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Dean Winchester ([info]hellsboy) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-02-25 11:48:00

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Entry tags:complete, day 33, dean winchester, niki sanders

Who: Dean Winchester & Jessica/Niki Sanders
Where: C110, Dean's room
When: Day 33, early evening?
What: Roving scotch and brick fire pizza
Status: Complete
Rating: R (language)

It hadn't taken Dean long to reach his room and get ready. The tux was on the bed closest to the door as soon as he entered the room. A bow tie and diamond cuff-links. He glanced at himself in the mirror above the bathroom sink and flashed himself a toothy smile.

"You're one fine man, Mr. Winchester," he said and laughed at himself.

A quick trip around the room was in order though before anyone saw this place. He picked up various personal items and garbage strewn. He hid the glass of quarters in the drawer of the nightstand between the two Massage Hands beds and wished the quarter tanks away - for now. That was much better. Still looked like a cheap motel room but that was what he was used to and it worked just fine. Especially if you were leaving to go for pizza with a beautiful woman.

And thinking of said beautiful woman, he looked at the tawdry motorcycle babes clock on the wall in his kitchenette. She had 2 minutes before she was late.

He sat on the bed closest to the door to wait and a single red rose appeared on the coverlet. He was ready.


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[info]splitmysoul
2009-02-25 05:25 pm UTC (link)
"All right then, I suppose I can take my wares elsewhere. Have a good day, son. Tell your mother that you said no to a stranger." Niki teased, her eyes misting up for a moment thinking of Micah. Then he opened the door and Niki blinked a few hundred times. "You look amazing." Niki said with the tiniest fraction of struggle in her voice.

Clearing her throat, Niki walked in when he offered her the opportunity and her smile turned wicked. Laughing softly she said, "funkadelic, prom night chic or is this the hourly rate, motel de jour you have going on in here? I like it...Oh my god, is that a fucking vibrating bed?" Niki sauntered in a little bit and checked the bed with a laugh. "I always wanted to try the appeal of said bed. Wait, sorry, that completely came out a lot more naughty then I had meant."

Wow, either he made her feel super comfortable or the liquor was kicking in really well and loosening lips and sinking ships, her proverbial ship that is.

Clearing her throat and turning slowly toward him with a light flourish, and a brilliant and warm smile, Niki regarded Dean silently for a few moments.

Then she spoke, "thank you for noticing how well I clean up. I was a little concerned it might be too much or..." Letting the sentence drop off at too little.

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[info]hellsboy
2009-02-25 05:54 pm UTC (link)
"Uhhh," Dean said and ran a hand back through his hair, scratching the back of his head with a little bit of embarrassment. "No, I spend my life on the road so this is what home looks like to me. Not the best of hotels but it's definitely not the worst. It's clean." He followed her over toward the beds and pulled the cup of quarters out of the nightstand drawer again. "And um, yeah, this is a vibrating bed. Go ahead and try it if you want. It's worth it."

He turned around toward her again and smiled widely. "It's not too much at all. You look even more beautiful than earlier. If that's possible." Which was an honest statement, untainted by the false charm he often used. The scotch was definitely in full effect, oh yes. He favored her a look directly into her eyes.

"Would you like another drink?" he asked with a wolfish grin. "If you're tired of scotch, I have a fully stocked mini bar."

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-02-25 06:14 pm UTC (link)
"Oh, I get it." Niki's voice had softened then. "Hey, I am not knocking it. Really and I am so sorry, I never meant to say it wasn't clean...I will remove my foot from my mouth, the taste of shoe leather and scotch doesn't mix well."

Niki laughed warmly when he pulled the cup of quarters out of the nightstand, putting her hand on his arm and squeezing lightly. "Really? You don't mind?" Her eyes were twinkling again and the smile never left her face. When he told her she looked more beautiful then before, Niki's head dropped, her waist length hair spilling down around her face and almost covering it, except for the bits that were tied at the top. Her cheeks even flushed a light red. "Well, Dean Winchester, thank you very kindly. You've certainly earned your double oh status this evening. Niki felt and heard the honesty from his voice, having a gut feeling that this was not his normal M. O. when it came to woman. Dean was charming, cute, sexy, built, dark, intense, funny, bright and something in there that not even she could touch, it made her heart flutter a little. That was a weird feeling. When he looked directly in the eyes, she favored him with the same look, even taking a light step forward. "I don't normally mix drinks. It's never a pretty picture, but if you tell me what you got, I might be swayed. I mean, so far this has been the perfect evening. Drinks with friends, playing dress up, vibrating beds... "There was a light husky quality to her tone. Niki then turned her head to reach into the jar for a quarter. "How many does this take?" That husky tone got a little deeper, her face was open and sincere.

