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Post by Darrius Ajax Ambrose on Nov 8, 2011 12:19:10 GMT -5
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Darrius started to soak up the demon information that the book gave. He then heard the feet come closer and stared up as a man short, brown hair walked in a gun hosted to his shoulder. The gun ultimately made the phoenix blink in slight fright. The immortal always drilled himself that he should never...never ever be hunted. It is something he hated...being hunted by a hunter.
He then stared at the boy. What has he done to scare deh kid? Well, he did 'nothing' to scare the kid. He only handed the boy some books that will help. His blue eyes studied the man and his boy with caution before returning to reading. Darrius is just a customer to a library. Dean and Ben can also compare the phoenixes's, calm demeanor to the mortals that are running by Dean, trying to exit the library as fast as they can.
Darrius the sighed to himself before slowly and carefully laying the book on the table. With calmness, he turned to Dean and Ben. "What have I done to upset you and your friend? I am just another customer to the library. There is also no need for any shooting. Also, I might add that the cops may come...since you scared a great number of citizens." he said and asked Dean and Ben with a calm voice. He is also partly showing that he has never did anything bad to Ben and Dean. None at all.
[style=padding: 15px; font-size: 0.7em;] Status: Done Outfit: Sky-blue t-shirt and jeans Notes: Showing that he is friendly and not harmful to Ben and Dean. If Dean says he is so, Darrius may want to know personally why he is harmful. Also, on what cause Ben's fear.
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Post by Dean Winchester on Dec 23, 2011 11:36:17 GMT -5
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Post by Darrius Ajax Ambrose on Jan 12, 2012 3:21:51 GMT -5
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Darrius listened to Dean and slightly cocked a brow. Blue eyes flashed to show that Darrius is older than an ordinary mortal. He also stuffed his hands in his pockets and looked slightly before blinking at the hunter and Ben. His mind raged with orders to him to vanish, but he will not like having a hunter on his tail.
With a few minutes of silence, the phoenix started to talk. Darrius nodded about the nervous part. "I understand about people being nervous about things. I was only helping him study demons, which he was researching for some reason." the immortal said politely. Darrius smiled at the question of Dean being a cop. "I should say that you are a hunter, not a cop." the immortal sighed as he slowed his speeding up heart. He knew that he ultimately let out that he knows Dean as a hunter. Darrius looked up to answer the next question.
"Well, I never use guns against people...like hunters. That is a theory, since I rather be on the hunter's side then be an enemy. Next, is that I will likely destroy a gun before using it on someone." the phoenix finally answered with a swift nod of his head. "A gun don't bother me, unless it is used by a hunter." Darrius told softly before leaning on a bookshelf as he blinked his blue eyes at Dean.
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Post by Ben Braeden on Jan 15, 2012 16:48:06 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; height: 751px; background: transparent url(http://i52.tinypic.com/nwkego.jpg)]TAGGED: Darrius/Dean WORD COUNT: 306 NOTES: Sorry if short, but not quiet sure what Ben could do here now... Perhaps send him to the car or something... LYRICS: Father Of Mine by Everclear CREDIT: NICHOLE!!
Father of mine Tell me where have you been
Ben didn't truly trust the other guy now. Not after watching him type. Granted, he did give him some books that did help him but he didn't know who this guy was. But more importantly she didn't know what he was, just that he knew the guy was not human. He stood there clutching Dean, not wanting to let him go and get taken again. He still remembers his eight birthday, and how he spend a few days in a cage. But like then and when that strange smoke tried to attack him. Then the word 'hunter' came up, and he lifted his head and looked up at his 'dad' with a look that said he knew somewhat about the word but he didn't know much. He knew that a hunter was important, and that Dean was one but he didn't know exactly what that meant or what they do. Just that he knew they went about killing monsters, like the thing that took him when he was eight. He watched as the Dean burned the thing that had taken him into flames, as he peered into the basement from the broken window that he had just climbed out of with the other taken kids from the neighborhood.
He didn't know it, but that was when he had made up his mind to know everything he could about that kind of stuff. But he just didn't quite know where to look for information, and had forgotten about it, until those demons that had gotten into his house. ”Look. It is just inhuman to type like Speedy Gonzales, okay? I don't know much, but what I do know is that anything that isn't inhuman is never good in my experience.” He explained to both of them, knowing that Dean would know what he was referencing exactly.
You know I just close my eyes My whole world disappeared
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