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Post by octavius on Jul 5, 2011 18:13:59 GMT -5
 Octavius[/size][/color] [join in whoever you'd like it's open to every and any character!][/center] The weather was cold, freezing rather colder than any night he walked alone in a while. It was the wind chill as pesky humans liked to call it and Octavius personally hated it, he hated dramatic weather changes and hated the idea that he had to wait. Wait, patience, time the whole scrambled mess he caught himself in before. Except, he was going to change this time something for the better but he needed to find him first AND NOTHING, absolutely nothing was going to step foot in his way. Afterall he'd demolish anything in his path friendship was a lost cause for Octavius. He never wanted to make friends, he needed allies people who'd listen to him and tell him you're rightreassuranceOctavius was never going to be known as a lost cause. The north itself was beautiful, green and green only and the only thing seeming to light up the night was mother nature itself, the moon. The trees looked rather dark then they were, but you could be sure that the beaming light made them the green they were. The ground had been rough, trails and trails of vehicles, feet and animal footprints had already taken its spot here. This was no city but what Octavius wanted was something he wanted for a long time, he wanted to give a little thank you. Here's a little reward for letting me free, raise something you'd never imagine. Bring it all back, right here and you'd love me for it wouldn't you?Octavius wore a fairly normal outfit, he never cared too much about presenting himself that was never important for him tonight it had been a black petticoat with dark jeans the t-shirt he had underneath seemed almost invisible due to the coat he wore but you can easily say it might have been the color black. He hadn't worried too much about his looks not for now, he never wanted to and this was his first run in with being the stubborn self he was. He knew this had to be the place to run into him or her, he hadn't placed a gender yet he just wanted to meet this famous monster thank them for all they did. The north had it all, it had to be some place, sometime and somewhere here they decided to finally show their face and finally Octavius too, could follow through with his plans he wanted to oh so badly carry his own power. So here he was, the north. The beautiful, quiet and scenary filled land piece many had called home and who he called destiny. " Come out, come on i've been waiting so long" his rage taking over, " I just want to meet you that's all it's as simple as that" grinning as he lied through his own teeth, " that's all[/color]" [lyrics by one republic - apologize] [/size][/font][/center] |
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Post by valleri2 on Jul 5, 2011 18:51:26 GMT -5
I'M ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELL living easy, living free [/i][/font] season ticket on a one-way ride[/center]
Lucie was driving down an empty back road, completely wrapped up in her thoughts. She had just come from a successful hunt for a rougarou, and she was pretty damn pround of herself. Things rarely ever went according to plan, and this time it actually had, so she had a right to be happy with herself. She was on a rush, a rush that could only be that of a successfully completed hunt, and she was striving. There was a small smile plastered across her face as she completely ignored the speed limit and drove as fast as the car she had jacked could go.
It was very rare for her to be in a good mood, which was why she was trying to keep up with herself. Lucie didn’t want to ruin her winning streak, so she was all ready headed into the next town, and hoped that there would be something there to keep her busy, and hopefully, she would have the same luck as she did with the rougarou she had just ganked. She quickly ran her free hand through her hair as she sped down the empty road, contemplating whether she would actually check into a motel or just spend a night in this piece of junk Sebring she had stolen.
That was, until she had actually noticed that gas meter, a little too late, in fact. Lucie groaned, it was on E, and right on cue, it started to sputter. She tried to get as far as she could, which was only a few more yards until the car came to a slow halt. Lucie smacked the steering wheel, before grabbing all of the cash she had stashed in the glove compartment of the car, and then headed around to the trunk. She grabbed her duffel bag full of her clothes and stashed a few knives and guns in it, just to be safe, but she couldn’t fit everything into it, so she had to leave some things behind.
She slammed the trunk shut in annoyance; her good mood had instantly went down the tube, and now she was ridiculously pissed off at her luck. Lucie looked up to the dark sky, and silently prayed to god that her luck would change. It was like every time good happened, something had to come along and ruin it. Maybe that’s what she deserved, for speeding, but she didn’t care about that anymore. She began on a hike through the woods that sat behind the road; she was in too much of a rush to follow the actual road, rather than take a short cut through the woods.
