Doors Logs

Who: Graham (+ hallucination!Lorelei)
What: Narrative.
Where: His place.
When: After finding out about this.
Warnings/Rating: Crazy?

( He blinked. Rubbed at his eyes, then blinked again. )

Who: Lyra and Graham
What: A stand-off
When: Recently
Where: Botanical Gardens
Warnings: There be a heck of a lot of creepy.

( His wife was not a sacrificial lamb he’d offered up to the man he worked for and had he thought, for one second, that her life would be in danger he’d have sent her far, far away, as he had with his son. There was no blood left to give )

Who: Clem and Graham
What: Pancakes and reminiscing
Where: A diner
When: Recent, but before the Murphy antics
Warnings/Rating: None

( It was the dead woman at his side who alerted him to Clem's arrival, though sane folk would have chalked it up to attentiveness bordering on paranoia, the result of working for a psychopath as long as he had. )

Who: Deacon and Thea
What: Paths cross during a wild night out~
Where: A club in Vegas, then an ice cream shop.
When: Reeeeeeeecently.
Warnings/Rating: Uh some swearing?

( The thin hand had bitten nails painted silver-blue. The wrist was bared, no one cared to look at damaged goods to see where it had broken, Thea figured, every girl was the same in the dark. )

Who: Deacon & Lyra
What: Half-sibs meet.
Where: The Vega.
When: Reeeeeeeeeeecently.
Warnings/Rating: None?

( Constantos had taught her (with words, with the flat of his palm, with the spotlight of an empty stage, with the cruelty of a smile drawn slowly) that the possibility of power was far more than the might behind it. )

Who: Deacon & Dolores
What: A crossing of paths.
Where: Outside the Vega.
When: Reeeecently.
Warnings/Rating: Eh, none.

( Not only was she lacking a line of men to knock at her door, but she didn't even have one. She didn't have any girls, either, and that had rather been the state of things from cradle to present. )

Who: Drake and Russ
What: Card games and fights.
Where: Some bar in Vegas.
When: Recentish.
Warnings/Rating: Violence and some cursing I think.

( Well hell. It put paid to the card game quick-smart and it didn’t matter none if he’d been ten grand up or down the damn river because there weren’t cards on the baize to say so and the chips were scattered to fuck. )

Who: Angelo & Sera
What: Siblings reunite.
Where: Sera's house in Summerlin.
When: Recently.
Warnings/Rating: Uh none.

( Sera wrote things out, and she played them over in her head like litanies, but planning and thought was nothing like reality. He was older. He was so much older, and he was so much taller. But then she wasn't as small, and perhaps that was the extent of it. He was not bello, but he had never been bello. )

Who: Dean & Sam
What: Catching up.
Where: Ford's motel room, Vegas.
When: During plot.
Warnings/Rating: Bro feels.

( Sam watched the blade to make sure there was no trick, then sighed when it came away red and normal. )

who : buffy summers & dean winchester.
what : a slayer & a hunter walk into an abandoned building...
where : bit on the outskirts of town, for now.
when : definitely night time.
warnings : HILARITY TO ENSUE.

Some of us fall asleep praying that we’ll wake up as a different person in the morning. That maybe, we’ll be magically put into another life in the middle of the night by some fate-bending fairy Godmother; that this one’s just been a joke. ( A dream. )

Tags: buffy summers, dean winchester, plot: switch

WHO Nico & Adrian
WHAT Celebrating killing people
WHEN after Nico beheads a guy with a shovel.
WHERE A bar
WARNINGS language

( A massacre was a strange thing to celebrate, and yet that was how Adrian had spent his night, with the people he called family, eating and drinking and recounting the gory details like it was something to be proud of. )

Who: Kellan, then Max.
What: Kellan tries to set Max's place on fire and almost blows it up instead.
Where: Max's warehouse
When: Tonight.
Warnings/Rating: Explosions and the fallout from them. Blood, violence, not good injuries.

( The trip down the stairs seemed to take forever, and Max couldn't think about anything but keeping Amanda safe, getting her out. )

Who: Cerise and Kellan
What: A conversation, without drinking or any pretense at pleasantness.
Where: Kellan's motel room
When: Shortly after this.
Warnings/Rating: Swearing?

( And here was Cerise, stepping through the door like some sort of dustbowl avenging angel, except never in his life would he have described Cerise as even remotely angelic. )

Who: Cerise & Kellan PART 2
What: Running into old work buddies that are not friends at all.
Where: Bar in Vegas
When: Recently!
Warnings: Language.

( She’d been one of the hollow-eyed kids he’d been just too old to be when he joined up. More a blessing than a curse - at least his way, the indoctrination hadn’t left unhealable scars. )

Who: Cerise & Kellan PART 1
What: Running into old work buddies that are not friends at all.
Where: Vegas streets, then a bar.
When: Recently, like everything.
Warnings: Language.

( Looking straight at him, shoulders back, chin up - visible in the passing lights and without anything but the thin trail of smoke off the end of his cigarette between them, the memories crumbled into place, replacing the dread with shock and surprise and more wariness and a flickering moment of mute horror. )

Who: Ainslie and Kellan.
What: Unexpected meetings/reunions.
Where: Hole-in-the-wall bar off the strip.
When: Recently. After the memories plot.
Warnings/Rating: None. Some language and mentions of violence.

( I have done this all of my life, hide. Now that my abuela is dead, I am not doing it any longer. I am careful. I pay with cash, and I use no cards. My social security number cannot be found here. I hide, but as myself ahora. )

Who: Kellan Ziegmann / Dean Winchester
What: Memories Plot
Where: Kellan's motel room.
Things to avoid: Nothing.

Shirt off and eyes fixed on the faucet, Kellan washed the ash and the stink of gasoline off his hands. He was tired, worn out, and knew that if he tried to get some sleep he'd just lie in the bed and try to figure everything out. It had been an absolute shit couple of weeks, ever since one of Maren's siblings had told him she was gone. Why hadn't she told him herself? What the hell had happened, he wondered, that would make her bolt like he used to? Nothing left behind except a note that gave away their relationship, but nothing else about him.

As he turned off the water, everything started to tilt. He rubbed his face and tried to resettle himself. Another drag on the half-smoked cigarette and things were still going wrong, still leaving him feeling like he was on the edge of withdrawal - so he sat down on the edge of the bathtub and pressed the heels of his hands against his eyes. What a fucking day.

Who: Maren and Kellan
What: Drinking, discussion, dissing their Alters.
Where: Money Plays
When: Not long after the Altersplosion.
Warnings/Rating: Relatively tame. Some implications of offscreen activity.

( She would be the heroine of her own story, even if the world deemed her a villain for it. )

Who: Lucifer, feat. the SPN crew: Dean, Sam, + Ruby
What: Demons, devils, and Winchesters-- oh my!
Where: The streets of LV.
When: Now? During the door madness.
Warnings/Rating: Probably violence, probably swearing, and Lucifer trolling everyone.

( The light heralded his arrival. )

Who: Maren, Kellan (and some Delano NPCs)
What: Taking care of things
Where: Maren's RV
When: Recently
Warnings/Rating: Violence and dead peeps
TL;DR: There are three (Delano) bodies, burnt to a crisp in the desert, and Maren's RV has gone up in convenient flames. None of Hunter's dogs were harmed in the making of this doc.

( The tightness of her grip, both on his hand and then on his shirt, almost made Kellan wince. )