♛ fourth hunt? - video/action

[infernalis]

[ Afternoon, Wonderland. The handsome visage (a little too good looking, really; no flaws to his skin, almost like he's been molded from plastic) of Sam Winchester--or at least his Mirror--appears over the network. He has a drink in hand, and, as usual, looks perfectly content with life. ]

I was hoping someone of you could join me, for-- Uh, research. In the library.

[ There's a pause, and then he chortles, shaking his head. ]

Kidding. Place bores me to tears. I'll be in one of the tea rooms with a few drinks--not tea--but I'd love the company. Really. I promise, you won't regret it.

[ There's a look, something dark and amused glinting in his eye, and then he's gone. You can find him, as promised, lounging in a tea room. ]

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[badwill]

[ talk about the greatest week of his life. okay, maybe the part about finding out his entire life was a lie and he was just a pawn created to serve the whims of an evil queen wasn't so hot, but hey, she'd provided her loyal subjects with dinner and a show. Graham couldn't really complain.

there's been plenty of opportunities to chat with the network, but something about the lack of interpersonal communication bothered Graham. and hey, if a stranger's offering up conversation, he's not going to turn him down. he arrives in the tea room fifteen minutes later, lopsided smile painted in dainty brushstrokes across his lips, hands buried in his pockets as he wanders in to meet eyes with the handsome albeit uncanny valley-esque stranger. ]

So, if you break your promise, how're we suppose to collect upon that? [ a flash of teeth and Graham slides into a seat across from the man. ]

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[infernalis]

[ He hasn't met with, or seen, this particular Mirror before, which leads Sam to believe that he's new. And being decently fresh to the fray himself, he's glad to be joined by someone of his relative experience level with the place. ]

You don't. [ An amused smile twitches his lip upward, and as Graham sits, Sam stands. ] Care for a drink?

[badwill]

What's the point in making promises if there's no consequence for breaking them? [ lips jut into his cheek and a comical T etches itself into his face. the expression is quick to dissolve into his usual smile. ] Sure, but nothing caffeinated, if you don't mind.

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[stayedhome]

[Jo doesn't bother responding over the network, but simply makes her way down to the tea rooms to seek him out. Finding him is no trouble at all; she's served him long enough to be able to feel his presence when he's nearby. Just another perk of being a demon. Of course, given who he is, his is particularly strong.

She smirks to herself when she finds the right room, leaning against the doorway rather than entering properly, one hand braced against her hip just as the old Jo might have done.]

You mentioned something about company?

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[infernalis]

[ Finally. His face lights in a way that the Real Sam's did-- or, used to, though there's something a little more angled and almost expectant in this grin. The Mirror is pleased nonetheless, and genuinely so; this is someone he knows, someone he trusts. Though he's (happily) gained a number of allies, having her here gives everything a bit of a silver lining.

Despite their difference in the demon hierarchy, though due to his fondness for her, he stands as she enters. ]

I did. Thank goodness you weren't otherwise occupied.

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[stayedhome]

[She walks towards him without further hesitation, smiling broadly. Other demons might have taken the time to bow, to wait until they were told to enter, but they had long given up standing on that kind of formality. She was reverent enough when it counted, respectful of him as their rankings dictated, but they were more than just master and devoted servant.

She helps herself to a seat -- hopping onto the table itself rather than sitting at it, bracing her hands against the edge and crossing her legs as she looks up at him impishly.]

Even if I were, there isn't one among our ranks who wouldn't make time for you, least of all me. I like it on this side. Think we could make it ours?

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[illnotbeeatingyou]

[The Mirror of Dick Roman really has nothing better to do. After going through the things that his Real has in his room, he figures why not go have a drink of whatever this guy has. He really doesn't care about anything else that was said.

So he makes his way over to the right tea room and approached with a neutral expression on his face and maybe a little curiosity.]

I have to admit...this is one of the better ways to pass the time that I've seen.

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[infernalis]

[ Sam turns, looking glad that he's gotten so many visitors already. With a sweeping gesture, he motions for Dick to join him. ]

I'm glad you agree. [ And he sips the scotch in his glass. ] After ransacking this side of the mansion, I've found this the most enjoyable way to spend my time.

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[illnotbeeatingyou]

[Sam is a popular guy then. Dick accepts the invitation and settles himself in. This is way more interesting than his Real's room. All he found in there was dried blood and not much else.]

I thought for sure it was going to be more interesting on the other side. Living it up has merits. I'm wondering if we can take some of this with us when we leave.

[He has no idea if that is even possible. He's new to this whole crossing the mirror business.]

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[thatgrayarea]

[A promise of a good time? Johnny's so on this opportunity. He seeks out the tea rooms, picks through until he finds Sam, and saunters in, two-fisting some full mason jars.]