Lucie held her flashlight out in front of her and walked swiftly through the bushes that populated the forest. She was grateful that she had decided to wear jeans, though she wasn’t smart enough to grab her jacket out of the back seat. She shivered slightly as she walked, soon regretting deciding to walk through the woods. It was dark, and she was a bit frightened of what could be out there, even though it wasn’t like she was unprepared. Still, she had a feeling that this wasn’t a good idea, but the only thing she could do was ignore it and keep going.
It felt like she had been walking forever, even though it had only been about twenty-minutes since she had left her car. The doubtful feelings began to ease out of her system, until she was no longer worried. Lucie was only thinking about her goal of getting to a motel and nothing else. That is, until she saw a man standing in the middle of the forest. It sounded like he had said something, but she couldn’t hear him, so she headed over to see if there was anything wrong. ”Hey!”
[/b] Lucie called out to him as she neared him, getting him in his sights. She came up to him and observed him; he didn’t look like he was injured in any way, though he might have been lost. He did happen to be rather attractive too, but that was beside the point. ”Are you all right?”[/b] LYRICS;; Highway to Hell, AC/DC TAG;; OCTIE AND WHOEVER ELSE <3 WORD COUNT;; 693 OTHER;; WOOT. EXCITEMENT! [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by castiel on Jul 6, 2011 12:09:45 GMT -5
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- - Tell me we both matter, don't we?[/font] [lyrics Placebo - Running Up That Hill.]
Castiel watched as the cars passed by, he put his arms behind him and walked towards the empty forest. It was quiet, too quiet infact and he knew that at this time it was probably not good. He stared at the scenery. Trees surrounding the various parts of land, rabbits hopping. Wait - empty. Empty there were no rabbits hopping more like trails of rabbit footprints and Castiel found himself following it.
It was like a scavenger hunt and Castiel was determined to find the rabbit although, that was not it at all. He was here to see the various scenes of nature and again away from public. As before, he was sick of it all. Sick of the complaining, the lies. Why couldn't they just be truthful? They had various gifts they never used.
He smiled to himself and for the first time he could be seen as friendly, approachable maybe? As he seen why people would be in awe over the various rolling landscapes, the trees tall and strong, the grass blowing in the right direction and the cold breeze on his face. It did not feel too cold to him although, he had his infamous trench coat on. He put his foot on the ground, walking towards the forest when he saw it.
Castiel saw a figure from the distance, it was a man. A man in a dark petticoat with casual jeans, he looked normal to anyone's eyes but, Castiel thought differently. He would think it as odd why a man was standing here and he questioned himself if he should keep his distance. It was not hard as the man to him could seem very strange, he seemed to know what he was doing here, he was powerful and for some reason Castiel knew it. His eyes turned to the girl standing there calling out for him. He stared towards her before he found himself pulling her away from the man. "Don't go near him-" he was in shock, he would never do that.
She never mattered to him why did he do this?
The dark haired man stared at her straight in the eyes, was she on his side?
He felt he had to pull her back and he questioned, did Dean teach me this?
If he would look at himself from a distance he would give a look of disgust, how could such power do this? He could not explain himself now and shut his mouth in order for the lady to talk. He knew that if Gabriel was here he would think of him as weak, as powerless and this woman was his weakness but, it was not true. He was threatened by that man that's why.
No but, Castiel was not scared he just felt like he needs to know who this is and what he wants before he was approachable that's all.
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Post by octavius on Jul 6, 2011 13:12:32 GMT -5
Octavius [/size][/color] Octavius grinned seeing the female in the distance, finally somebody decided to crash the party. "Oh, me? of course i'm alright, and how about -" he turned back around, this time seeing an oddly distinguished man; he was dressed for some party that's for sure, but something was different, almost entirely different about him and it hit Octavius, he finally knew. Octavius only watched as Castiel pulled the woman back and almost threatening the girl not to say a word to Octavius. "Oh, are you scared of me?" He saw the shockfulness in his eyes and to this he laughed. "You just started haven't you? Well I finally have the time and place for this so I might as well say thank you" he shook his head and pointed to the ground, "you see I never liked it here but you changed things here for everyone, me and you and your dear friend and brother, oh well Sam knows him quite well you could say he almost changed him, you get it now don't you? Something tells me too that you haven't got a clue what you're doing yet, totally pulled up into your own power struggle" with that long speech, Octavius turned to the girl and grinned widely, "tell you what I like games, i'll give you the count of ten run as far as you can and we'll see if I can catch up to you"
"You, whatever your name is" he took another glance at Castiel, "thank you again, I should really be getting going I got a few things and people to catch up to" he pulled at his coat fixing up what he needed to before he backed up, he hadn't watched a thing anyone else had done in the meantime, he hadn't cared afterall Octavius saw what he needed to and he loved it, oh the irony.