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[info]hellsboy
2009-02-25 06:33 pm UTC (link)
He hadn't thought she was giving him a hard time for the room. He was more concerned that she was thinking he'd conjured this seedy little place in order to get her into bed like a prom date or hooker. He wondered if he should say anything but decided to let it go. She was on to the vibrating bed now anyway.

"I don't mind at all," he replied. "It takes one quarter. The cup refills itself whenever it gets empty. And if you like that, I'll even have the pizza delivered and you can it while you vibrate." He was teasing about that last bit. His eyes twinkled as he wandered to the mini bar, glancing over his shoulder at her as he did.

"It's just the usual mini bar stuff, tiny bottles of watered down alcohol. We should probably stick with the scotch. Would you like me to pour another for you?"

It had been pretty great so far. It could only get better in his mind. She looked incredible, she was attentive and funny. He was definitely finding himself charmed by her sudden almost shyness amidst the bursts of outspokenness.

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-02-25 11:46 pm UTC (link)
Niki had no such thoughts in her head, she was really kind of happy. An unusual feeling for her. If this was merely a one night hang out, with a very hot and sweet guy, Niki would take it hands down as the blessing it was meant to be. Niki hadn't had many happy moments, or even just perfect evenings like this in a long, long time. The smile on her face slipped a bit, still thinking of Micah. In her head the argument started and it scared her, a lot. Jessica's voice, clear as a bell. 'Niki, Niki, Niki, how can you even be contemplating this, look at all the shit that has happened to you. You need revenge, darling Niki, Peter needs to die, and you are SITTING HERE, partying. How do you think Micah feels about this?' Niki swallowed the tears away. 'Why, why are you here now, Jessica? Please, let me just have my life for this time? I know what Peter did, I know what he did to us, to him.' Because even in Niki's head, Micah's name was hard to say. Niki clamped down on Jessica then, pushing her so far back into her head as she slipped onto the bed, removing her shoes. Niki reached around to put in the quarter, as the bed jumped to life then, Niki gave a slight jolt. This thing has some staying power. "Wow, it's like riding one of those gravity rides at an amusement park." Niki commented out loud, her voice warbling slightly from the beds movements. Niki laughed happily, except this time, the laugh didn't reach her eyes.

When Dean offered to pour her another drink, Niki piped up quickly. "Yes, please?" There was a hint of vulnerability to her voice then. Niki began to give herself the mental pep talk, deal with the crazy later. Now, was not the time for her D.I.D to make an appearance.

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[info]hellsboy
2009-02-26 08:29 am UTC (link)
Dean chuckled over his shoulder at her enjoyment of the vibrating bed. As much as he had tried to hide it before she came in, he was sort of glad she'd noticed. He couldn't help noticing how the vibrations of the bed touseled her hair and he had to turn back toward the kitchenette before he began to have some praticularly embarrassing problems he might not be able to control.

He strolled to the cupboard above the sink in the kitchenette and pulled down two crystalline tumblers. The two Niki had brought were sticky with the film of the scotch they'd drunk before. These were fresh and he poured them both a very healthy double shot.

With great self-control, Dean brought the drinks back to the bed where Jessica sat. She'd introduced herself to him as Jessica after all so that was who he thought of her as. Though she'd changed some since that initial meeting. He figured it must be the scotch.

"Here you go, Ms. Sanders," he said with a charming smile, handing her the glass in his left hand.

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-02-26 07:30 pm UTC (link)
Niki smiled when he came back, adding that feral intensity to it. Niki was happy, she planned to stay that way, Jessica be damned. "Well, now this is what I call the very best of service. Double oh Winchester." Niki looked toward Dean and winked, her face was a mask of bliss. Once the bed stopped vibrating, Niki sat up, smoothing her hair down and taking the proffered drink from him. Her fingers purposefully touched his hand as she did so. There was an art to talking to people, you paid attention to what they said, say their name and touch them as much as possible, but not overly much. You wanted them to know they were the only person in the world you wanted to speak to, being in the kind of business that she had been in taught her that. Frankly, Niki wanted to be very interested in what Dean said with his lips and his body. Niki felt comfort with him, he would either be a very, very good friend and may be more. Except, Niki was not silly, she knew that he must have others and that he was not a guaranteed sure thing. Niki would never objectify him like that, because she too, would never want to be objectified.

