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ofimpala‌:

Dean has approximately two seconds to think of a rejoinder – maybe something like well, what I look for in a man is a good car, a can-do attitude, and muscles, but since that’s not a shared interest, let’s talk about the various hot chicks around Beacon Hills – before he’s completely distracted by talk about dragons.

For the briefest of moments, he almost thinks she’s talking about real dragons. But.

“Uh.” Going by his blank stare, it’s probably pretty obvious that, no, Dean has never given Dungeons and Dragons a try. He didn’t even know dice came in varieties other than six-sided. “…No? Everything you just said sounds like gibberish.“ Kinda intriguingly cool gibberish, though? “Explain, but start at the beginning and use small words.”

“I am going to blow your mind at the awesomeness, no worries.” She announced, leaning in seriously. “You create your own character, and a dungeon master - the guy or gal running the game - throws you into a crazy intense mission to slay a monster, or rescue the girl, or save the town.... And you fight creatures and people along the way, and how well you do compared to them is decided by what you roll on the dice. A 20? You could slice the thing in half, a 1? And you’ve probably chopped your own hand off.”

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the awkwardness he was resonating seems to dissolve at the lack of a mention & he exhales a grateful laugh.  ❛  i get that.  i grew up with a brother and a dad who think real music stopped being made when the seventies were over.  ❜  sam wouldn’t deny that he listened to some of it too.  but— out of the three of them ?  he was ONE HUNDRED PERCENT the one tuned into pop culture.  ❛  not really, no.  as kids we moved around a lot so i guess i missed the whole pokemon craze.  ❜   

“Oh man, that sucks, I feel for you, sounds like hell.” She chuckled, shaking her head. She pouted to hear he was yet another one to miss out on the craze, and smiled brightly. “That’s fine, you’re never too old to learn.” She teased. “What about comic books? Superheroes? Harry Potter?”

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he’s content to leave it at suspicious, but the bluntness that follows from the stranger catches him a bit off guard & has him blurting out the next excuse he can think of.  ❛  EX.  ❜  sam admits in a sheepish tone.  even adds in a quick sheepish nod.  except the lady that owns the property was twenty years older than him.  fingers crossed SHE didn’t know that.  otherwise, from town stalker to cougar magnet in less than five minutes.  dean would be doubled over right now.  ❛  pokemon go— wow.  that games still popular ?  ❜  he asks.  shifting the conversation anywhere else.

Charlie nodded, not having a clue who owned the house, so had no reason to push it any further. At the interest in the game though she grinned, nodding. “Finally there’s someone in this town that understands popular culture, I thought I’d stepped into a time warp from the sixties or something.” She wrinkled her nose. “It’s still popular with me, though that doesn’t mean it’s popular with anyone else. Why? Do you play?”

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 ofimpala‌:

What the fuck is a d20?

“I’m plenty chill,” Dean insists, not sure if he needs to take offense to being called generally moody. On one hand, fair. On the other hand, he’s bored and cranky, and they’ve known each other for a whole five minutes, so she doesn’t exactly have the most complete picture. He finishes with a flippant, “I drive, I run, and I take long walks on the beach.”

It’s a good thing his natural sarcasm reflex kicks in fast for a good defense, because Dean’s left with something that should probably warrant some self-examination. He doesn’t have hobbies: he hunts (dad’s job), his drives (dad’s car), he listens to music (dad’s favorites), and he has a bunch of meaningless sex. But self-examination is not something that Dean is overly given to, so he skips that topic and goes back to a former one.

“The hell’s a d20?” he says over a mouthful of fries.

“No offence, but you definitely don’t look the ‘take long walks on the beach’ kind of guy.” She shrugged. “But hey, I’m gay, what do I know about what to look for in a man?”

“Ah, you sweet naive thing.” Charlie grinned, grabbing her bag, and rummaging in the bottom of it, pulling out a small pouch. After a few seconds, she pulled out a 20-sided dice, red and black in colour. “This is my lucky d20, it’s got me more critical attacks on dragons, and sneaking behind sleeping guards than any other dice I’ve known. It’s my baby.” She threw it up in the air, caught it, then kissed it. “I’m guessing you’ve never given dungeons and dragons a try?”

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❛  oh no.  this isn’t my place.  ❜  sam spares a look over his shoulder.  it takes a second for his brain to realize that his words could be taken as an admission to stalking outside of some random house before he’s compelled to explain himself now.  ❛  what i mean is it’s a FRIENDS.  and they’re out right now so, please.  help yourself.  ❜ 

“Sure... That didn’t sound totally suspicious at all.” She shrugged, turning her attention to her phone, but aware the person was still standing there. It’s not like she couldn’t be aware, he was so tall. “So... stalker? Or potential burglar. Which is it?”

