015: [holo] [location: Sunnydale Cemetary] Yellow Fever

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Accidental posts seem to be all the rage for Dean these days.

This time, he's sitting outside, lounging on the back section of his Impala. His expression is a bit tense, like he's uneasy about something, and every once in a while he scratches at his arm, which are turning a bright red color. Maybe there's something on his mind?

Or maybe he's got this weird suspicion that any second now, something nasty things are going to pop out of gravestones in that cemetery he's parked in front of.


[[ooc: Glitch start! ♥]]

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[location: Sunnydale Cemetery]

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

AUGH JESUS. Or, y'know, not Jesus, considering who Ruby is, but the idea behind it remains the same. Dean jumps about six feet in the air and then turns to look at Ruby with a slightly panicked expression.

The moment he realizes it's her, his expression shifts, and he's trying to at least look like he's irritated instead of listening to his heart pound in his ears.

"Not exactly. Only undead thing I've seen so far is a vampire I'm not allowed to kill." Grumble grumble.

[omnomfries.livejournal.com]

That ... was definitely an interesting reaction. Though the panicked expression - yes Dean, she caught that before the cunning attempt at changing it - has her thinking.

This requires further investigation of course.

"And you're not allowed to kill it becaaause there's some sort of 'no vampire killing' ordinance?"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

"Because apparently he's a good vampire who drinks pig's blood," Dean recites dully. He doesn't like that rule. Vampires are vampires, and they eat people. End of story. Ignoring that one time with that one Lenore chick.

[omnomfries.livejournal.com]

"He told you that himself?" She makes a mental note to see about either outright meeting this vampire or at least getting a look at him. Genuine 'good' vampires are so rare. They're almost like freakshow exhibits.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

"Apparently he made some big announcement to Taxon about how he wasn't evil and how people trying to hunt him were gonna get their asses kicked." Notice how he omits the 'too' from the end of that sentence.

Also, scratch scratch his arm.

[omnomfries.livejournal.com]

"And everyone just believed him? No proof necessary?" What a bunch of dumbasses. And another reason why she needed to see for herself.

As there isn't too much going on around a cemetery she actually noticed his scratching. It's a bit annoying in the quietness and she's about to say something when she notices how his arm looks.

"Your skin starts coming off I'm not cleaning it up."

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

"Hell, I dunno. I didn't stick around to listen for people's arguments." Dean shrugs.

It's getting more than just a little red, but Dean barely notices until she mentions it. But he can't stop, because it itches.

"Yeah, well, if yours falls off, I'm not cleaning it up either." Dean shoots back, and he's... trying to make a comeback about her meatsuit condition but it doesn't come out right.

[omnomfries.livejournal.com]

Well damn. Guess she's not getting much else out of him about the rogue vampire.

"Mine won't 'fall off'. First, I moisturize. Second, I'm not clawing at my skin like I got up close and personal with some poison ivy."

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

"I'm not clawing at it. It itches." Dean protests, slightly panicky. Hoo. Calm down, Dean, breathe. He takes a deep breath and rolls down his sleeves to avoid scratching as much as possible.

"What are you doing around here, anyway? Looking for someone to terrorize?"

[omnomfries.livejournal.com]

"Looks like clawing." She's so not helping.

"Can't a girl just take a walk? Explore the prison ... I mean city?" she asks, voice all falsely innocent sounding.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

No, she's really not.

"Uh, yeah, I guess so." Dean raises an eyebrow. "You see anything worth talking about around here?"

[omnomfries.livejournal.com]

Just as planned.

"Aside from the city layout and architecture matching a la Dali? Or the weird, not-quite zombie people? Eh, no not really."

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Terrible.

"The weird zombie people freak me out." Dean replies. Y'know, like that differentiates them from everything else right now. Everything freaks him out.

[omnomfries.livejournal.com]

Hello. Demon here.

"Seriously?" Sure they're weird, creepy, and pretty boring when it comes to conversations lasting more than one minute. But she's obviously been around scarier.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

True.

Dean nods. However, since Dean is currently afraid of his own shadow, it is probably best to take whatever he says with a grain of salt.

[omnomfries.livejournal.com]

Ruby's demonic senses are tingling. There is a disturbance in the Force. Basically something is clearly up with Dean.

"Something get you in the cemetery?" Valid theory.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Disturbance in the Force is right. Dean's gaze flicks back to hers, and he scowls at her.

"No," he replies, like it's obvious. "It's just creepy in there, okay?"

[omnomfries.livejournal.com]

"Creepy?" Creepy?!

"Hunters practically live in those things. Remember - it has to do with torching bastards." She's wondering why people don't stay their normal annoying selves in this Taxon cave place.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Creepy!

"Yeah, I remember. Shut up," Dean grumbles back, glaring. "They just bother me, alright? Jeeze."

[omnomfries.livejournal.com]

Sigh.

"Bit late to have it all bother you now isn't it?"