"Thank you, Dean." Niki said when she was calmer but the smile on her face was genuine, happy, joyful even. Niki wanted to laugh, to bust the world open like you did when you were young, and she wanted to be a mystery for him. the reasons? Well, because it was what it was.

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[info]hellsboy
2009-02-26 07:32 pm UTC (link)
Dean lifted one brow in a carefully calculated look of amusement. His lips slightly pursed before he donned the Sean Connery impression again and said, "I live to serve. A beautiful lady like yourself should want for nothing."

He smiled archly as her fingers brushed his hand upon taking the glass so he held on to it instead of letting her have it, forcing her to leave her fingers where they were or let go. He was curious how she would respond to that move. She'd been cycling through some interesting facial expressions, always settling on a very real looking smile. He could tell something was going on under the surface but he couldn't decide if she was just nervous or struggling with something more.

He stepped closer, still holding the glass with her fingers on his hand, and tilted his head. "Tell me, Jessica, what do we drink to this time?"

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-02-26 08:13 pm UTC (link)
Niki gasped softly, but loud enough to hear. When he didn't relinquish the glass to her, Niki left her hand where it was, basically they were holding hands via lead crystal. Niki was both nervous and going through something more. The something more Niki insisted that she needed to keep a lid on it. After all, why ruin a perfectly good evening, or some long over due attention and laughs. Suddenly, Niki spied the red rose through her peripheral vision, and her smile melted into something so warm, so genuine and caring, that she missed his question of what do we drink to this time?

"Pardon? Oh, right. Um, how about the color, red?" Niki's eyes had been glued to Dean's features until her comment, to which they slowly slid toward the red rose that she had not noticed until right now. Niki's heart was pounding so hard in her chest, she was sure he could hear it or see it? Even her throat and cheeks colored a light pink. Reflexively, she licked over her lips before resettling into that warm, soft smile.

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[info]hellsboy
2009-02-26 08:37 pm UTC (link)
And he was rewarded with a gasp. Which was not exactly what he'd expected but definitely very pleasant. He let the glass slide from his hand, allowing her to have possession of it as his smile broadened. His green eyes twinkled playfully and he shook his head slowly.

"The color red? Uh uh. I do believe you are asking me to toast to you, Ms. Sanders." He chuckled and eyed her entirely red ensemble. Then as he raised his tumbler to tap hers gently, producing a light ting! of the crystal against crystal, he said, "A toast to the lovely Jessica Sanders and to the color red."

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-02-26 09:34 pm UTC (link)
"To me, no that was not my intention." Niki flicked her eyes to the red rose and then nodded toward that. "Roses, too, can come in the color red, you know." When Dean had toasted her then, Niki took a sip of her drink with a smile. Clearing her throat then, moving the tumbler away from her lips and yay for color stay lipstick, she always hated how garish red lipstick looked on the rim of anything, other then a collar perhaps. Her smiled turned a little naughty then, but she leaned in a little, close enough that the tip of her nose was almost touching his cheek. Niki took in a small whiff of him, he did smell good. Before he caught onto what she was doing though, she leaned in further and kissed his cheek. Then Niki pulled back with a smile. Putting the tumbler down, she leaned over to grab the rose, breaking the stem so that she could place it in the lapel of his tux. "Now, there, you see Double Oh Winchester? The transformation is complete."

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[info]hellsboy
2009-02-27 03:16 pm UTC (link)
Dean watched her mouth as she drank from the glass for the toast. She used it very prettily and he looked a little blank for a long moment until she stepped closer to him, leaning in to softly sniff and kiss his cheek. He knew he had a simple, clean smell. Soap and the vague scent of spice. It was signature and never let him down.

He chuckled then at her sneakiness; she'd found a way to get very close and he was breathing her in, momentarily closing his eyes and chuckling again. "Naughty girl," he muttered.

He patted his lapel where she'd attached the rose and recovered his former control. Offering his arm to her, he inclined his head toward the door. "I think your pizza awaits, Ms. Sanders. Shall we?"