I love the fearful attitude I give here, I knew this was the right place aren't you so proud?
"Poor, poor man you have no clue what you just started have you? Well I can say thank you and for now I guess I should listen a little more to what you have to say, just for now anyway, you'll see. I can't stand another minute being trapped in that place, i'm so glad you decided to show up this time around at least I know I can trust somebody around here"
I no longer have to wait, this patience you told me to wait I couldn't bare it another minute longer, now what?[/center][/font] |
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Post by valleri2 on Jul 6, 2011 13:52:37 GMT -5
I'M ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELLliving easy, living free [/i][/font] season ticket on a one-way ride[/center]
Lucie edged closer to the man, her duffel bag draped over her shoulder. She wasn’t afraid, this man just seemed lost, or confused, and she couldn’t help but feel as though she should help him out a bit. It might pick up her spirits after they had practically fallen from new heights once her car had ran out of gas. She shoved one of her hands in her pockets and observed the man more; he was dressed like a normal person, so she felt as though she had nothing to fear. Lucie brushed some hair out of her face, as the man began to talk, and she felt reassured that there wasn’t anything visibly wrong with him.
That is, until she was yanked in the opposite direction. She stumbled a bit, trying desperately to catch her balance. Lucie was utterly confused, especially by how the man practically had threatened her not to go near him. She looked at him, he was dressed in a trench coat and a suit, though the tie was a little screwed up. All feelings of being safe had vanished, and she found herself scared. Scared because the man who had pulled her away was unfamiliar, and she didn’t think that she had seen him before while she was heading through the forest. And secondly, she was afraid of what she might have stumbled into.
She stared back into the eyes of the man who had pulled her, and couldn’t help but a feel a bit secure around him. Though, she didn’t know who he was, he seemed to be here to help her. Lucie stood stiff behind the man, staring up at the one he had told her stay away from, listening to him talk. She was even more confused at what he was saying, or the people he was mentioning. Lucie looked at the man in front of her, she wanted to say something, but she couldn’t bring herself to actually get her mouth to move. She didn’t know whether this was just a rivalry thing, or if maybe this had something to do with the supernatural.
Lucie’s gaze fell upon the man, and upon hearing about his idea of a “game” she was convinced that he wasn’t human. She stood, frozen in her place and tried to regain her composure. Lucie acted quickly; she dug into her duffel bag and pulled out a shotgun. She aimed it carefully at Octavius. ”If you come near me, I’ll have no choice than to blast your friggin’ head off,”
[/b] Lucie growled, trying to put off that she wasn’t scared when she was actually terrified. ”So, uh, do you know him?”[/b] She whispered to the man next to her, the one that she trusted, because if this guy was as dangerous as he seemed, she would be dead by now if it weren’t for the trench-coat man. LYRICS;; Highway to Hell, AC/DC TAG;; OCTIE AND CAS <3 WORD COUNT;; 480 OTHER;; GAAH, SCARY! [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by castiel on Jul 6, 2011 14:09:35 GMT -5
|| C A S T I E L ||Castiel looked at the girl and nodded, he found himself standing infront of her like someone who was overprotective. He told her, "stay back." He knew that would not do good, I mean any human would panic in these circumstances. Castiel lowered his head as he meantioned Sam knowing him quite well. He knew exactly what he was talking about.
Breaking the cage, he was going to try and release him, "that was along time ago." WIth that mentioned, Castiel felt threatened and he stared at the man straight in the eyes, there was something cold about him.
"Thank me? I'm not one of them." He replied staring at the man straight in the face. He was not just going to let him go, he looked at Lucie taking out her shotgun and knew it had no use he put his hand upon it pushing it to the ground. "It has no use here." He replied his eyes only glancing, not turning his head this once.
