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! ♥]]

Comments

[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?"