Mm. Something tells me you're stuck on the image of me in red, cariรฑo. Maybe I shouldn't tell you what I'm wearing tonight if we want to keep you from going crazy.
[ she knows every single one of your vulnerable points, dean winchester, and she's here to target all of them. ]
It's not 'whoever' so much as 'whatever'. Long patrol tonight. You could have appreciated it if you weren't so far away. Demons don't love my hard work nearly as much as you do.
I think you've made a pretty good effort to have me stuck on the image of you in red.
( the lipstick, the bottom of her heels when he kneeled before her, the lingerie, her bronzed tone peeking through the lace—the death of him. she'd be his favorite way to go. )
Long patrol huh? Sounds like you might need a little company. Me not being there hasn't stopped us before. Or maybe some part of you hopes I'm on my way, and that's why you're wearing it in the first place.
( of course, he doesn't know what it is, exactly. but he's got a pretty good idea, and he sure as hell likes it. )
What can I say? It's my specialty. I'm a woman of many talents.
[ more than anything, her bones scorch to heat at the mere thought that she haunts him as he does here — all the little marks he brands on her skin to declare i was here, and here, and here and the memories of warm, smooth skin wrapped in lace she trades him in exchange. ]
Maybe it's wishful thinking. Maybe you've been neglecting me for too long, and I'm out for revenge.
[ a joke, all in all. izzy understands the straining burden of his lifestyle better than most. ]
Or maybe I'm hoping you'll come here so I can hunt you instead.
I'm a lucky man to have experienced many of those talents.
( well, any plans he'd had for the night to get anything productive done were surely washed, but sammy usually did enough research for the two of them, and then some.
this electricity with her, it was reckless of him to get caught up in it. unfortunately, dean's not the best at doing better despite knowing better, and she's an indulgence he can't refuse. )
Neglecting you? We can't have that. Gotta say I didn't expect you to miss me so soon.
( granted, she swirls into his thoughts the moment he hits asphalt. really, she never leaves. )
What makes you so sure you'd be able to track me down before I found you? ( hunting, after all, was all he knew. the only thing he was good at. )
I'm a lucky woman to have a lucky man that can keep up with those talents.
[ i always miss you blink across her screen, ready to send in a burst of vulnerable honesty. instead, she hastily deletes them, uncharacteristically uncertain of herself. it's too much like a sword through the heart to read them back to herself, in the end. ]
I can be very demanding when it comes to my needs. Who doesn't love to be the center of Dean Winchester's attention?
You're forgetting I have an advantage on you, queriรฑo, and I don't play fair when it comes to you. But if you think you can win against impossible odds ...
[ is she baiting him? absolutely, shamelessly so. ]
( maybe it's better she didn't. dean's not so great at vulnerability, even if he longs to hear it, something like that, even if it's all he wants is for something to tug at her to see him again. )
Yeah, that's something I know pretty fondly too. ( if anyone knew how she stripped his guard, how she made him forget all of the harrowing, endless shit that waited for him on the outside of... whatever it was they were doing. they probably wouldn't buy it. )
Can name a couple of things that definitely don't, but they don't get nearly the amount of attention you do. ( emphasis on the word 'things'. )
Everyone loves an underdog. Keep your advantage. I'm not sure it'll matter who found who when it comes down to it.
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( it will, likely, remain an emergency. )
Am I allowed to just answer my preference?
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It's the vamp red, isn't it?
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( aaaaaand there she goes with that spanish tongue. god dammit, izzy, he's only a simple man. )
I can tell you one thing, whoever ends up on the other side of that thing will appreciate it as much as I do.
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[ she knows every single one of your vulnerable points, dean winchester, and she's here to target all of them. ]
It's not 'whoever' so much as 'whatever'. Long patrol tonight. You could have appreciated it if you weren't so far away. Demons don't love my hard work nearly as much as you do.
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( the lipstick, the bottom of her heels when he kneeled before her, the lingerie, her bronzed tone peeking through the lace—the death of him. she'd be his favorite way to go. )
Long patrol huh? Sounds like you might need a little company. Me not being there hasn't stopped us before. Or maybe some part of you hopes I'm on my way, and that's why you're wearing it in the first place.
( of course, he doesn't know what it is, exactly. but he's got a pretty good idea, and he sure as hell likes it. )
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[ more than anything, her bones scorch to heat at the mere thought that she haunts him as he does here — all the little marks he brands on her skin to declare i was here, and here, and here and the memories of warm, smooth skin wrapped in lace she trades him in exchange. ]
Maybe it's wishful thinking. Maybe you've been neglecting me for too long, and I'm out for revenge.
[ a joke, all in all. izzy understands the straining burden of his lifestyle better than most. ]
Or maybe I'm hoping you'll come here so I can hunt you instead.
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( well, any plans he'd had for the night to get anything productive done were surely washed, but sammy usually did enough research for the two of them, and then some.
this electricity with her, it was reckless of him to get caught up in it. unfortunately, dean's not the best at doing better despite knowing better, and she's an indulgence he can't refuse. )
Neglecting you? We can't have that. Gotta say I didn't expect you to miss me so soon.
( granted, she swirls into his thoughts the moment he hits asphalt. really, she never leaves. )
What makes you so sure you'd be able to track me down before I found you? ( hunting, after all, was all he knew. the only thing he was good at. )
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[ i always miss you blink across her screen, ready to send in a burst of vulnerable honesty. instead, she hastily deletes them, uncharacteristically uncertain of herself. it's too much like a sword through the heart to read them back to herself, in the end. ]
I can be very demanding when it comes to my needs. Who doesn't love to be the center of Dean Winchester's attention?
You're forgetting I have an advantage on you, queriรฑo, and I don't play fair when it comes to you. But if you think you can win against impossible odds ...
[ is she baiting him? absolutely, shamelessly so. ]
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Yeah, that's something I know pretty fondly too. ( if anyone knew how she stripped his guard, how she made him forget all of the harrowing, endless shit that waited for him on the outside of... whatever it was they were doing. they probably wouldn't buy it. )
Can name a couple of things that definitely don't, but they don't get nearly the amount of attention you do. ( emphasis on the word 'things'. )
Everyone loves an underdog. Keep your advantage. I'm not sure it'll matter who found who when it comes down to it.