"You can't trust me, how could you trust me?" Castiel looked at him, was it his time to act? What exactly was he? Where did he come from? How was he going to break it?
He only wished this moment that Sam and Dean were around, at last he was feeling guilt and he knew this was no good news. Was this his fault? Did he release him? Did this plan of gaining power bring a new sense of trouble? This was his plan, it was. He only wondered who told him to do it.
Castiel shook his head, "I have no idea who he is." He was puzzled, he stood there like a statue wondering exactly who he was. He could spend hours perhaps days just wondering what exactly he was, what he wanted. What was his name? If only he knew his name he would know what to do.
"Who are you?" Castiel demanded, than he remembered something. He probably would need Bobby's help, he could find a way himself but, it was always good to have that extra push that Dean needed.
If only, if only.
He knew he could probably face him by himself but, what if that failed? What if he put this woman in danger because of this? Castiel knew one thing that was not what he was going to do.
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Post by octavius on Jul 6, 2011 16:31:07 GMT -5
Octavius [/size][/color] Octavius saw the close connection and he saw a little more sympathy left in Castiel, "pathetic" he muttered, "i'd figure you be much stronger than this but hey, what could I say? You only started, i'm sure you'll learn fast from your brother" he flashed a smile before turning back towards the shaking trees, "i'm assuming your other brothers might be back or is there a brother that you know of right now? You seem a little worried sir, i'm sure I could help you out" he could only stare them two down, control yourself Octavius i'm sure when he gets mad enough disaster could only be result.
Staring down at the shotgun all Octavius could do now is laugh, "all you hunters are all the same, is that what they call you? Hunters?" he only shook his head staring up at the sky before keeping eye with the girl infront of him. "It's only done in time sweetie, you'll see" he shoved his hands in his pockets and turned to face the man who let him free.
"The names Octavius and when you decided to take your position you released me, I guess it's the only benefit you'll get, a simple sympathetic thank you from me and now everyone hates you, don't they?" He smirked, "oh but I don't, I would never hate you I was sick and tired and being trapped there you wouldn't believe how it's like repeating the same old thing, you get the repetition don't you?" Deep down, Octavius was only hoping the man to remember, he wanted to see the power he gained and maybe somewhere and somehow he looked up to him, whoever he was.
"Oh I get this, you got to get warmed up a little don't ya? How about a little push you pathetic little monster, you don't get it do you? You got power boy, oh you got power and you don't even want to use it? Instead you stick your head back into personal feelings maybe you're not that great as I made you up to be, better yet you're worse than anything I could imagine. How does that make you feel? Angry?"
How do I get you to break? How would I even I mean you stand tough, you put on that border? How do you even - ? What should I even know, keep thinking, keep thinking think of the best way to help him out, get him angry let him break and let him realize his mistakes let him realize trusting everyone else is a mistake in itself.
"You might as well hunt with hunters for the rest of the time cause this isn't going to take too long, oh do I keep repeating myself? Thought I should sticky note the message in your mind for you.[/color]" Quickly he walked up beside Lucie standing mere inches towards here could perhaps be way too close for comfort, " I say you run now before you see him too angry or are you going to stand here like the hunter you are?" he smirked and placed his hand on her shoulder, " I get it you're trying to play brave, oh we all get it"[/font][/size][/center] |
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Post by valleri2 on Jul 6, 2011 17:30:53 GMT -5
I'M ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELLliving easy, living free [/i][/font] season ticket on a one-way ride[/center]
Lucie did as she was told and stayed behind the man wearing a trench coat. She tried to understand what was happening, but she couldn’t; she felt completely In the dark, but she wasn’t just going to run away. Even if this guy could harm her, she would harm him right back, she wasn’t afraid of getting physical. The only thing she was afraid of at the moment was what the hell was going on. There was something that was going on that Lucie didn’t know about, and now that she was ‘invested’ in this cause, she was going to find out one way or another.
She was surprised to see the trench coat wearing man push the shotgun she had towards the ground, but she believed what he said. Lucie dropped it to the ground, and stood tall, though she was still slightly behind Mr. Trench coat. Lucie knew that situation could easily get out of hand, but she wasn’t going to give in to the monster who was staring the two of them down. And it didn’t make her feel the least bit safer when trench coat said that he didn’t know him. It just made her feel even more in the dark, but there was obviously a connection between the two men that stood before her.
