jaz parks (![]() ![]() @ 2012-05-29 03:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | {dean winchester, {jaz parks |
Characters: Jaz Parks & Dean Winchester
When: Monday
Location: #501 - A
Warnings/Rating: Possible language, nothing else predicted.
Summary: Jaz and Dean talk hell
Status: Closed/On-Going
For all Jaz knew daily life on the train always started with sirens and alarms. It was a rather more intense a start to the day than she'd have liked, but she'd made it work. The biggest shock was waking up to find that the door she'd previously damaged right back the way it'd started out. Almost made her want to kick the fucker in again! She resisted. Barely! After dressing, and making sure she had her weaponry in place - the last thing Jaz wanted was the munchkin finding it - she headed out to find Dean's room. From the brief talk they'd had previously, it sounded like they had more in common than she'd thought possible. She rolled her eyes at Granny May before she started talking about his other assets. If Jaz wasn't so worried about Vayl, and why their connection had been severed, she might have given a damn. Being the guardian of his soul, it was a pretty frigging big deal that she couldn't feel his soul in Cirilai, the ring crafted to protect it. However hard she tried she just couldn't feel him with her. It was like waking up and not having a head. Had she really become so attached to the vampire in such a short time? Even now she missed the feeling of having Matt's engagement ring in her pocket, just to know it was there, but it was nothing to loosing Vayl's soul. Jaz gave a mournful sigh and continued on her way down the train, until she arrived at the room Dean occupied. Handy how the names were on the doors. Almost as thought they were supposed to pay visits - and talk about trips to hell! Jaz knocked, hoping Dean was still in, and not running around like so many others in the vicinity. Maybe this wasn't such an ordinary day after all, she thought. She was going to have to get some answers from the guy behind the door, there was a helluva lot to learn! |