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-02-27 06:22 pm UTC (link)
Niki felt bad, thinking may be she crossed a line. Niki wasn't always so sure, not like Jessica was, Jessica, however, was laughing softly in her head and commenting on how this Dean was putty in her hands. Niki couldn't help notice the age difference as well. Dean was a lot younger then she was, or so it seemed. Being almost 35, but Niki felt if he was all right with it, so was she.

The chuckling made her stiffen, in a good way. Her back and arms breaking out in goose bumps from the sound, the feeling of his hot breath against her skin. He smelled so clean and spice. Niki, too, was never a fan for those floral, old ladies perfumes. The one she always like the most was called Black Cashmere and it was all sensual spiciness. Her shampoo and conditioner reflected her favoring the more earthy of scents.

"My, my...me? Naughty? And here I thought you barely knew me." Oh, she heard him, his face was so close to her ear. That was until she leaned over him.

Then Dean was all back to business, checking his lapel. Niki just smirked, grabbed her bag and downed her drink. "I think it does, Mr. Winchester." Niki detached from him, walking ahead of him. Hips swaying very softly, her hair rippling down her back, she stopped to look at him over her shoulder then. "You coming with?" Then Niki sauntered toward the door and opened it, holding it open for Dean.

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[info]hellsboy
2009-02-27 06:58 pm UTC (link)
She smelled so nice that he had a hard time not putting his hands on her hips, pulling her close and giving her a good kissing. He kept himself under control nevertheless. Not that kissing would have been such a bad thing from his perspective but there was something going on with her under the surface that made him think she might be ready to flip her lid at any moment. He hoped he was wrong.

He glanced at his arm, which he'd held out for her but she'd walked by it. He wondered if he'd offended her by getting them back on task. Last thing he'd wanted to do is offend her when he was wondering if she was close to going all Fatal Attraction with him. Though it was only glimpses of the struggle he was seeing. Maybe he was just imagining it.

"I'm there," he said and swaggered in an exageratedly James Bond way to the door. Hoping to make her smile. He took her place, holding the door for her so that she could exit into the hallway. "After you, my lady."

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-02-27 07:10 pm UTC (link)
Niki smiled and laughed hard, he was a riot and he made her feel warm and happy. She noticed he had held out his arm, but she wanted to be a little bit of a mystery. Not the atypical hot chick. When he finally made it to the door, the twinkle in her eye was still there, even more so now with him being so adorable.

When he grabbed the door, she took the few steps out and waited, holding her arm out in such a way, that she expected him to offer her his own arm, now. "Why thank you, good sir. Mr. double oh Winchester, I am suddenly feeling like one of the very hot, and very bad Bond ladies. I feel like I should have a gun strapped to my thigh or something."

Niki was happy that they weren't talking about their lives, previous to being here, or just in general(well, she would never admit that it would be nice to have someone she could confide in). Niki didn't know if it was a good thing that he didn't want to know about her, or a bad thing? Niki decided to try and not think on that too hard.

When and if he offered her his arm now, with her free hand, Niki would lay gently over it to rub up and down gently, just letting him know that she was here and interested. Niki was also sad that Jessica took now to pipe up, she felt like this might be the one and only time that she might ever have the chance to spend with him. To know who and what Dean Winchester was all about, that illusion though crumbled quickly in her head. It was a sad thought indeed, but she didn't let it show, not to him.

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[info]hellsboy
2009-02-27 10:55 pm UTC (link)
"You're very welcome, Ms. Sanders. You are very much a Bond girl in that ensemble. It can't be helped," he said with a theatrical smile. It was all a show for a few moments as he channeled the James Bond she kept attributing to him. Which was fine with him because the enigma of playacting suited the moment. They both were playing a part it seemed. "Be careful I don't deflower you before the night is through," he joked.

He offered her his arm again once they were outside the door and smiled over at her pleasantly. "It's been a long time since I've had such a lovely lady on my arm. I think you'll probably be the last before I end up stuck in the burbs hunting crazy people with my brother."

He led them through the hallways to the door outside. As per his request, his black Chevy Impala was waiting just outside to take them to the restaurant on grounds. "Your carraige awaits, my lady."