The word “brother” was being thrown around a lot, which was somewhat confusing to her, and it seemed to have to do with trench coat. Lucie glared up at the demon upon him mentioning her. ”Yeah, we’re called hunters. I suppose that your called a jackass too, am I right? She grinned at him, as she folded her arms across her chest. Lucie knew it wasn’t that good of an idea to talk to whatever this guy was that way, but she didn’t want to show weakness, because weakness would lead to her demise. All she needed to do was stay strong, and assure herself that she would get through this.
When trench coat had asked the man his name, Lucie didn’t expect him to actually tell him. But he did, and the name Octavius definitely was not a “normal” name. It made her even more curious as what this guy was. She listened intently, trying to piece together what was happening. So far, she got that the trench coat guy had opened something, and this guy happened to pop out of it. Or something like that, all she knew was the these two beings that she was in the presence of were both powerful, and she knew that she probably wasn’t going to be getting out of this situation without getting beaten up a bit.
But hey, that was the life of a hunter. The words that Octavius was saying were starting to get on her nerves. What was he playing at? She looked at trench coat in confusion; Octavius was trying to push him, to break how calm he was. Lucie hoped that it wouldn’t work, the trench coat guy seemed to have good intentions, especially since he had practically saved her life. She let out a deep breath, in an attempt to keep herself calm; she held her ground, even when Octavius had come a few inches away from her, most likely trying to get her scared.
She cautiously looked at the hand he had placed on her shoulder, half expecting for it to be painful, but thankfully it wasn’t. She gave trench coat a small glance before she turned her attention back to Octavius and cocked her head to the side. ”Oh, I’m not going anywhere,”
[/b] She replied with a small grin. ”But you can try as hard as you want to get rid of me, pretty boy.”[/b] Lucie looked directly into the monster’s eyes and didn’t break eye contact. The fact of the matter was she was playing brave, and she wasn’t going to stop just because some asshole was trying to scare her. LYRICS;; HIGHWAY TO HELL - AC/DC TAG;; OCTIE AND CAS <3 WORD COUNT;; 658 OTHER;; EEK! [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by castiel on Jul 6, 2011 18:00:42 GMT -5
|| C A S T I E L || [/font] Castiel glared at the man infront of him, "pathetic?" He chuckled. "Do you even realize what you're doing?" He looked at Octavius puzzled. "I don't understand, help me? What do you mean? I don't need any help and especially not from you." Castiel found himself confused, this man he was surely something else. He never understood what his intentions were but, he never understood what he was here for. He wanted something - it was obvious and Castiel still stood infront of the girl. Was it something about her?
"Time.." he mumbled to himself now, he looked back at the girl before he stared him right in the eyes. "Don't touch her, you understand?" Castiel questioned himself why was he so protective? He made sure she was alright by taking a quick glance back. He knew something was wrong he just never could find out what exactly.
" Octavius" He heard that name before but, where? It couldn't be the one who was - wait, was it? Was this the one. He took a quick glance before he looked at the woman. Castiel was indeed much stronger than Octavius but, Castiel did not know what to do at this point. He did not have Bobby to help him out on this one and it seemed impossible. It had to be. It was said that it was close to impossible and yet, there he was standing right infront of him. He knew this was not good, it was not good at all.
This seemed impossible, he couldn't have -
As soon as he said it, he knew it. It was him, this was not a joke, this was real. Although, he could promise something worse. Castiel knew this and for some reason he felt the need to tell this to Sam and Dean. This was not the usual for Castiel but, Octavius was something to be cautious about. He had to tell them and yet, he refused himself from doing this.
He never spoke to them in so long.
They need to know what was going on but, Castiel would refuse himself from doing so. He could not, they never wanted to speak with him. " You made me to be?" What was he talking about? Wait - this was his doing. Castiel did this and now it was worse than before, far worse.
