[action | Dean and Castiel at their place | closed]

[He has cooled off since last night. He's not happy about how things went down, but Castiel was right. They were unprepared. They weren't helping anyone by getting themselves killed. That didn't mean he was just done with Zelman though. He didn't like this deal Castiel made, but there was more than one way to go after him. There was still at least one other hunter in the dome and the Defense Force. But there was something else he's been meaning to bring up. He needed to do it sooner, but he had vampire on the brain.]

Hey, we need to talk about Ava.


[voice | private to Suzaku]

[Sam hoped he'd be making this call to tell the Defense Force leader he'd killed Zelman last night, but things didn't exactly go according to plan.]

Suzaku? I've got a report to make. It might be better to do it in person.


(OOC: Backdated to morning.)

( FEELINGS and PROBLEMS )
[ It's been a while since he's visited the beach alone -- not since that time he had been confronted by Xellos -- but he didn't want to go home just yet. This might not be the weather for it, but there he is.

He's still dressed in his black flannel suit, sitting on a bundle of dark purple cloth, though the tie is undone and the ribbon has been pulled out of his shoulder-length hair that still needs to be cut. He doesn't even care if the breeze carries it across his eyes.

Around his neck hangs a silver chain, and in his fingers he's cradling an orb. Occasionally, he flips open the top of the shell and depresses the switch that ignites a small flame. Ashton is staring down at it, as if this tiny point of light would have some kind of answers for him, and he whispers to it, as if it will carry a message to its previous owner. ] I didn't get you anything, but... I hope you're having fun, wherever you are...

[Ava's not in the best mood, but the bar's supply is enough to distract her. She's got three empty bottles in front of her already and that headache that's been throbbing in the back of her head most of the day has been dulled. She's losing it. Who would have thought a couple days of peace and quiet would have her ready to crawl the walls?

Anyone who comes by with notice a girl on her way to moodily inebriated and one of the bottles spinning in place, screeching a little against the counter top as she glares at it.]

Hey, all... [Kitty was still dressed in her red sparkly dress from the ball.]

I have a quick question. I was thinking of doing a short version of the Jewish holiday Hanukkah tomorrow for anyone who celebrates that instead of Christmas... or for anyone interested in learning about it. It would start at sundown... or, well, lights out for Marina. [small chuckle]

If anyone wants to come, I'm going to have it at [and the address for the house she's now staying in is here]. Just let me know beforehand, okay? Sorry for the late notice. [Another chuckle. You got it, older!Kitty... she would be going through with your idea!]