying, but not overly hazardous, he assumes she means back where she came from.

"Well, I'm a traitorous bitch and pretty much everyone is gunning for me back home. When you fuck over your entire family for one man, you're pretty much signing your death warrant." It was more than she'd told anyone; certainly more than she allowed herself to confide in her Sam. She affects the old familiar flippant tone to mask some of her vulnerability on the subject.

"Depending on the family. But yeah. Betraying people tends to get 'em pretty hot and bothered." A beat. "Was he worth it?" It might be a little glib, but only to give her an out if she doesn't want to actually answer.

She appreciates the tone, not quite smiling but her face doesn't look quite so sour as when she started. "We'll have to see what he's capable of, first. If I bet on the right fucking horse."

A sigh. "And here, I don't have to worry about it. Not that it makes it much better; false hope is just as bad as the real deal."

"Maybe. So the horse you bet on, he's here too, I take it." He takes a drag from his cigarette. "I met a Sam - young guy, taller than me." Which doesn't happen that often, though it does occasionally.

"That's him, literal horse. I only go for the tall ones," she's smirking a little now at least.

"Hey, everyone's got a type, sweetheart. He gonna try and beat me up if I make a pass at you?" Flirting with Ruby has already gotten to be a habit, and Spade's considered more than flirting, but if he's going to have a giant guy with 15 less years and substantially more muscle going white knight on him, he may reconsider.

Spade is very good for Ruby's health. She kind of wishes her own Sam could be like him, but that would defeat the entire purpose of her little Antichrist. "Oh, if there's anyone you have to worry about, it's me. Sam's a fluffy puppy." White knight is accurate, though. "Plus. It's not like that, unfortunately."

"Unfortunately, huh. So will you beat me up if I make a pass at you?"

"Only if I really like you."

[ooc: i'm game for a threesome below; jump in after ruby!]

Sam catches Ruby's little song and dance on the tablet. Yeah he's a little pissy about the whole song but he's also worried. He knows Ruby and her idea of cleaning up a wound is to lick it and go on.

"What the hell was that?" Sam asks as he opens the door to the office. It's a public place. No knocking required. Besides he only knocks on the door to Ruby's house about half the time. Polite isn't the sort of relationship they have.

[ooc: Spade, feel free to pop in if you want. It's your office ;)]

She doesn't even turn around to address him. "Nothing, General Wetblanket. Just some fun handed down by our gracious fucking overlords."

Ruby might have a bit of a problem being seen at work. Especially while flirting with her boss. Well, the one that responds, anyway.

Spade looks up at Sam. "Well. Learn something every day. Didn't know until just now that you two even knew each other." He's only really had the one conversation with Sam. Still, it's funny, connections that turn up after the fact.

As for the outer door, it's almost always open. Had he tried to barge into the inner office, it might have taken a little more effort.

Ruby gets a glare and a "I am not--I came to--" then a huff while he stalks up behind her and reaches to grab her wrist. He wants to look at her knuckles.

"Hey Spade." His greeting to Sam is much more friendly. "Yeah, Ruby and I knew each other for a few months before we showed up here."

Possibly in a surprising twist of events, Ruby allows her hand to be manhandled, but she addresses Spade as well. Sam gets ignored. "Yeah, see, Sam's from my world tend to be little pussies like this one."

Okay so maybe she's baiting him. Call her petty, she won't deny it.

To Sam, Spade says, "Ah, well. Should have asked you for a reference then."

His eyes had flicked to where Sam grabbed her wrist but he doesn't say anything yet. If there's one thing Spade's learned, it's not to get between a girl and her "unfortunately not."

To Ruby, he says, "You two need anything? A minute alone? A doughnut?"

Ruby gets another glare. "Just making sure you don't have a reason to call bullshit when I kick your ass in training later," Sam scowls at her. Worry? Nope. Not him.

Sam turns his gaze to Spade and nods slightly. "Disinfectant and some bandaids. Pink Princess if you have them."

No the question wasn't directed to him. He's answering anyway.

Ruby finally pulls her wrist away from Sam, resisting just barely to smack him in the face with it. "You don't have to leave, boss. Sam's just cranky I couldn't keep my tunes about him a little quieter. And I don't need first aid."

The whole time she speaks, she's finally turned to glare right back at her Sam.

Edited 2010-05-12 18:25 (UTC)

"They make bandaids in 'pink princess' in your time? Christ, the world's going to hell." He doesn't get up from where he's leaning on the desk, but he says, "If you want 'em, there's a few in the bottom left drawer. Unless my new dame moved thing - ain't been beat up recently enough to know. But that's where my old secretary kept the patch-up kit."

Spade plans to stay and watch the fireworks if they come, but he also intends to remain a neutral no-man's land in the proceedings.

Oh there will probably be fireworks. At least Spade will see first how just how well his secretary can handle herself?

"Yeah. We've got cartoon characters on our bandaids," Sam says to Spade before he returns Ruby's glare. "Fine but we train today and you want my blood to make it better, you'll have to take it." He crosses his arms over his chest to make his point.

This is called concern. Or what passes for it with Ruby.

"Don't pretend like you understand how it works," she snaps at Sam. Her boss didn't really seem to care what she did as long as she showed up every day. That didn't mean she liked her business broadcast.

She smirks at Spade. "Yeah, and the princess ones are this idiot's favorite."

"No accounting for taste."

Which could apply to a lot of things here, really.

He ashes his cigarette into the ashtray he keeps on Ruby's desk, because even if she doesn't smoke, he finds it convenient. "Can't say it's what I'm gonna be spending my hard earned credits on, though."

"I don't even remotely understand how it works," Sam snaps back at Ruby.

"It was all the gas station had that day and I had to have something to close up the gash until I could get somewhere steady to sew," he makes an excuse for the princess bandaids then pauses.

"At least according to Dean."

There were probably all kinds of band aids in the gas station but Dean being Dean wanted to cover Sam in princess bandaids.

"He wishes he was one, actually." She says, a big smile on her face. Ruby gets up out of her chair and starts waving at Sam, pointing him toward the door. "Yeah, that's right you don't. So why don't you scamper on back to your other wholesome friends who don't get it either, Thumper." Because Bambi would be a compliment.

She can't glare any harder. "I'm sure Spade's got some big case he needs my attention on. All those files to see to."

"You could stop by every morning, kid, if you're going to make her this enthusiastic about filing."

While Ruby gets glared at, Spade gets a grin.

"You just have to know how to motivate her."

Pain. Lots of pain, Spade. Being her own personal Jesus Christ doesn't hurt.

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