Supernatural RP ((FULL: OuEstLaCraie & BlueSparker))

[BlueSparker]

"Well, what'd you have in mind?" grinned Dean  

[OuEstLaCraie]

"Well, I don't know...whatever you're up for. Because, I mean, we're all going to Hell, Jackson." She smirked. "Might as well enjoy the ride."  

[BlueSparker]

"Well I don't know about that Maura. I feel like I have an angel watching over me. So im not really worried." Replied Dean  

[OuEstLaCraie]

"Angels, huh?" She sounded nervous, and it was the first time all night that she'd shown an emotion besides excitement. "Don't believe in 'em. Not Satan, either, though some people have been trying to sway me recently."  

[BlueSparker]

"Well what can you do? If you can't beat em join em I always say" remarked Dean.  

[OuEstLaCraie]

"Why, Jackson, are you saying you want my to join the legions of the Underworld?" she giggled. "Lemme ask ya--if Lucifer came to get me, with all his army of demons behind him..." She blinked and her eyes turned completely black, as she sneered wickedly. "...would you save me, Dean?"  

[OuEstLaCraie]

*bump* to keep it alive!  

[OuEstLaCraie]

another *bump*  

[OuEstLaCraie]

*bump*  

[BlueSparker]

(Sorry,)
"Why would I save a conceited litle b***h like you" said Dean as he splashed Holy water all over Maura who he now knew was Bella. "Give me one damned reason why I shouldn't send your theiving as back to hell" threatened Dean  

[BlueSparker]

*bump* MUST KEEP ALIVE!  

[OuEstLaCraie]

((It's okay...keep bumping!))

Trying not to scream as the holy water burned her skin, she turned her icy blue eyes on Dean and replied, "I should say the same. Watch yourself, Wichester. You may have an angel on your shoulder and your brother may by the Anti-Christ, but that only makes you boys special up here. Downstairs, I'm a top dog."  

[BlueSparker]

"Top dog huh?" said Dean as he began chanting the exorsism incantation. "Then this should be one hell of a dog fight" said Dean as he pulled out Ruby's Demon slaying knife. "Come over and get spayed b***h!"  

[OuEstLaCraie]

She flinched at the sight of the knife, if barely visibly, then narrowed her eyes at him. "Come now, Dean, can't we make nice? You seemed rather willing to let this go wherever it was going just a few moment ago." She wasn't afraid to fight--confident as she was that she'd win--but she had a reason for being here, and she hoped stalling long enough would calm him down and give her a chance to explain.  

[BlueSparker]

" Fine, how about this? Give me back the Colt, and we can play nice" replied Dean knowing she would never be able to.