69th Hunt [Action]

[dudeimbatman]

[Dean is sitting at the bar of one of the dive bars in the Underground. It's greasy, dirty and just beat up enough to make him feel at home. He's got a glass of whiskey in front of him that he's actually sipping at this time. He looks rough though, unshaven and like he hasn't slept in a week. He's been trying, honestly, but with Sam gone his nightmares have gotten worse. It's like the weeks after Sam jumped into the pit but he doesn't have Lisa and Ben here to get his shit together for. He does have friends like Cameron, who's been bringing him donuts and coffee every day and Ken, who's meeting him for drinks because clearly he needs to get drunk again]


[ooc: Anyone is welcome to show up and poke at Dean. He needs the interaction to pull him out of his slump.]

Comments

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Yeah but you're never too young to be a creeper.

[1charmingangel.livejournal.com]

I know. I've punched a number of them. [Takes a swallow of his drink.]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Good for you. [Dean always approves of creepers being punched. He's already forgotten he accused Jace of being one.]

[1charmingangel.livejournal.com]

[Jace is so over it. Like it never happened.] I'm Jace. And who are you?

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Dean Winchester. [He doesn't offer his hand for a shake but he seems friendly enough anyway. He takes a sip of his whiskey.]