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Aruraliel (blackeyedangel) wrote in spinningcompass,
@ 2015-05-08 22:20:00

Entry tags:

!closed, dean winchester, ~aruraliel, ~claire novak

Who: Rory and Claire Novak
Where: The city
What: Rory finds a new arrival
When: Friday evening
Rating: TBD
Open: To Isabel and Dean
Status: Ongoing
Rory needed to take a walk. He thought that moving into his own place was a good idea but it was quiet and he hated that. He was actually contemplating asking if he could go back home, but he needed to think about it. To really think about it. And that required some walking.

He left the apartment building and turned right, then just started walking. He wasn't paying attention to where he was going, just used his senses to keep him from running into things. He let his mind drift as he thought about everything. About why he moved out in the first place, all of it. He just needed time to think.

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((I play Isabel too lol))

blackeyedangel
2015-05-10 02:55 am UTC (link)

It didn't take long to get to the diner and Rory opened the door for Claire. Isabel was working behind the counter, wiping it down as she usually did when she was bored.

"Hey, Isabel." Rory waved at her.

"Hey there, sugar. Wasn't expecting to see you in here." The woman came out from behind the counter. "Certainly wasn't expecting you to bring in a friend."

"This is Claire. Claire Novak." Rory indicated. Isabel's eyes went wide for a moment before she just nodded.

"Go ahead and have a seat, you two. I'll get the menus." Isabel then went back behind the counter.

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angelhearted
2015-05-10 03:11 am UTC (link)

Still a bit glassy-eyed, Claire followed him through the diner door and into the wall of food-smelling atmosphere. Meatloaf or pot roast, something savory hung in the air along with hints of coffee and baked goods. Her stomach loudly reminded her how long it'd been since she ate something, but Claire ignored it- instead watching the back of the head of the woman that'd greeted them.

"Okay...she knew my name," she said in low tones to...

She didn't know his name.

"How did she know me?"

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blackeyedangel
2015-05-10 03:15 am UTC (link)

"Like I said, she's a friend of Dean's." That was the simplest way to explain it for now. He pulled a chair out for Claire and smiled. "Have a seat." He then walked around and took a seat himself.

Isabel came back a moment later and placed the menus on the table. She put a hand on Rory's shoulder. "You want your usual, honey, or do you want to give the menu a look?"

"I'll take a look, thank you." Rory smiled up at her.

"Alright. Just holler when you're ready to order, okay?" It seemed like Isabel's southern drawl was a little thicker tonight than usual but Rory said nothing about it. Isabel then went back to the kitchen.

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angelhearted
2015-05-10 03:46 am UTC (link)

Claire eased into the chair, accommodating for the sword hidden under her clothing with relative ease. That ease, of course, was not written on her face. She watched 'Isabel' leave again, then ticked her eyes back to...

Jesus, this was really fucking real, wasn't it.

"You never told me your name," she said, sliding the menu to the side. A cup of coffee and whatever baked good last came out of the oven- that was her usual. She wasn't picky when it came to food.

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	blackeyedangel 2015-05-10 03:52 am UTC (link)
	"My given name is Aruraliel but Dean always called me Rory. Said it was easier to say." He chuckled a little. He could have sworn he told her but a lot had happened in the short time since she'd run into him in the street. "The burgers here are really good." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	angelhearted 2015-05-10 04:12 am UTC (link)
	"He's right." And that was coming from another who had tons of Latin gibberish memorized. "I'm sure they are-" she tacked on, not even bothering to hide her impatience. "You said Dean was here, right? Would you mind, y'know, calling him for me? My phone's with the rest of my shit somewhere in another dimension, apparently." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	blackeyedangel 2015-05-10 04:15 am UTC (link)
	Rory just nodded and smiled, then sighed. He got to his feet. I'm going to go outside to call him. Just...let Isabel know what you want." He then turned to leave the diner, though he was just going to step outside the door. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

angelhearted
2015-05-10 06:24 am UTC (link)

Claire gnawed on the inside of her cheek as she tracked Aurariliel or whatever the fuck his name was- Rory- out the diner door. She sat back on the spine of her chair with a long, frustrated sigh that went well with the way she pushed her hand through her hair.

One trick she'd been told over the years, particularly when dealing with mind-altering monsters; things like witches, poison things, as well as angels and demons- when reality wasn't adding up (or in some cases, it was adding up too well), look for something that stood out of place. A key, or anchor she could use to pull herself out of whatever trip she'd been sent on.

