Original Character Problems.

[thepapabear]

You're watching a movie about a woman that turns into a bear and suddenly you think "Oh let's go bother your bear because it'll be fun?"

You've got some seriously screwed up priorities.

You refuse to bring out my boy, or my wife. What makes you think I have anything to say to you?

Comments

[was_a_hunter]

John, calm down...there are worse things on here.

[Cause by bear, he totally means it figuratively.]

[thepapabear]

John?

[Eyebrow raise. He approaches her for a moment and there's...heat radiating off of him. Quite a bit of it.]

...No. Sorry Ma'am. You've got me mistaken with someone else.

[He moves to tip his hat- realizes he's not wearing one and smiles. Sadly.]

I'm George.

[was_a_hunter]

[She frowns at the heat coming off of him, something about him being very very wrong.]

But, you look like...John, this isn't funny.

[Pulling her wallet out of her purse, she opens it to a picture of them with Dean. He was either playing with her or really didn't remember.]

See?

[thepapabear]

[that gets a shock out of him. George raises an eyebrow and stares at the photograph, giving her a sniff.]

...That looks just like my boy Danny.

[He frowns] I'm George though. See? [He offers her his own wallet, Colorado license.] Sheriff George Draag. Salvatore County.

[was_a_hunter]

[Mary frowns deeply, confused as hell. It could be fake, but somehow, she didn't think he was lying to her.]

I don't understand...how is this possible?

[thepapabear]

...Luck of the draw? You don't look like my wife. [He frowns] ...You're not my kind.

[Another sniff to be sure.]

[was_a_hunter]

[That time, she definitely didn't miss him sniffing her and she weaved back.]

Your kind? What are you talking about your kind?

[thepapabear]

You ain't a were.

[Eyebrow raises] At least I don't think you are.

[was_a_hunter]

A were...so by bear....it's meant literally, isn't it?

[thepapabear]

[He straightens a little, and his eyes glow.]

...Are you okay darlin'?

[was_a_hunter]

[She takes a half a step back, cursing under her breath. Of all the times to run into a monster, it's after she's retired.]

Just didn't expect to see my husbands face on a maneater is all.

[Weaponless, but still sassy.]

[moonlust]

Muns aren't keen on giving you the best of things even though they can, are they?