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Scott leaned off of his porch to see the woman’s phone. The creature was cute. Kind of reminded him of like one of the puppets from the Labyrinth. “In my defense, my mother couldn’t really afford a lot of toys or games for that matter, so I was mostly an outdoors kind of kid.”

“It was all over the TV as well, I kinda figured everyone had heard of it.” She shrugged. “Oh well - you’re still young! Plenty of time to learn.” She snorted, tapping a few times to see what was around and check the progress of a couple of her eggs. “So, I should probably ask for your name so I can properly thank you for letting me trespass.”

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ofimpala‌:

“If I was an undercover cop, I’d be real concerned about you talking about running background checks,” Dean drawls.

He doesn’t offer a last name. Because, yeah, he’s got a record, and he’s not super into the idea of letting Charlie read all about the time he got busted for breaking and entering when he was twelve, or all the times he got kicked out of schools for fights, and there’s probably a record somewhere of getting caught digging up a grave when he was sixteen. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg.

Instead, he glances at the laptop – there’s stickers on it, one of a dice, another of some rad looking sword person. Dean catches himself giving a hell yeah nod, and abruptly schools his expression to look appropriately put off by Nerd Shit.

“I guess we’ll just have to live with the each other’s mystery, huh?” He grins crookedly. “I think it’s your turn to put on another song.”

“This.... is very true. Well. Let’s just hope you’re not then, right?” Charlie wrinkled her nose because as savvy as she was, she was way better at geek and tech talk than she was regular conversation. Unless it was flirting, and that was definitely something she wouldn’t be doing with Dean.

“I guess we will.” She chuckled. Seeing him glance at her laptop, she smirked. “Trying with the tough guy act huh? I see you there checking out my d20.” She affectionately pat her laptop, pulling it closer to her, lid still partially closed so he couldn’t see what she was working on. “Cmon, you must do something fun to chill out. Other than bad music and general moodiness.”

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The last thing he expected to see in his back yard in the middle of the day was a grown woman looking for a, what did she call is? Bulb light year? “I literally have no idea what you are talking about, but please watch out for my mom’s flowers. She’ll lose it if she comes back to see them all smashed.” 

“You don’t know about Pokemon? What is it with this town, are you guys all living in like the 1950s or something?” Charlie gasped. Random shirtless guy she could forgive for not seeing Lord of the Rings, but this guy had to be in his twenties or something. Moving forward - and careful to avoid the flowers - she punched the air and tapped her screen. “See? Bulbasaur.” She turned the screen around to the guy.

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Charlie raised her hands in surrender as someone called out to her, her phone screen on. “... Listen. In my defence, I know I’m kinda trespassing, but you have a shiny bulbasaur back there and I have to have it.” She held out the phone, Pokemon Go theme song blaring out of the tiny speakers, where the little bulbasaur picture showed he was just out of reach of where they were standing.

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tlockwoods‌:

tyler batted for both teams but he definitely understood where she was coming from, quickly pulling his shirt back on before smoothening them out. “why am i weirdly offended even a girl who’s not into guys it’s somewhat attracted to me?” he asked with a soft laugh before shrugging. “umm living?”

“That’s because that’s your fragile male ego speaking.” She chuckled. She raised her eyebrows, shaking her head. “Not seeing Lord of the Rings is the opposite of living. That was my childhood, man, the movies are classics.”

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Charlie had headed into the library to use the free wi-fi, partly to email her landlord and ask when he was going to fix the slow internet in her building. She sat at a table with her laptop, and looked over as a girl started waving at her. She grabbed the textbook, and spun it to face her. “Okay, what are you working on?”

studying. that’s what malia was supposed to be doing, instead she sat there sulking, drink untouched and a textbook in front of her that could’ve been written in latin and malia still couldn’t understand it any less. out of desperation she attempted to stop someone walking past by waving an arm out. “save me.” she insisted.

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ofimpala‌:

“Okay, see, everything you just said? All you did was convince me that you’re a wanted criminal on the run who’s squatting in some alcoholic’s house.”

Which, one: awesome, if true. Two: the irony of the fact that he’d pretty much just described himself isn’t lost on Dean. Points in his favor include the fact that he doesn’t have an active warrant in this state, and he’s got a motel room right now. He’s practically a normal law abiding citizen!

Some people might be put off by the whole hey you’re sounding kinda sketchy. But Dean? Hell no. Dean sounds absolutely delighted by the idea.