Fucking nice decorations, dude, really classy. I'll bet you were expecting some Dom Perignon or some shit like that, weren't you? Well, fuck the police because I've got something with a lot more kick.

Aaaaand, they've even got our names on them. [He very much wrote both their names on the jars, in kind, with a magic marker.] You down? Or do I gotta call in a favor?

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[infernalis]

[ Sam's lip twitches; this guy. What a clown.

A good one, though, one that he enjoys being around, to an extent. ]

Don't waste the favor. [ He smirks, glad that someone here has the right idea. ] I'll gladly just take that off your hands.

[ He examines it, impressed even that he thought to put names. ]

I should be thanking you for bringing more party to the party.

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[thatgrayarea]

[That's right, the party starts when this clown enters the room.]

Yeah? Let's hear it then, because that's not all.

[Now that he's got a hand free, a baggie is extracted from his pocket and he shakes some marijuana at Winchester.]

I've got pills, too, if you're more of a narcotics guy.

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[ex_alighthouse135]

I would've preferred tea.

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[infernalis]

[ There's that little do-gooder. He smiles politely, because she's interesting, if nothing else. And their conversation had been engaging, the one time they'd spoken. ]

If you'll join me, I'll make tea.

[ex_alighthouse135]

Alright.

[She arrives in the tea room not long after. He was an interesting person to talk to, though she's certain he's not really a person, given the hints from last time.]

Good afternoon.

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[tactless]

[ cordelia's not tempted by the implication that alcohol will be involved. she's not a version of cordelia that's a wild party girl who'll drink herself back into the wrong side of the mirror. there's really nothing else to do; cordelia's too new to properly enjoy this vacation without wanting to do some, as previously mentioned, very boring research. ]

[ she's in the tea room, maybe a few hours later, sitting at a table not too far away. there's a slight smirk to her mouth. ]

Seems like someone found something fun in this technicoloured crapshack.

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[infernalis]

I'm glad someone else thinks so. [ He smiles appreciatively, turning to face her where she sits. ] I take it that you haven't found your crossing-over to be the greatest experience of your life?

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[vincam]

[ Now it's none of the talking that interests her - really, it's quite tedious to listen to so many people harp on about the Real Side as if it's something dramatically special - but that glint? Oh, that dark look in his eye is far more intriguing than anything else going on.

She waits a little while because there is the much needed act of making her real counterparts life more difficult that she can't resist, but once she's done with the room she makes her way down to those tea rooms. She's all too interested in the dark for own good, so with a brief knock on the nearest surface to introduce her arrival she steps inside. ]

Enough left for one more round? [ She raises an eyebrow, slightly amused as she walks inside. ] I'd hate to think I missed out.

[infernalis]

[ Here's another he doesn't know particularly well, but he's hardly wary of the others in the mansion, and is more than open to getting to... know them, somewhat. Mostly to see what they're like, if they're useful, if they're dangerous. Or if they make good drinking partners. ]

There is. [ He extends a wave toward a nearby empty seat, and then rises to retrieve a glass. ] I'm glad you decided to stop by, Miss...?

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[vates]

[ Why not, right? Kevin shows up, not entirely sure what to expect. That kind of an ominous promise doesn't really inspire a lot of confidence, but he's not sweating it. He'll be fine, or he won't. It is Sam, whatever else. ]

Hi. [ He drops into a seat and points at whatever Sam's drinking. ] So what is it really?

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[infernalis]

[ It's some version of Sam, anyway. And this Mirror just chuckles at the question, first eying his glass, then shrugging nonchalantly at Kevin. ]

Simple gin and tonic. [ He says, and whether or not it is what he claims is up for debate. ] If you'd like one...

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[throughhell]

[ Here, have one teenage werewolf, who slides into the tea roo1m and shuts the door behind him, striding across the way and sitting slightly ceremoniously down in a chair. ]

I thought I was the only one who was dying of boredom. For all the the hype, there's really nothing to do over here at all, is there. Some vacation.

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[infernalis]

[ The other Sam would hunt werewolves. Or fuck them. Or both. This one doesn't seem to have much of a problem with his new company. ]

Seems a lot of people today are suffering from it. [ He leans forward in his seat, hands folded across his knees. ] Which is why I thought some distraction would be a good idea.

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[walkingnightmares]

[ His kind of guy - libraries are boring and too quiet, all things considered. But hey Mirror ! Sam, meet another mirror who is just a little too ... well preserved, albeit in a different way. He doesn't look perfect, but he definitely doesn't look nearly sixty.

In any case, mirror! Vincent grins at the camera, liking that dark glint and curious about this guy. ]

What kind of not tea are we talking about? Coffee? Alcohol? Coffee spiked with alcohol?

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[infernalis]

I could do any of those. [ He cracks a smile, then chuckles lowly. ] I actually did have someone request tea, actually, but it's been mostly alcohol.