He stared at Octavius and realized what he was doing. "You're scared aren't you?" He finally knew it, he wanted him to help him out and Castiel was the last to do that afterall, why would he? Castiel looked at Octavius as if he was a joke, did he honestly think that was working?[/center] |
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Post by octavius on Jul 6, 2011 21:46:55 GMT -5
Octavius [/size][/color] Octavius knew things were seemingly getting more interesting, the girl in the middle who knew absolutely nothing about the situation good. He turned his attention to Castiel and knew he needed to know, "you haven't told me your name, i'd like to know I would hate to address you as somebody without a known name, I do realize perfectly well i'm helping you trust me, you helped me" Octavius wanted Castiel to trust him, he wasn't making too much of a mistake he just needed a little help afterall, he could feel Castiel must have felt a little guilty, just a tiny bit and maybe this might of been his chance to get Castiel on Octavius' side for now anyway.
First, Octavius knew he had to make Castiel feel a little less threatened, he needed to direct his attention away from the girl and stop building up a useless anger that would get no where "look now, I won't hurt the girl just listen to me for a second, I need your help. I don't want to have to do this by myself and that outcome only means I won't be too happy, oh i'll be pissed." Maybe a little motivation might help this time around, a little bit of 'look what I can do' attitude, it might happen to work this time around.
I'm just so sick of waiting.
Finally, Octavius turned to the girl "oh, no. I have a name missy, i'm sure you know it now and why don't you address yourself? You're quite interesting" he smirked looking at the girl, "I don't need to try anything.""
He saw Castiel opened his eyes with a little realization, about time. "Yes, you get it now? You should know that you let me go and i'm only here trying to make this all here right again so, help me out a little won't you?" he took a few steps toward Castiel looking directly at him, "you're going to help me right?"
He felt a little offended by Castiel's last comment, he wouldn't be scared of something that had helped him, oh no never. "Scared, ..no. I won't say that much" Octavius grinned, "greatful, yes that's the word i'm greatful"[/font][/center] |
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Post by valleri2 on Jul 7, 2011 10:34:18 GMT -5
I'M ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELLliving easy, living free [/i][/font] season ticket on a one-way ride[/center]
Lucie kept her eyes on Octavius, watching his every move. She was nervous, especially due to the fact that he had touched her, though on the surface she remained calm and steady. A major freak out wouldn’t help her in the long run, and the fact that she had the man in the dirty trench coat on her side made her feel extremely safe. He did seem a bit protective over her, which was odd because they had just met and they hadn’t even exchanged names yet, but she didn’t mind at all. She’d rather be somewhat protected by a stranger than on her own against whatever Octavius was.
Whoever or whatever he was, the dirty trench coat man seemed to have put the pieces together and she was curious as to what he had figured. Lucie wanted to ask, but it didn’t seem like the right time, so she decided to keep her mouth shut and observe what the hell was happening. She shifted slightly when Octavius mentioned that he wouldn’t hurt her, if trench coat were to hear him out. Lucie was having somewhat of a hard time keeping her cool, but somehow she managed, and she wasn’t going to let up now. Lucie played a part in this now, and that’s what she deserved, being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
She still hadn’t gotten a chance to ask the trench coat wearing man what his name was, so when Octavius had asked him, she listened intently for his answer. Lucie wanted to know who this man was, even though it didn’t seem like the man was interested in who she was at all. But still, he had helped her, and she thought that once this was all over (if it were to ever end, because it was beginning to drag on) she wanted to thank him for all he had done for her so far, which was a lot, considering that he had saved her from this menace.