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-02-27 11:11 pm UTC (link)
Niki beamed at him for the compliment, so much so that she kind of just went with the moment, leaned in and to kiss him very softly on the lips. Niki pulled back, eyebrow quirked and with a slight challenge in her tone said, "Oh really? Deflower me, huh?" Both of her hands cupped his cheeks as she looked at him. Before he could do too much, she took a step back to walk beside him, but had her head turned toward him.

Her one arm was looped around his, the other rested on top of his forearm as they walked. When he spoke his next comment, Niki thought she was dropped in a vat of ice water. "Hunt crazy people?" Oh god, this was a trap, the Company was here. No wonder, she was really, really beginning to be attracted to this man, but now? Yeah. That attraction was still there, it was pretty intense too. "I am very sorry to hear that." Her voice was soft, holding an emotion she couldn't even put a finger on.

When he took her outside to the car, Niki's eye's lit up. It reminded her of her red car she...no Jessica owned. "Wow, very nice ride. Very nice." Waiting for him to open the door for her, Niki was wondering if she should hit him and run as fast as she could? Or just go with him and let him take her back, try to make her whole again? A real person, even if they stuck her back into that meta human prison again.

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[info]hellsboy
2009-02-28 01:05 pm UTC (link)
Had he really said "deflower?" The scotch was really beginning to affect him in ways he hadn't expected. He had never been a lightweight with alcohol but apparently the good stuff the planet provided was stronger than anything he'd ever had before. He looked appropriately sheepish until she kissed him. Then he'd known he had the upper hand again. She was completely under his spell. He didn't have to do a thing and she was busy kissing him on the cheek and on the mouth.

Rakishly he smiled at her and winked. "Yep, crazy people. They make pacts with the devil or at least that's what they think. There was this one girl had made a deal with a demon for the ability to shapeshift into whoever she wanted to be. Then there was the dude who could become invisible and walk through walls. My dad and I used to talk about how it was the people who were involved with the demons who were worse than the real monsters." He wasn't sure why he was just talking about this all of a sudden as though she was familiar with what he did back at home. His tongue was sufficiently loosened though and he was spilling it all now. "Eh, it's just what we Winchesters were created for. It's in our genetics."

Leaning toward the car, he opened the door with another flourish. He smiled at her compliment. "This is my steady. Glad you like her," he said, gazing fondly at the shiny, black car. He was momentarily unsure if he should get behind the wheel though. His head was a little fuzzy from all he'd had to drink.

"On second thought," he said, "it's a really nice evening. Would you like to walk?"

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-02-28 04:37 pm UTC (link)
Niki watched him intently, she was getting to be a little, no, a lot wary of Dean Winchester. Kissing him and touching him, she couldn't help it. Niki would admit that she was attracted to him, still.

When he continued on in that same vein about crazies, Niki bristled a little, looking down at the ground as she listened. "Demons and pacts, you mean Biblical kinds of things?" Niki could get behind that and believe in it, hell she could be a part of that, but she wasn't. Her life, her abilities, Micah's and D. L's were all planned out, made by man, not Satan. Then again, may be that is what Dean had seen her as, may be this was his grand finale? Knowing, what she had done in her room earlier, was he trying to poke the snake with a stick? Pushing her to go off on him? He seemed a little drunk, so did she, but she was also sufficiently freaked out. "So, you hunt Demons?" Niki asked, it did not bother her, not did she think he was crazy. Come on, look at her and people like her in her world.

He leaned in toward the car, then he smiled. He had a lowly smile, it made her smile softly in return. "It is really nice." He gazed at this car like he would the love of his life. Niki knew right then and there that any girl he came into contact with outside of this car and may be this job he spoke about, well she took second or seventh place. That saddened Niki slightly.

When he asked her if she wanted to walk, Niki only nodded and stepped back from the car. "Yeah, sure."

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[info]hellsboy
2009-02-28 11:08 pm UTC (link)
She had a strange expression on her face and it was making him feel strangely uncomfortable. He'd seen the internal struggle she'd seemed to be experiencing before but this was more than that. This was mistrust and he thought maybe he could smooth it over if he took her mind off of it somehow.

"Yeah some of it's Biblical, I guess. Prophecies and all that. Most of it's just stupid people playing with things they have no business getting involved with. Dad and I took down a doctor who was using ancient black magic to create clones of his dead daughter. That was insane. We had to kill all of the clones because they were blood thirsty." He got the vibe from her that he was pushing the limit with his talk about his job but he found himself unable to stop babbling. It was almost like what Andy had been talking to him about earlier. When the brain bender dude had made him spill his guts like it was his job. He tried to stop.