But everywhere she looked here, something was out of place- the biggest clue being Rory himself. Angels and demons- they didn't mate. Did they?

No. Considering it was her father's body being used in that equation, Claire stopped herself from examining it all too closely. All she had left was to watch the product of said supposed union on his phone call, and wonder if he actually was calling Dean in the first place. Though that may have been her paranoia talking.

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	blackeyedangel 2015-05-10 06:38 am UTC (link)
	Rory stayed just outside the door where he could look in on Claire every now and then. Isabel came over with two glasses of water and smiled. "Know what you want, yet?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

angelhearted
2015-05-10 06:47 am UTC (link)

"Uh- yeah." Claire dropped one hand to her thigh, the other resting on the veneer of the table, fingertips rapping in a round once before she tucked them into her palm to stop her nervous twitch. Only then did her eyes slide from Rory to the woman he'd sort-of introduced him to.

"I want a coffee with cream, whatever baked good came out of the oven last, and uh... to know exactly what you know about me. Kay?" Claire smiled, but her eyebrows popped up to embellish how much she wasn't kidding.

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isabellane
2015-05-10 06:51 am UTC (link)

"Coffee with cream. And I've got two kinds of pie. Cherry or raspberry. And that's a really nice try, sweetie, but I'm going to have to talk to Dean before I say anything, okay?" Isabel grinned and then turned to fill the order. It took a lot to catch her off guard, even in this place. And she certainly wasn't going to say anything without checking with Dean first.

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angelhearted
2015-05-10 07:09 am UTC (link)

The frustration in her eyes was easily reflected in her smile, which now had a distinctive sarcastic flare. Not so much aimed at Isabel more than Claire's general grudge she was starting to form against this place.

Then again, she couldn't growl too much about the thin veil of secrecy. It was Dean after all.

"Cherry, then" she told her after an irritated moment, a long sigh pushing through her nose as she looked back outside. Her fingers started wrapping again.

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cram_it_ugly
2015-05-10 08:46 am UTC (link)

It hadn't taken him very long to get to the diner. It was just down the street from the apartments after all. And it was the only way he got fed when Mary wasn't home.

He paused at his son's side, and just looked in through the glass. "That her?" God. It didn't look like the Claire he remembered at all. This was bad.

Dean had to remind himself that he was still old enough to be her dad. Even if he wasn't. Not at this age.

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blackeyedangel
2015-05-10 02:19 pm UTC (link)

"Yeah." Rory nodded, looking in as well. "She's got an angel blade." It sent a slight shiver through him and he hoped Dean didn't notice.

Inside, Isabel brought out a piece of pie and the coffee, setting them down in front of Claire. She then went back and got the cream.

Rory looked at Dean. "I think she's trying to keep things a bit realistic until Claire settles in." Given that she usually just waved her hand to deliver what she couldn't carry. "Claire is pretty convinced this is a coma dream."

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angelhearted
2015-05-10 04:33 pm UTC (link)

Claire tensely thanked the woman for the order, then immediately went about the mindless motions of adding cream and sugar to the coffee. The pie smelled...god, it smelled fantastic, enough to twist her stomach in another rumble.

It distracted her, apparently enough to have completely missed Dean's approach, because when her eyes ticked back to where Rory was standing, it was next to a familiar face.

She wasn't sure if Dean was avoiding her gaze, or just didn't see it. Either way, Claire locked on in that unmistakable yes, I see you expression.

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cram_it_ugly
2015-05-10 07:19 pm UTC (link)

An angel blade and an antipossession tattoo. Yep something had definitely changed for the youngest Novak. "She know who and what you are?" Had she made threats? He knew most hunters would without a second thought if they didn't just end things and aso questions later.

Dean's mouth watered as Iz walked that piece of pie out. She was a nice distraction too. When Claire turned he could definitely read that look. With a soft sigh he muttered, "I guess we'd better go back in." Though he wouldn't blame Rory if he split.

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	blackeyedangel 2015-05-10 07:31 pm UTC (link)
	"I told her. Pretty sure that's part of why she thinks this isn't real." He nodded. He was pretty sure Dean was the only reason he was still alive but he kept that to himself. Rory opened the diner door. "After you." (Reply to this) (Parent)

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