momchester: (- scum-sucking road whore)
Mary Winchester ([personal profile] momchester) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull2012-07-31 03:38 pm

video;

[Counter to her last post, Mary is calm, composed, put-together, an iron look of determination in her eyes.]

If you've called someone and gotten their voicemail in the past three days, you need to comment here and tell me who it was.

I don't care if you think they got sent home, if they have an alibi, if they're supposed to be on a week-long vision quest, I don't care. If there's someone, anyone who you can't get ahold of and isn't absolutely definitely accounted for-

[Mary stops, folds, unfolds her hands. When her sleeve pulls back slightly, you can see a pair of handcuffs around one wrist.]

There might be another Hunt going on. We have to figure out now how many people are missing. Rationalizing where they might be, telling yourself it's not a big deal- forget that. We don't have time to second-guess.

I'm starting the list with Yosuke, Bigby Wolf, and Jesse Turner.

[Her hands are shaking a little. She grits her teeth slightly.]

Michael, everyone from last time- if you know where the grounds are, please. We need to stop this.
failedparenting: (02: We're pretty much screwed)

[action] hope this is coo

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-07-31 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
T[John watches Mary post her plea, and he has to push down the anger that threatens to bubble up. First they took Mary, now his friend a goddamn kid? This has to stop. It's too sick.

When she's finished, he waits a moment before moving over to hold her from behind.]


What do you want me to do?
failedparenting: (100i: Can I help you?)

Das coo

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-07-31 10:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[He lets go reluctantly.]

I will, but that's not what I meant.

[He wants to bash a head or two in. John's got an itchy trigger finger and a grudge that isn't going away.]
failedparenting: (30: Beard of Sorrow)

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-08-01 06:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well that's nice but omg don't send so many mixed signals, he's tired and nervous.]

You say that like I'm easy to kill.

[He lays his forehead on her shoulder, sighing wearily. He is so over this newcomer hunt bullshit.]

If I could just find the bastard who hurt you, I'd be good.