A Pleasant Distraction

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A Pleasant Distraction Feb 6, 2015 16:58:47 GMT -5

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Leah had just got into town after finding out the Leviathans, one of which she almost got recently, were there. The Leviathans were a different species, one of which she had never thought to exist though she knew better than to be surprised by new species since there always seemed to be new ones that she heard of. The only thing was, there was nothing in the books about how to kill them which was unbelievable. If she had to, she would find some way to lock one up and torture them until they either gave in and told her or until she found out herself, through the torture, how to kill them. She was a hunter, it's what she did and she didn't care if she died in the process.

After she was done settling into her hotel room, she decided to go to the bar for some drinks. She could definitely use some kind of distraction from her mind and the distraction was always either hunting or getting drunk, possibly leading to a fun night with some random guy. She didn't like thinking about her past or talking about it even. It was nothing but a bad memory, all her family dying, one after the other.

So, she took a quick shower, slipping on her form fitting black tank top, tight black jeans and black boots, her hair down in curls and grabbed her keys and jumped into her car, driving to the nearest bar in town and parked in front of the building, getting out as she made her way to the door. She looked around the bar, at all the people there before finally taking a seat at the end, smiling up at the bartender as he approached "get me a vodka cutie" she ordered then tapped her fingernails on the counter, looking around the bar for someone that could help get her mind off of things.

Dean Winchester

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A Pleasant Distraction Feb 6, 2015 17:29:58 GMT -5

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Dean sat leaning forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his knees, propping his chin on his fists, staring at Sam, who was sleeping. Again. It seemed like all he'd done since the wall came crashing down in his head was sleep. Dean supposed that was a better alternative than when he was awake, shouting at invisible Satan. Dean passed a hand over his face, rubbing wearily at his eyes. "Dean, I think maybe you should get out for awhile" Bobby suggested from behind him at the rickety kitchen table where he was researching Leviathans for about the hundredth time. Dean couldn't deny that some fresh air would do wonders for him, but Sam might wake up. "I'll keep an eye on him" Bobby promised without Dean needing to say a word. His concern was pretty transparent.

"Alright" he finally agreed with a sigh, rising to his feet. "Call me when he wakes up." There was no question about him not waking up. It was just a question of what shape he'd be in when he finally woke.
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Dean pushed open the door of the closest bar, inhaling the familiar smells and feeling himself relax almost immediately. This was his turf. He felt at home in this kind of environment. Always had. And right now, what with the mountains of crap that were piling up in his life ((Sam, Cas being dead, leviathan, Sam, and Sam...just to name a few)), this was just what he needed. Sliding onto a stool at the end of the bar next to a curly haired brunette who'd just ordered a vodka, Dean held up two fingers, indicating he'd like one as well. When the shot was placed in front of him, he downed in in the blink of an eye and tapped its rim so the bartender would refill it before walking off. Dean stared moodily into this second shot for a few seconds before lifting it and emptying it just as quickly as the first. Yep.

This was definitely just what he needed.

@leah.

We hunt monsters....you know who does that? Crazy people!

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A Pleasant Distraction Feb 12, 2015 1:42:30 GMT -5

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As Leah sat there, waiting for her drink, she noticed a man sit next to her and glanced at him and she had to admit, he was definitely hot which was the exact thing she needed to forget about everything, definitely a great distraction. She directed her attention back to the Vodka that had just been placed in front of her, taking a long swig of it and noticed that the man beside her had downed his drink and she arched an eyebrow. "Long day?" she asked though she didn't care if he wanted to talk about it or not. She, after all, never liked to talk about herself. After all, there was no one in the world that knew about what happened to her family and there were even a few that tried to push the matter only for her to take off, doing exactly what she planned to do tonight, drinking plenty of alcohol followed by an eventful night with a handsome man to get her mind off of everything.

A smirk played on her lips as she eyed him up and down, not really caring if he noticed. She actually wouldn't mind if they skipped all the chit chat and 'Say what I need to to get laid' talk since it wasn't really necessary. Leah didn't want to get to know anyone because everyone around her, for whatever reason, seemed to wind up dead one way or another which was why she didn't talk to her Father at all. Although, she decide to proceed with the 'talk' "You know a great way to treat a long day?" she asked then nodded at his glass "Plenty more alcohol" she said, her grin widening then looked at the bartender "Hey, how about you keep the drinks coming" she said and the bartender nodded, refilling her drink.

Dean Winchester

//sorry if it sucks, it's late lol

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A Pleasant Distraction Feb 12, 2015 7:40:58 GMT -5

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Post by Dean Winchester on Feb 12, 2015 7:40:58 GMT -5

"Long day?" The question came from the girl next to him. She was glancing at him with definite interest, something Dean was very used to. "Long life" was his very honest answer, downing the third shot placed in front of him. The alcohol was starting to set in, giving him a sort of numb buzz, allowing his mind to block out what he wanted to block out, while still leaving him quite functional, as hunters knew how to handle their alcohol better than most anyone. Dean, being fairly observant, especially when it came to women, didn't miss the lust in her eyes as she glanced him up and down appraisingly. He couldn't help smirking a little. "So I gather you've had your share of long days too then" he half-asked, half-stated when she'd given her prescription of how to deal with the aforementioned long day.

The bartender hesitated before filling Dean's empty glass for a fourth time, looking slightly worried about the amount of alcohol consumed in such a short period of time. Dean simply stared back calmly and inclined his head at the glass which the bartender filled after a minute. He walked away but not without a final glance over one shoulder. Dean knew he just didn't want to have to deal with a passed out customer or vomit, hence the worry. But again, Dean knew how to handle his liquor.

That "long life" of his would have been much longer if he didn't.

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A Pleasant Distraction Mar 8, 2015 0:39:19 GMT -5

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Post by Deleted on Mar 8, 2015 0:39:19 GMT -5

"Well, I know how that is" Leah said when he told her it was more of a long life. The beginning of her life actually wasn't that bad. She just had a normal, human life, no idea about the Supernatural until her husband died. Of course she had had some not so great experiences but she had a good life aside from those. She wasn't going to ask him what happened to make his life 'long' either. First of all, she didn't even know the guy so there was no reason to get in his personal business. She also only wanted a little one night stand with the guy and didn't want to get close to him or anyone really. Everyone around her seemed to die and she didn't want anyone else dying because of her and there was also her trust issues. There was no way she was going to try to get to know this guy unless it was to bed him. Then, as he asked about her having her fair share of long days, she sighed as she brought her glass up, almost touch her lips "More than I can count" she said then downed the rest of the contents of her drink, closing her eyes tightly as she tried to block out all the negative thoughts in her mind, the memories and what they had done to her life.

She had turned back, facing forward, hoping that if he was one of those guys that got in your business a lot that he wouldn't see the look on her face. If anything, she'd just say that she was a wuss and the alcohol was strong which was the farthest from the truth since she was so used to drinking so much that the taste didn't even bother her anymore. She placed the glass back down, faking a smile when she saw the bartender "Get me another as well" she said then turned back towards the man beside her. She mentally hoped he wasb't one of those 'play hard to get guys' so they could just get to it admove o with their lives. The sooner it would happen, the sooer she could escape from everything going on in her head, at least temporary anyways.

SAMI<3

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