Jo Harvelle (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} buckshotwin) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} chosen_forces,@ 2008-11-21 13:47:00 |
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Character(s): Jo harvelle &OTA(though one of both of the winchesters would be awsome)
Day: Day 3
Time of Day: Evening
Location: in town
Rating: PG 13 for now.
Status: In progress
Jo was begining to think she had lost the trail of her prey.With a small frown,she pushed the hair out of her eyes,surveying her surroundings,trying to catch her breathe
She had been running for the last 3 miles,chasing the demon who was a lot faster then his human host had looked,though it would be worth it if she had captured him..her..whatever the damn thing was,it was impossable to tell with the bastards.
The sight of a town made her frown deepen,it was the middle of the woods,and as far she knew there was nothing,save for a few log cabins within the next 10 or 20 miles.Maybe she had gotten turned around?it wouldnt be the first time.
With a new determition,she strode toward the buildings,only pausing to make sure her shotgun was firmly tied behind her back.Of course in her confusion,and trying to find a 'welcome to' sign she literally ras into someone and getting knocked the ground.
Scowling she rose,brushing the dirt off her jeans "scuse you"she snapped at them.
Day: Day 3
Time of Day: Evening
Location: in town
Rating: PG 13 for now.
Status: In progress
Jo was begining to think she had lost the trail of her prey.With a small frown,she pushed the hair out of her eyes,surveying her surroundings,trying to catch her breathe
She had been running for the last 3 miles,chasing the demon who was a lot faster then his human host had looked,though it would be worth it if she had captured him..her..whatever the damn thing was,it was impossable to tell with the bastards.
The sight of a town made her frown deepen,it was the middle of the woods,and as far she knew there was nothing,save for a few log cabins within the next 10 or 20 miles.Maybe she had gotten turned around?it wouldnt be the first time.
With a new determition,she strode toward the buildings,only pausing to make sure her shotgun was firmly tied behind her back.Of course in her confusion,and trying to find a 'welcome to' sign she literally ras into someone and getting knocked the ground.
Scowling she rose,brushing the dirt off her jeans "scuse you"she snapped at them.