“Dean,” he offers, oh-so-graciously sliding his plate of fries closer to the center of the table in case she wants to steal some. Which, coming from him, is practically a declaration of new BFF status. “So what’d you do?”

“See, with that logic? I’m gonna assume you’re the one here that’s a wanted criminal on the run, I rented the apartment fair and square.” Well, with some additional funds provided by one of her marks, but still - fair and square. Almost. Technically. It was a kind of gray area, but it worked for Charlie.

She smirked as he offered the plate of fries to her, seeing the clear bribe, but accepting it all the same, grabbing a few from the plate. “Plus,” she continued. “How do I know you’re not an undercover cop looking for someone to bust? You seem the type - crappy taste in music, permanent scowl on the face, and pretty poor excuse for being here. Either you’re running to something, or from something. And only having a first name? It’s not like I can run a background check on you either.” She tapped her trusty computer, affectionately.

“The names Charlie, by the way. Charlie Bradbury.”

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sangrexancestral‌:

Mel had been just about to give up. Three cars had passed by her already without so much as a second glance and the witch tried her best not to lose hope. Finally spotting one last vehicle approaching, in a last act of desperation Mel practically walked onto the side of the road, her arms raised and waving above her head in pure frustration. For once the ancestors seemed to be looking down on her and she saw the driver notice her. 

The brunette took a step back as an oncoming car came to a sudden stop. Her heart racing for more than one reason now even as Mel’s face contorted into an expression of momentary confusion. “Uhm, Yeah–”

“Though I gotta admit I’m not much of a damsel. I’d appreciate the help though.” 

“Well, I don’t know a lot about cars, but given that you’re standing in the middle of the road trying to wave another one down? Pop culture tells me you’re either a serial killer looking to gut me and wear my face, or your RVs broken down.” She shrugged. Hoping it was the latter. It had to be the latter, right?

“Come on, hop in. I can at least get you to town and then you can figure out how to get your stuff later? I’ll even help you yell at the tow truck drivers for not getting here sooner.” She offered, now pushing her passenger side door open. “The name’s Charlie.”

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Just the thought of rocking out to Hannah Montana makes Dean look like he wants to be violently ill, but past that, he manages to say, “Family road trip. We’re seeing all the places in America that time forgot.”

Really, Beacon Hills is no different from the dozens – maybe hundreds? Dean’s honestly lost track – of tiny towns they’ve spent their lives passing through. Oh yeah, except for one major difference: nobody can fucking leave.

“Just call me a job stealer,” he replies flippantly, tossing a fry into his mouth. “That’s always a good spicy topic in these towns.” Though the image of her blasting the diner with electropop on a daily basis is a great one. “We’re gonna have to work out a schedule, you and me. You get five songs, I get five?”

“That time forgot? Or all the places in America people go to disappear?” She asked, folding her arms. After all, it was connected enough to the bigger towns and cities that it was functional, but unheard of enough that it wouldn’t be the first place people looked. After all, big cities had huge police departments, not just a sheriff’s office. It was why she’d chose it as her current base.

“Not that this place seems to be that quiet... I had someone knocking on my apartment door last night claiming it was theirs, then got confused when I told them I lived there. Probably some drunk ex-tenant, but I didn’t ask.” She shrugged. Listening to his offer, she hmmed to herself. “Five and five - sounds like something I can live with. It’s a deal, Mr.... What’s your name again?”

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Charlie had been about to head out of town, happy to move on, but... found herself unable to leave. Which puzzled her. She’d been completely prepared to, her things in her trunk, a change of plates on her car, and... nothing. She got to the edge of the town and instinctively found herself turning around and heading back. “What the frick....?” She muttered to herself, driving back towards her apartment. She hadn’t broke the lease yet, luckily. Distracted, she almost missed the woman waving her arms around, stopping at the last second and jerking forward. Thankful for her seatbelt.

“You need a ride somewhere? I can totally be your knight in shining armour.” She smirked, after rolling down the window.

“No, I already called for a tow a couple hours ago!” Mel sighed heavily and looked up at the sky for a moment.Of all the things to happen to her, the large old winnebago RV breaking down on the side of the road was not what the witch needed right now. Though she supposed this is what happened for her being lazy and not taking the bus. The family RV wasn’t supposed to be on the road for this long and every time she took it back onto the road was a chance it would break down. “Okay, well I’ll just be waiting here. On the side of the road.” 

The brunette hung up the phone and shoved it into her pants pocket aggressively. It seemed like getting a jump for the large vehicle would be up to her and Mel reluctantly turned on her emergency lights and went to try and flag a car down.