She knew that she wasn’t going to be able to just walk away from this, now that Octavius was saying that he “wasn’t going to hurt her” even though that just made her even more convinced that he was going to in the long run. Lucie quirked an eyebrow at the demon; first he called her ‘missy’ and then he said that he thought that she was interesting? What the hell was that supposed to mean? ”Okay, fine, Octavius,”
[/b] She said, putting extra emphasis on his name. It was an odd name, to say the least, and an old sounding one at that. ”I’m Lucie, Lucie Washburn,”[/b] She replied with a small nod, quickly regretting giving out her real name. There was so many thing that she didn’t understand at the moment, especially why was this guy trying ask trench coat for help? Lucie felt a bit more at ease once Octavius had turned his attention to the dirty trench coat man; it gave her a bit more space to calm herself down. But honestly, what was this guy trying to do? Lucie doubted that trench coat would help Octavius, due to the fact that apparently he was some dangerous bad guy, and trench coat seemed to have overall good intentions. Even though from what she had heard, it sounded like it was trench coat’s fault that Octavius had been freed from wherever. ”So, I’m kind of lost, Octavius, would you mind filling me in on what the hell is happening between you and trench coat?”[/b] She asked, though she wasn’t expecting on getting a straight answer. It was just another way to try and show that she wasn’t afraid to talk to this menace, and to hopefully get a few answers to the many questions that had begun to fill her head. LYRICS;; HIGHWAY TO HELL - AC/DC TAG;; OCTIE AND CAS <3 WORD COUNT;; 637 OTHER;; DRAMAA [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by castiel on Jul 17, 2011 22:35:01 GMT -5
|| C A S T I E L || [/font] Castiel still stood there. He did not know if he was shocked or just plain misunderstood. Castiel looked at Octavius, "I think you already know, Octavius." Castiel glared at the man. He did not trust him at all. There was something odd about him and Castiel could not figure out what it was. Needs his help? What was that? He did not get him.
"What do you mean?" He walked a little bit closer, he was confused. He looked towards Octavius, what did he want?.
"What do you want help with?" Castiel found himself asking. He was curious about what was going on, who wouldn't be? He felt just as lost as Lucie did at the moment and he could tell she thought they knew eachother. Well this was news to him.
Castiel shook his head but, the girl already spoke. "I would not trust him, Lucie." He used her name. That was sort of odd to him. He shrugged it off quickly and turned his attention to Octavius. "Don't you dare." He mumbled and it was strange, he never acted like this only if it was his good friend Dean at one point. He only questioned himself: why and once again brushed it off.
"Greatful?" He shook his head. "You shouldn't be." Castiel crossed his arms and looked towards Lucie. "It's a long story Lucie." Castiel knew there was something odd about the man. Something about him that made him think that he could not be trusted and well, it was hard to believe him.
Octavius. He knew something was weird about him the only question was what? He found himself feeling like he did awhile ago when he was just like Dean at one point. He felt that way, he just never knew why.
Was it all this?
Was it these questions or just who Octavius was?
He seen no reason to be this way, but Castiel still felt this way.
Castiel shook his head and tried to keep himself from overanalyzing this. Octavius was the opposite of his good friend A'Albiel. He could see this now and Castiel did not trust this Octavius or whatever he called himself.[/center] |
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Post by octavius on Jul 18, 2011 14:32:17 GMT -5
Octavius [/size][/color] "Well, Well, Well you don't want to share the story of your great accomplishments? I'm kind of upset you would think such a thing. When you decided to pop on in and take over you see Lucie, he thinks he's something special, don't you?" he grinned, "instead you let me go, which I can see by your face now you think it's a big mistake but it's not, it really isn't such a sob story, now listen i'm going to help you and you're going to help me no questions asked" he stared back over at Lucie, "well nice to meet you Lucie Washburn, Ocatvius" he held out his hand, almost in a way to greet her.
Ocatvius was glad, glad now he met the man he was searching out for and didn't have to waste anymore time finding him, "I get it you don't trust me, which I find kind of a shame I trust you completely you know, i'm just trying to help make your family big and whole again" he peered over to Castiel and found himself staring face to face with him. I just want to help. I hate waiting, this isn't too bad though. You're going to start a little brawl before anything happens which can turn quite interesting but he's got to get this man away from anything that keeps him the least bit human, he's got to try and convince him otherwise. Somehow, somewhere he knew the man wouldn't believe him. There's got to be another way. As fast as he thought he glanced around, somewhere. somehow. Where are you? I need some help here, he grinned once again.
"You don't even know yet, and you're still not telling me who you are, I told you who I am now how about you?" he stepped towards Castiel, "it's just a name, it wouldn't even matter the least bit trust me" Octavius crossed his arms, slowly walking towards Lucie this time, "you know who he is, don't you?" he smiled, "all I want to know is a name and i'll leave, I promise. So, tell me what do you have to hide exactly?"
He knew it as nothing, the man had nothing to hide except who he was, he felt as if he couldn't tell anyone who he is who didn't already know but someone is bound to clue Lucie in later, he wasn't just going to let the world know and have them chase Castiel instead.
