chapter one | video | day 93

[samlicker81]

[ The feed turns on to display a particularly worried-looking blonde woman, frowning more like an annoyed mother than anything. ]

You know, I'm getting major All Hell Breaks Loose flashbacks right now. Waking up in a creepy abandoned town with a bunch of people I presumably don't know? Yeah. I have a feeling this won't end well. I mean, unless the Winchesters are here by some off chance. And then...

Well, honestly, things might end worse. As much as I love them — [ she sighs wistfully, smiling to herself at the thought of her boys, then quickly returns to a slightly more concerned expression ] — they aren't exactly the best good luck charms. Even when they had a good luck charm.

[ She leans in closer, holding her hand at the side of her mouth, lowering her voice as if she's admitting a secret, though she looks particularly excited to be sharing this not-so-secret. ]

One of my favorites, by the way, Bad Day at Black Rock.

[ And then the big thing occurs to her and she frowns again. ]

I just hope there aren't demons involved. Sam didn't exactly let me keep the demon slaying knife as a souvenir for ganking my first black-eyed SOB. All he gave me was a big fat annulment and a broken heart...

[ She sighs, resigned. Nothing she can do about that now, and there's not really any point in making a big deal out of her predicament here. It's not like she has anyone back home who will miss her. Except maybe her Twitter followers. But even then... She shrugs, then offers something resembling a smile. ]

Well, at least I still have my journal. Maybe now I can get to work on that fanfic I've been meaning to write...

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[samlicker81]

[ wow r00d ]

Well, most of their friends haven't read the books. I'd say that gives me a significant upper hand on the bucket list.

And, anyway, I wouldn't exactly call myself their friend... They tolerate me at best.

[ After what happened with Sam, yeah... She's not going to delude herself. ]

[hung_garian]

Great. Another fangirl.

[Not that he doesn't like Charlie, but people who like the Winchesters don't tend to react as well to him bitching about them (or, you know, murdering them). And he'd prefer it if as few people as possible knew anything about him.]

Although if they don't like you, that does give me some hope. Means you're probably not an obnoxiously macho, hyperaggressive, bloodthirsty homicidal moron who goes around knifing poor innocent folks who just so happen not to be human.

[samlicker81]

... Are you saying you aren't human?

[hung_garian]

Bingo! Gold star for you, cupcake.

[samlicker81]

Uh. Thanks? But what are you if you're not human? You're not another demon are you?

[hung_garian]

I've been accused of it, but no. I'm not a demon.

[But his actual identity - hm. That's something of a dilemma. He's given the same name to a lot of people here, and going by something other than 'Loki' now will complicate matters. But if she's a Supernatural fan, she'll know exactly who that is, and he doesn't like that thought, so:]

I'm a god. Bacchus, specifically. Nice to meetcha.

[And with a bit of luck, Bacchus himself won't turn up and blow his cover. He owes Gabriel a favour anyway - he shouldn't mind too badly.]

[samlicker81]

[ Becky doesn't seem convinced, but she can't exactly call him out yet. She's still working things out in her head. But boy does this guy seem fishy. ]

Oh. Bacchus. Right.

So... how do you know the Winchesters?

[hung_garian]

How does any god know the Winchesters? We met, they assumed I was evil, they tried to ventilate me, I blew that popsicle stand first chance I got.

[He shrugs, as if that's commonplace.]

Besides, the amount those two drink? Definitely in my jurisdiction, as it were.