Offering her his arm again as she stepped away from the Impala he chuckled, trying to make light of it all. "Sorry to bore you. I never really talk about my job like this with anyone usually." He turned on his smile again, hoping it looked as natural as he wanted it to.

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-03-02 11:25 am UTC (link)
For all intents and purposes, Niki was intrigued about what he was telling her. It began to show on her face. "So, you hunt the things that go bump in the night, basically? Is that what you are saying?" Niki's tone sounded intrigued too. Don't get her wrong, she was still wary as hell, but she was also interested in Dean and his life.

"Sounds like a man who really missed his child." Niki should know, her head dropped for a moment when she said it and she swallowed the lump in her throat, stopped the tears. Dean didn't seem the kind of guy who would go past the fun, happy times. Although, Niki didn't really know Dean that well, she could be completely off the mark too.

"Oh, no worries Dean, you aren't boring me in the least. I find your life, your work interesting. I truly do." Niki offered him a warm, soft smile. His smile, however, looked forced. So, Niki put her hand on his arm and gently rubbed it up and down. "Really, not bored. Intrigued, to be specific." Niki waited for a moment before asking, "What did the daughter die from?"

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[info]hellsboy
2009-03-02 04:34 pm UTC (link)
"Yes, indeed. That is exactly what I hunt." He grinned at her in a way that a game show host might when a contestant has continually guessed the right answers until the audience is in a frenzy. In this case though, there was no frenzy. Just a scotch-muddled mind.

"I get missing your kid," he answered. "I get that parents will do anything - well a lot of parents will - to get their kids back or keep them alive or whatever. I just don't understand making a monster and then cloning it. Nutjobs don't need to be cloned!"

He noticed her head dip and wondered if he'd offended her somehow. He seemed to be very concerned about that this evening. They were nearing the restaurant now and he was hoping she wouldn't start crying. He wasn't sure what he'd do if he had upset her so much that she cried. He didn't want to think about that. He wouldn't.

He cleared his throat and eyed her as she began to smile again. He lifted a brow slightly and then answered her question. "They had tried to do a gene therapy on her to cure some brain disorder. Dissociative identity disorder I think. Which makes the whole cloning thing pretty funny when you look back at it."

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-03-02 04:49 pm UTC (link)
Niki just smiled and shook her head at that. He could be amusing as hell at times.

"Yeah, do you?" Niki asked when he made that comment. The word nutjobs kept coming up too. Niki's head dropped again, now willing herself to calm down or not to strangle him while crying. Taking a deep breath made her feel better. Niki noticed they were nearing a building then. It didn't truly register then, because of the next words that came out of his mouth.

"Gene therapy?" That wasn't the part that slammed her in the face, oh no, it was the next comment and the fact that he kept calling them nutjobs.

"D.I.D.," Niki nodded, suddenly feeling like she might be sick. Taking a couple of steps back, she couldn't look at him. "Do you know the hell a person has to go through in order to become a nut job with D.I.D., the chronic abuse. How about being choked nearly to death on a nightly basis while his breath smelled of alcohol, being beaten so badly that you can't do anything, but hide inside of your mind until it is so fractured and broken that it might never come back together. How about knowing that your sister took the abuse for you, because you were too fragile to take it, that is until she dies and all that is left is you, but she still lives in here." Niki tapped her temple. "How about being beaten, abused in ways you could never imagine night, after night, after night, after night, until you are gone and all that is left in its place is a shell of who you used to be with so many problems with sex, money, control, love, and then add in the chunks of times you lose, or doing things while you are completely out of your mind, and in the mind of someone else, but it is your body. Doing hateful and truly wicked things."

The tears were both hanging off her lower lashes, threatening to spill down her cheeks and onto the ground below her.

"Keep telling me about nut jobs, Dean? Or losing your child, hell how about losing your child to the man you been sleeping with for years and he doesn't tell you. Knowing he blew up, alone and scared as the world around him turned into napalm and no one could get to him. Keep telling me about these nut jobs." Niki's voice had been wavering, she felt like jelly and that her legs might give up on her.

