swedge: (neutral ⇏ ghost of a girl)
⌠ ᴊᴏ ¤ ʜᴀʀᴠᴇʟʟᴇ ⌡ ([personal profile] swedge) wrote in [community profile] asgardeventide2014-06-01 08:51 pm

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[ she doesn't want to see anyone. talk to anyone. she doesn't want to hear it at all in any way that anyone is sorry, or might know how she feels.

the bar's closed, if anyone ends up going by. she's inside but chances are she's not opening it any time soon. ]


for anyone who might be waiting on them
sam winchester, castiel, daphne and charlie all went home
no idea when they'll be back but they're gone


roadhouse is closed
for a while


[ after a moment, she remembers something and adds in a second bit to the message. ]

anyone need a room?
I've got seven open rooms
can't pay for them on my own
fizzlesfolly: (Default)

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[personal profile] fizzlesfolly 2014-07-08 07:07 pm (UTC)(link)
The Norse one? There is a Norse devil?

[His brow creased heavily. One version of Satan was more than enough to deal with, and he hadn't even dealt with that one himself.]

And here I thought the stuff that happened back home was weird.

[Though being here, surrounded by Gods, and the like, was strange, too.]
fizzlesfolly: (Cemetery shot)

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[personal profile] fizzlesfolly 2014-07-10 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Garth laughed, he liked weird. He was weird. So it was easy for him to adjust to it. Though he still didn't like the idea of more than one devil, but oh well.]

Nah, I don't mind things that are different, just as long as it isn't the kind of different that hurts people.

[Which was where he drew the line when it came to things being different. You could be a witch, vampire, whatever, and he didn't care, as long as you didn't hurt anyone.]

You know, we should really meet in person.

[A questioning tilt of his head.]
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[personal profile] fizzlesfolly 2014-07-16 08:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[He hadn't responded to her last video, opting instead to go find her bar. It had taken him a while to get to the Roadhouse, but after a few hours wandering, he had arrived. Garth walked up to the door, and knocked, getting no response. He twisted the knob, locked, but, as an experienced hunter, it didn't take him long to pick it.

He tucked the bobby pin he'd found on the floor of his bathroom back into his pocket, and pushed the door open. Garth had thought it was strange, and lucky, that he'd found the pin on his floor, considering the person he shared the bathroom with was a guy. Maybe they had a girlfriend, a mental shrug, as it didn't really matter.

The place was dimly lit, like most tended to be, with a u-shaped bar along the right wall. He looked at the wooden dance floor at the center of the room, and wondered if it was ever really used.

He didn't see anyone, or the woman he'd come there to meet face to face. He spoke, quietly at first, then a little louder, hoping someone would come out and greet him.]


Hello. Helloo.
Edited 2014-07-16 20:49 (UTC)