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[torndownsoldier.livejournal.com]

"So what are we dealin' with?"

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[paintitruby.livejournal.com]

I did.

[And she starts heading in that direction.]

Lucky for you, I can kill it.

[torndownsoldier.livejournal.com]

[Dean follows mostly because it tried to claw off his face and he has a vendetta against things like that] An' how y'gonna do that?

[paintitruby.livejournal.com]

With this special knife I have.

[She pulls it from the holder on her left thigh and wags it in front of Dean's face.]

It's pretty handy, you'll see.

[torndownsoldier.livejournal.com]

[Pulling a face, he probably should have got got that] Right, so we're tracking this sonuvabitch?

[paintitruby.livejournal.com]

[She raises both eyebrows incredulously.]

Yeah doofus, we're tracking it. Just try to keep up.

[Ruby is quickly walking after the thing.]

[torndownsoldier.livejournal.com]

[Following anyway] I am freakin' keepin' up.

if this is too god mod like i'll rewrite it!

[paintitruby.livejournal.com]

[Ruby continues to lead them until they meet an intersection. She sniffs the air and looks down either hallway.]

It's still close. Down here. [He takes off toward the left, walking briskly. After a couple of yards she halts and spins around to face Dean--the demon is behind him!]

Behind you!

[Ruby lifts a hand in an attempt to fling the demon away from Dean, but he's too fast and gone before she even gets her hand halfway up. The demon is now behind her, and before she can react she is kicked hard square in the back and sent flying, the knife landing where she once stood. The demon kicks it away and starts for Dean.]

oh no, I love a good bit of drama and as long as nobody kills him I'm lenient :D

[torndownsoldier.livejournal.com]

[Dean shoots at it to give himself a little more time but that doesn't stop it from moving forward. Where's the Colt when you need it? Instead he just keeps stepping back, her knife too far out of reach for him to get to. Fall back on the bitching, y/y/y?]

Man, you're so friggin' ugly, y'know that? I've seen roadkill prettier than you.

[Dean slams the butt of his gun into the demon's face, trying to knock it down or out of the way enough to give them time]

Ruby? Y'better not be dead or nothin' because y'know that's my job.

<333

[paintitruby.livejournal.com]

[Ruby scrambles to her feet and watches Dean and the demon while inching toward her knife. As soon as the butt of the hunter's gun hits the demon however, she changes her course of action and grabs the demon from behind locking it in a chokehold, she uses her other arm (well fist) to punch the demons side as long as she could before he struggled free.]

[torndownsoldier.livejournal.com]

[Dean shoots at its kneecaps for good measure and then scrambles through the undergrowth, looking for her knife]

[paintitruby.livejournal.com]

[Just like Dean to shoot without thinking, or giving Ruby any warning. When the demon falls to his knee Ruby falls on top of him. Before it is able to react she grabs him by the hair, slams his head down and rubs his face in dirty ground.]


Where's my knife?!

[torndownsoldier.livejournal.com]

[Dean fingers close around it and he grins, looking back and shouting] Heads up! [He throws it, aiming for the ground to the side of her and begins making his way back]

[paintitruby.livejournal.com]

[Ruby snatches the knife, lifts the guy by his hair and slits his throat, dropping him carelessly once he's dead. After a few heavy breaths she looks at Dean with a smug grin.]

Wasn't half bad.

[torndownsoldier.livejournal.com]

[Snort] Well, at least the sucker won't be gettin' back up.