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[intraining]

[ when the video comes on, it's on accident, and there's a moment there where the feed shakes around a bit before it jerks - almost as if someone hit it, before it tilts back to a head full of red hair and a very unamused look. ]

Not sure on what planet these kinds of kidnapping-and-drugging shenanigans are even legal, but hey, I can take a joke. You did a great job setting this up, but genre clash? Doesn't start till next month. And this whole Silent Hill thing - what did you call it, Cape Kore? - while really cool and thought out and overall A plus for effort, still not okay. Not a game, here! [ and wow, okay, flashback. why are there so many weirdos who take this game too seriously? she's really done getting kidnapped, and there's no hot fairy here. so immediate negative points. ]

The wrist communicator is really cool. Feeling a little Might Morphin, just without the ti kwan do or spandex suits. Not that I want the suits, but just, if you're going to go half-way might as well go the full way. Go big or go home. Right? [ and at this point she's just kind of babbling. someone's starting to feel really, really nervous. ] I'm serious, guys. Not funny. I just- home? Yeah? Please?

[ there's a moment where she bites her lower lip, looking off and around her - seeing only a cape and a lighthouse and totally unable to drop that 'Big Brother is Watching' feeling creeping down the back of her neck. after the moment is over, she closes her eyes, as if she's finally convincing her to say something she'd been worried about saying.

and, with her eyes closed (though her left does peek open to the camera), she continues. while she is secretly hoping no one answers this last bit because that would not be good. really really not good. ]

And Sam and Dean, if you two are here...help?

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[justrunsasaloon]

[Ellen ticks up an eyebrow. Most hunters would have expected her to show up with holy water and a beer. Too bad for them.]

C'mon. I'll show you back to the bar.

How do you know the boys?

[intraining]

[ alright, that was a bust. but charlie follows anyway because if this is the same ellen from the books, at least she'll be safe? so she follows with her backpack on and her head down. ]

I uh, helped them on a couple of their cases. Kind of. [ sigh. nice try making that sound in any way respectable there, charlie. ] More they like kind of barged in on where I was and needed the extra hands? And it's always easier to stay alive when you know what you're trying to stay away from, so this led to that and...yeah.

[justrunsasaloon]

[Now that sounds like the boys she knows and loves. It really does. Ellen tucks her hands into her coat pockets and wanders back toward the bar, walking next to Charlie. The girl's young but has potential, and seems to be smart enough to want to stay alive.

Ellen pushes open the door to the bar, and motions Charlie in. Salt is painted into the lintel and the windowsills, there's small devil's traps everywhere and a big one burned into the floor and painted over with salt in the center of the room. Ellen doesn't believe in taking chances. When the weather changes, she'll be planting certain herbs in devil's traps outside the windows. Paranoid and thorough.]

C'mon in. I'll get you a beer. If you wanna know anything, feel free to ask.

[intraining]

[ charlie follows fairly close, both because she doesn't want to get lost and she has this growing feeling that if anything did pop up, ellen would be the safest person to be around. when they make it to the bar, charlie ends up a little distracted at all the traps and preparations made.

they weren't kidding around, were there. ]

Almost want to ask for something a little stronger... [ and then she adds, fairly quick afterwards. ] But that's fine. [ she's still looking around, and ends up bumping into a chair when she tries to start moving over to the bar. ellen gave her the go ahead or questions, and while she has an entire list of things to start with, her mouth ends up moving faster than her head. ] Is this what the Roadhouse looked like?

[justrunsasaloon]

[Ellen shrugs and pulls out one of the jars of moonshine. It clatters against the bar slightly when Charlie asks her question. She studies the girl. No, she'd be able to remember that wide-eyed look, with that hair. A lot of the Roadhouse is a blur of faces, but hers would have stuck out.]

No. How do you know about the Roadhouse?

[intraining]

[ whoops. charlie freezes up for a moment, trying to weigh her options. ]

I- uh. Um. [ annndddd award for worst at thinking on their feet goes to... charlie just walks over and takes a seat at the bar. ] I'm guessing Dean and Sam never mentioned the Supernatural books?