It's bound to stay a secret for sometime.
"Well, your name?"
Oh, alright. I get it your quiet.
"I don't want to be standing here forever, you know"[/size][/center] |
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Post by valleri2 on Jul 18, 2011 15:44:17 GMT -5
I'M ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELLliving easy, living free [/i][/font] season ticket on a one-way ride[/center]
”I think he’s something special,” Lucie mumbled under her breath, because he obviously was. For one, he came out of nowhere, or so it seemed, and secondly, because it was clear that he knew what he was dealing with. If he could talk to Octavius the way he was, than he definitely had some serious mojo that he could use against him. Nonetheless, she felt safe with him, and that was all that really mattered at the moment, because she wasn’t all that keen on being killed by this Octavius guy, even though he had said he wouldn’t touch her. Like she believed him.
She nodded to Castiel, acknowledging his warning. ”Don’t worry, I don’t trust him at all,”
[/b] Her gaze fell back onto Octavius, observing his mannerisms. He seemed so sure of himself in a way that was kind of disturbing. The only thing that she was still gathering from this whole confrontation was that the trench coat wearing man had released Octavius from somewhere. But, in a way she wasn’t that worried, because if trench coat had released him, than it was very likely that he would be able to put him back. Still, she wasn’t going to let that thought stop her from being careful, determined to get out of this alive. And how the way things were going, she thought that she might just make it. Lucie stared down at the hand Octavius had just extended her way, debating whether or not she should shake it. Ultimately, she knew that she had to, not wanting to show weakness, or how afraid she was at that moment. She took his soft hand gingerly and shook it slightly. It wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be, but still, she was nervous at the fact that he had touched her again. First his hand on her shoulder, now the handshake, it was all very nerve-racking for Lucie. ”Wish I could say the same, Octavius,”[/b] She replied to him, quirking an eyebrow. She looked from Octavius to Castiel, watching their every mood, not wanting this to erupt into an all out fight between them. Even though that would give Lucie the perfect opportunity to run, she was still as to what was happening between the two beings. So she stayed where she was, her arms at her side, on high alert. She was still hoping that the trench coat wearing man would reveal his name, because she was curious and the fact that Octavius had promised he would leave (even though she knew that was highly unlikely). LYRICS;; HIGHWAY TO HELL - AC/DC TAG;; OCTIE AND CAS <3 WORD COUNT;; 429 OTHER;; DRAMAA [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote] |
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Post by castiel on Aug 2, 2011 15:45:07 GMT -5
|| C A S T I E L || [/font] Castiel stared blankly at the man, "Actually I do not think that is a good idea, he is not something special at all. He betrayed everything." Castiel stood his ground, there was something about Octavius that seemed to be strong and truly powerful. He shook his head, "No." This was the only reply that he spoke. He was not going to help him there was no way that there was going to be such a thing going to occur.
Castiel glanced back at the girl, something special. He shook his head and looked back at Octavius, he was talking about something that was tricky to talk about and Cas knew this. "I don't trust you. What exactly do you want? What are you trying to do?" Castiel never trusted him. He was odd infact and well, Castiel was curious as to know what he was doing here and what was the reason he had to have his help. Afterall, Octavius never said anything about it.
Castiel raised an eyebrow at the man. Why did he want to know her name so badly? There was something going on. He knew Lucie never trusted him. Who would? A mysterious man just running over telling someone not to speak with a strange man named Octavius, it wasn't even a proper name.
It was not a name like hunters had. It was strange and something else.
Octavius promised to leave so Castiel glanced towards him. "Aren't you leaving?" he asked.
Octavius was something else. He was something that truly could not be trusted and either way he asked for Cas' help for a reason but, he still never knew.
He wanted to know. He asked but, he knew he wouldn't recieve an answer just another smart remark about himself. Castiel felt there was no need to ask him anymore it was better if Octavius just walked away like he said he was going to do. He would ask an old friend but, he thought. That was out of the question. What could he do now? What were his options in all this? He could help him or he could not. He chose not to of course because of the fact he did not know exactly what he was doing here and the old Cas would refuse this.
Octavius was something that was a mystery, he could not get over that. What he had said to Castiel he knew right away that he could not be trusted.[/center] |
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