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Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2017 19:26:54 GMT -5
He might've gotten some of his memories back, so he could take her on the run with him I guess, hm... I think I might just go with Natasha, actually.
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Post by intentional on Jan 1, 2017 22:29:39 GMT -5
haha okok but we can always introduce other canons later on
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Post by Deleted on Jan 1, 2017 22:33:34 GMT -5
Yes, true! Would you like me to start?
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Post by liz on Jan 2, 2017 0:51:05 GMT -5
Hello! I have returned! So I've decided to make my girlie a Nephilim who is a hunter, since Nephilim's basically humans but with angel's strength, the ability to see angels and demons or what they truly are and have fragments of angel grace. How should our B story start?)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2017 8:22:53 GMT -5
Hello! I have returned! So I've decided to make my girlie a Nephilim who is a hunter, since Nephilim's basically humans but with angel's strength, the ability to see angels and demons or what they truly are and have fragments of angel grace. How should our B story start?) Well, it should probably start with Cas hunting her down, right?
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Post by liz on Jan 2, 2017 9:37:41 GMT -5
Should she know he's hunting her at first?)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2017 11:25:20 GMT -5
I don't care ^^ I mean, she's your character.
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Post by liz on Jan 2, 2017 16:01:39 GMT -5
Okay! Shall I start?)
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2017 21:23:00 GMT -5
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Post by liz on Jan 2, 2017 21:59:28 GMT -5
Genevieve had come to pray. After such a heinous deed, killing a woman possessed by a demon, she needed to be close to God, that is if he was up in Heaven still. There had been rumors, ever since the Leviathans had disappeared. Thank the Heavens that she hadn't run into any yet, although a few angels nearby were speaking about Heaven being under new management, an angel named Naomi. One angel was even excitedly telling his friends about the emergence of an angel that had gone into hiding years ago. As a Nephilim, the only of her kind as far as she knew, Eve was able to eavesdrop on nearby angels, something she liked to call Angel Radio. All of this, however, was fairly new to her. Having grown up with a single mother, who happened to be one hell of a hunter and a devout Catholic too, Eve had grown up reading the Bible all day and killing the villains in it each night. But when her mother was killed by a Leviathan a year ago, the truth came spilling out with her mother's dying breath. Her father was quite literally an angel and his kind would be hunting her down like the last silver bullet during a werewolf hunt.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2017 22:38:57 GMT -5
Castiel had... sensed something, tuning in. The Winchesters were in town on a hunt, and had called on him for help. He was not here for this, it was a simple demonic possession, but he had taken note of this listener, and he had found himself outside of a church. It was devoid of life, except for this, was it... no, it couldn't be a Nephilim. He hadn't heard of one in eons, but here it was, inside of a place of worship. He softly pushed on the door, shifting inside as his angel blade slid from his sleeve. A woman, a girl really, was kneeling there. He softly palmed the blade, feet shifting on the tiled floor. The angel expected a fight.
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Post by liz on Jan 2, 2017 22:44:49 GMT -5
Tuning in on another group, she heard surprised gasps and murmurs before someone asked hesitantly, Castiel's alive? How? Eyes widening, Eve let out a soft laugh. "Cas you clever angel...how did you do it?" She muttered, shaking her head as she looked up at the cross. There had been rumors that God had been helping Cas out which made Eve like this angel with free will. Even if he had become a god at some point, there must be a reason as to why The Big Guy Upstairs was watching out for the angel.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2017 22:56:46 GMT -5
"Do I know you?" Castiel called across the church. He tried to stay tuned out of the angels conversations, for fear that they may hear him, but he felt a small stir as he made an appearance. She must've been tuned in, yes? Yes, probably. He was also quite sure that he did not know her, but what else to say? He as afraid of what she might do.
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Post by liz on Jan 2, 2017 23:11:38 GMT -5
Jumping slightly, Eve stood up from the pew quickly and turned around to face the angel. "We do not. My name is Genevieve Walters. A-are you Castiel?" She asked, staring at him in awe; yet another perk of being a Nephilim: she could see the supernatural for what they truly were. "Your wings are quite beautiful." Taking in his hostile stance and noticing how stiff his arm was she realized that he must be concealing a weapon, whether or not he'd be using it she wasn't sure. But he was on the other side of the church, she'd have time to defend herself with the angel blade laying in the bench she stood at. "I was simply listening to the angel's talking, it calms me down after hunts. They sounded scared."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2017 23:27:44 GMT -5
Castiel paused, a long time, and then nodded slowly, "I am." He turned his head to the side slightly, glimpsing his wing as she commented on the both of them, before looking back at her. Genevieve? So, she had been raised by a human parent? Interesting. It was odd that they had not known about her previously. "They were probably scared because I'm here," he said simply, letting his angel blade slide back up into his sleeve for a moment. She did not appear to be harmed. "You hunt?"