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[info]hellsboy
2009-03-03 01:41 pm UTC (link)
Dean's jaw dropped as she began listing all of the horrors and atrocities a person who had DID had to have accumulated before going over the edge. Somewhere along the way he'd known all of that but it had never occurred to him that she would infer that he meant all people with that disorder were nuts. Just the girl he was talking about. She was evil and so was her father. But now was not the time to part hairs on that issue.

It took him just a few seconds more of listening to her and see the tears forming in her eyes to realize that he had hit way too close to home with what he'd been carelessly saying. Mentally he kicked himself for being an insensitive ass. But how was he to know she had suffered so much? Had the disorder he'd been talking about? He supposed that if he hadn't been half drunk on scotch he would have recognized what it was that she had been struggling with under the surface and the changes in her that had taken place periodically.

He almost automatically reached out to touch her but he knew that would be a big mistake. "Hey, look. I didn't know," he said softly, placatingly. "I'm sorry. I'm an ass, I know. Hey, please don't cry, ok?" He knew he sounded like even more of an ass telling her not to cry but he was never sure what to do when a girl started crying in front of him. Especially when it had been his fault.

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-03-03 01:58 pm UTC (link)
Niki walked up to him, her face a smirk, eyes clear. Then she smacked him, hard. Even if she pulled it in, Jessica was looming under the surface.

"Callow Ass. You know, I thought that we would just hang out, may be I would have cooked a few burgers and just talked. Instead, you took my meaning to this, and I accepted. Why, I have no idea anymore! I wanted to not taste the ash my life had become from losing so much. Now, just standing here, listening to you talk. You chew people up and spit them out when you are done. The way you sound. you've been betrayed, yeah, so what..who hasn't been? I thought you were funny and sweet, and I gave myself into that like an idiot. Never before would I have just let someone waltz into my life like that...here I had hoped it was more then my looks that got to you. Not that you even asked the big questions or took it past some silly talk, moments of fun. I had hoped you would at least treat me as a human being, someone more then my parts. The way you spoke, the way you just talked down about people like they mean nothing, unless they are you or directly related to you shows me just how much you care. I am not some piece of ass, I have a past and a future, and a middle. You spoke that way because you only saw me as 'arm candy' and nothing more. You didn't care that you were being offensive and back peddling doesn't fix it. I'd hate to hear how you speak to your friends about people. You told me you were a hunter, that you help people. I don't see how you can help people past your prejudice and bitterness. I accepted you, I accepted everything that you told me because I know what it is like to be looked down upon, frowned on, talked shit about. You are filled with charm, smarts and intellect, but your emotional maturity blows. Your lack of compassion speaks volumes. Excuse me." Niki tried to get by without fully cracking down in front of him. At least she was turned away when the facade of Jessica completely broke and it was just Niki, raw and angry.

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[info]hellsboy
2009-03-04 11:39 am UTC (link)
When she'd slapped him, Dean had stopped regretting what he'd said. He'd been careless and stupid but he'd apologized. The fact she'd slapped him meant that she didn't give a shit. He wasn't into dealing with that right now. Not at all. He wouldn't hit her. He wouldn't lay a finger on her. But he would defend himself if she tried to slap him again.

"Whoa, seriously? I was talking about a demented, evil little bitch who killed her little sister over a box of Girl Scout cookies. Her asshole of a father didn't clone the little sister, he cloned the crazy, demonic chick. They were nuts, Jessica. None of that had anything to do with anyone else or you or whatever." He sighed and threw up his hands. "Why am I arguing this with you? You just slapped me! You're lucky I don't hit women."

He shook his head and stepped back then turned on his heel to walk back in the direction they'd come. Then he thought better and turned back toward her. "You know what? Yeah I mentioned arm candy but I've been nothing but a gentleman to you. I haven't tried to make a move or degrade you in any way. A piece of ass, if I was ever an asshole who treated women like that, wouldn't have made it off the bed, let alone out in public with me. So don't go passing judgments on my emotional maturity level."

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-03-04 01:40 pm UTC (link)
Niki was hurt and not thinking clearly and the sheer fact that it hadn't been her that hit him kind of threw her for a loop.

"I'm sorry." Niki said. "I just remember you kept saying nut jobs and I...I don't know." Niki really hadn't been in her right head and he was right to be angry. "I know you have been nothing but...I know." It hadn't been Niki.

"It wasn't me. It wasn't me and I know you don't believe me. I'm not Jessica, she is...was, she was gone."

