War Is Coming Communications.

I know how you like to get in the middle of activity and help save the day, but a girl was just brought in last night. She was attacked by one of the vampires and I'm not even sure if she'll make it. Please try to stay out of trouble. I don't want you to be the next one in this condition. I love you too much.

If it's needed, I'd like to take on more shifts. I think that keeping busy would do me good. By the way, how are you doing?

[Beth]

I was thinking of repeating that night sometime soon. Only if I impressed you with the last date, though.

Meet me up on the complex roof.

ooc: Mick has a film projector set up there loaded with a couple older movies including His Girl Friday. He's going to project them onto a relatively smooth wall up there. There are also cushions to sit on and a giant bowl of popcorn for her.

Please tell me I'm waking up from a very bad dream.

Nobody mentioned that mass amnesia was a thing around here.

[ FILTERED; MICK ]

Please tell me you're still you and you have the faintest clue who I am.

Oh let's all weep and wail for the death of the poor ickle Rakshasa. Oi, bleeding hearts crew. You lot do know what a Rakshasa is, right? The reincarnated spirit of an evil person, born again to eat the flesh of mankind? Shapeshifters who prey on weaknesses, who exploit children? Any of this ringing a bell?

I personally think they're hilarious. And really, they're getting off light. They'd be in with my lot if it wasn't for the bloody Pagans playing with reincarnation.

But really, you all get all sappy and emotional over the death of something that probably wasn't even a child to begin with. There, there, you all have a nice cup of tea.

Mortals. So glad I don't have much of a soul any more.

I do believe that it's time for us all to have another heart-to-heart.

Your determination is admirable. It's not all that often one finds a branch of humanity quite as infested with such selfless optimism and bravery as this one.

I sympathize with all of you. I truly do.

That is why I'm going to tell you, here and now, that you should stop. Your hopeful speeches, the never-ending rounds of hakuna matata that you keep throwing at one another whenever you take a fall...

Aren't you tired? Wouldn't you rather rest? Stop fighting. Stop pretending. This war is already over and you should be spending the rest of your days enjoying what little time you have left. Go to the beach. Get some sun. Embrace your loved ones while you still can. Live your lives while they're still yours.

And, if you have the time, deliver Sam Winchester to me in a box with a pretty bow with a certain agreeable word that starts with 'y' on his lips.

I'm starting to think the store around the corner thinks that I have some kind of weird rock salt addiction. They might call those people who do that show about freaky fetishes on me if I keep buying from them.


(Castiel)
I've got a couple fake ID's set up for you.

Hey, it's Meg. Just wondering how you're settling in and everything. Any less weird yet?

I'm sure you probably still have questions about this place. I'm not certain I could answer all of them, but I could try. Did you want to meet somewhere to talk?

Couple of things since we got a handful of new people roaming around.

1. Sign up and attend the goddamn classes offered. They're listed on the complex bulletin board. I don't care how much of a hot shot you think you are for fighting monsters. If you ain't got a clue how these ones work you're gonna get yourself or someone else killed. Listen and learn.

2. Hunter's camp beginning of April. Let me know if you want in. If you were at the last one expect to be coming back in May for a refresher.

3. Rose--what day are you doing the intro class? If you're new, go to it. If you need a refresher, go to it.

I've seen and done some strange things in my time, but waking up on a park bench with zero recollection of how I made it halfway across the country's a new one.

Somebody want to explain? And I'm going to feel really stupid if th