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Post by liz on Jan 2, 2017 23:33:15 GMT -5
"Mom met dad on the job. That's why you're here isn't it? To kill me because I'm some abomination that shouldn't exist? Others have tried," She said with a shrug, "And here I still stand." Studying the angel she asked a question she already knew the answer to in hopes of getting the angel's guard down. "You're hunting with the Winchesters aren't you?" Though fear was slowly creeping up on her, she needed to remain calm. She was a strong as him, as connected as him and far more experienced in hunting. All he had on her was his wings.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2017 10:59:41 GMT -5
"I came because I did not know thy your kind still existed," Castiel said simply, still studying her, head cocking to one side as he paused again. So, she was like Sam and Dean, hunting since she was a child. If she decided to put up a fight, he knew he'd be in for one. "They're not here," he finally informed. Well, they were, but not to hunt her.
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 11:10:03 GMT -5
"What do you mean, they're not here?" She inquired, feeling uneasy as he studied her. "They're not here for the demonic possessions all over town? This place is packed with them, I've exorcised five today, lost two others."
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2017 11:38:43 GMT -5
"Well, yes, they are here for that, but they're not here," Castiel replied. He was tired of her stalling, and his own stalling. He let the blade slip back out of his sleeve before sighing with an, "I'm sorry about this." He then began to advance, rightly clenching the blade in his grasp, ready to attack.
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 11:50:54 GMT -5
Grasping her own blade she slipped out of the pews and stood ready to fight. "It's a pity, I'd hate to kill you in your Father's own house." Gripping the hilt of the angel blade, she twisted it with ease, watching him as a lioness would when stalking her prey.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2017 12:08:41 GMT -5
"Your grandfather," Cas informed simply, voice chilly as he twirled the angel blade in his hand, unabashedly advancing on her, only the slightest hint of discontent flowing i his eyes. She may have been hunting all her life, but he'd been alive for eons. Who had more experience?
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 12:16:11 GMT -5
"Well, he and I are rather estranged," she shrugged before advancing quickly, raising her blade, ready to stab the angel. Sam and Dean will surely understand, and if they don't, they'll get over it.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2017 14:12:20 GMT -5
Castiel ducked to the side as she came close, swinging with his own blade. He knew one hit would be fatal.
[[ sorry, just got home. ]]
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 14:35:59 GMT -5
Stepping back just in time, she hissed in pain as a fresh stitching tore. Letting out a growl, she jabbed her blade in the angel's direction, determined to walk out of the church unharmed.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2017 16:22:40 GMT -5
Castiel ducked back again, but not before she had nicked his coat. She was faster than he had anticipated her to be, but he was confident he was faster. He swung forward again with a growl, catching a flash of pain in her eyes. What, had some stitches ripped? It happened quite often to the Winchesters.
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 16:45:04 GMT -5
Blocking his swipe, she kicked him back and winced again, gritting her teeth. Her white blouse began to stain with her blood but she fought through the pain as she had been taught to, and stood defensively, ready to protect herself. She just need to catch her breath for a second, then she'd be fine. Until then, she'd conserve energy and only do what was necessary.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2017 17:14:49 GMT -5
Castiel stumbled, back colliding with one of the pews. Ugh. He straightened, breathing deeply as he glared at her, eyes flickering to the stain on her shirt. At that, he darted forward again, blade raised to strike. She was slowed down, resting.
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 17:30:24 GMT -5
Dodging him, she dove behind a pew and suddenly her phone rang. Snapping her flip phone open she snapped, "What?" Her eyes widened and she glanced over the pew to look at Cas as she said with a nervous laugh, "Oh, hey Dean. Yeah I'm in town, how'd you know?"
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Post by Deleted on Jan 3, 2017 17:44:49 GMT -5
Castiel landed awkwardly, falling and rolling with a loud bang into one of the other pews where he crouched. He was ready to stand up and come at her again when he froze. Dean? Did they know her? No, she had to be playing a trick. So, with one hand, other still holding his weapon, he pulled out his phone, pressing one to dial Dean.
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Post by liz on Jan 3, 2017 17:50:43 GMT -5
"Oh you're getting another call. Cas? As in the angel Castiel?" She asked in surprise, carefully standing up to look for him. "No, no you can go it's fine. Sure, I'll meet up with you later, what's your room number?" Nodding, she narrowed her eyes as she spotted the tip of his wings. "Okay, bye D. I'll see y'all later."
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