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[info]hellsboy
2009-03-04 01:52 pm UTC (link)
Dean had a hard time not looking at her like she had seven heads and was breathing fire. The about-face was so abrupt that it nearly made his head spin.

"You're not Jessica? Who are you? You know what though, I don't know if I want to know. I'm keeping my lips zipped around you. I realize you may not be able to control what happens to you if all of what you said is true. But I'm not going to stand here and wait for you to slap me around some more when I accidentally mention something else sensitive." He shook his head and took another step back away from her.

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-03-04 02:17 pm UTC (link)
The way he was first talking to her, then this.

"Jessica and I had integrated. I am the person you met, it was all me, I just used her name. Since coming here I have been stressed, I just used her name after coming out of the meta human prison they put my kind into, I just don't remember and you don't even care to listen. You don't have to do that. I like you Dean, please don't take...you were being heartless in the way you came off and I don't even remember everything and kept saying things over and over. I am sorry." When he kept stepping away from her, Niki wondered why she even bothered?
"Please, don't? It's been a stressful time for me and something happened. I don't know why I am trying to talk to you? I don't want you to hate me, but I get why you would. I can control her. You don't care, I don't blame you." Niki suddenly felt dead inside and knew she wouldn't be bothering him ever again.

(OOC I am kind of confused here. I know we had spoken about things, but then I haven't seen you on. I don't want to impose. I thought we would talk how this would be handled. But I get that Dean wants to get away from here. Sorry)

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[info]hellsboy
2009-03-05 08:33 am UTC (link)
Dean wanted to take issue with her using stress as an excuse but then he stopped. He stopped moving away, stopped thinking about her as though she were any other normal woman. She'd just explained to him, however convolutedly, the horrific way she had been treated for a large portion of her life. It sounded like she'd had shitty taste in men in the past. But some of that she hadn't been able to control. It had just happened to her. The way things just happen to people all the time for seemingly no reason other than the powers that be don't control people like puppets as nice as it would be if they'd at least control the evil ones. It wasn't fair of him to hold her to the standard he'd hold someone who wasn't suffering from DID. Some allowances had to be made.

Still he wondered too if she wasn't just lying because she was a completely out of control bitch. He decided to give her the benefit of the doubt, even if he was still very uncomfortable and really disinterested in saying something triggering accidentally again.

"Look, I get it. You were dealt a really crappy hand in life," he started and looked her in the eye. "You said you can control her? It doesn't look that way to me. Either that or you wanted to slap me around yourself."

He stopped and sighed, shaking his head. "You've got to stop passing judgment on me. You don't know if I care. You don't know what I'm thinking except that I don't want an instant replay of a minute ago. You can't expect a guy to apologize and then slap him and have him think 'Oh, yeah I want to stick around for more!' It doesn't work that way, Jes- whatever your name is."

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-03-05 07:32 pm UTC (link)
"No, but all I am seeing is you passing judgment yourself. What you said hurt me, and was just insensitive. And the stress is a trigger. Look it up if you don't beleive me. I didn't slap you, I saw me slapping you, but I didn't slap you. You hurt me. Even if they were evil assholes, the way you talked about the disease, it was dismissive. And I told you my name, I told you a lot more then I have ever told anyone, other then Pete. My father was a bastard. He made me like this, after he killed my sister. What he did to us, he paid for, but it wasn't me. You are right, I don't know, but you don't know me either. We are integrated, were, doesn't matter now does it? Don't worry, I am not going to jump you and beat on you. Even without a disorder, the way you were talking was insensitive. So, do not put all of this on me. I won't allow you to do that. It takes two people to make something happen, not just one." Niki said, wiping her eyes. "It's Niki, Okay, you want to call me Jessica, then call me that. Do whatever you wish."

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[info]hellsboy
2009-03-05 08:05 pm UTC (link)
"Well that was a barrage of bullshit. You're fully allowed to choose to not believe what I said to you but I have to believe you or else I'm some kind of shit head. I can't apologize because you won't believe anything I say but I am supposed to stand here and listen to you rant at me about what I did and already apologized for. Ok. Well have a nice evening. I'll leave you to it."

Dean threw up his hands and turned around, throwing them down again as he left. Jogging back to his dorm.

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[info]splitmysoul
2009-03-05 08:09 pm UTC (link)
"Dean.I never said you were a shit head." Niki said. "I do believe you, but I am telling you how I feel. How is this fair?"

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