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[hector-aframian.livejournal.com]

At another time, a little later than the first time, the Cooper farm finds itself presented with yet another carload of newcomers.

At least these don't apparently plan to stay -- and certainly wouldn't seem to have close bonds, the way they're all three bitching at each other, or the way the car doors slam in order as they get out and immediately stalk in different directions.

[Tag under subthreads of who you're tagging, plz? <33]

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[hector-aframian.livejournal.com]

Dean stays leaning on the car, glowering at the farm.

There's a fuckin' cruise ship in the backyard. That's not normal.

[friend_of_lucy]

Neither is the faun, but he's normal for Narnia.

[hector-aframian.livejournal.com]

"... the fuck!"

This is Dean's drop, roll-behind-the-car-door, and come up pointing a gun face.

Because.

What. The fuck. Is that?

[friend_of_lucy]

Tumnus doesn't know what the gun is so comes over on careful hooves and peers at Dean,

"Are you hurt?"

[littlestcooper]

There is a short girl with bare feet and dark hair staring creepily at him from the doorway.

[hector-aframian.livejournal.com]

"A'ight, now who the hell are YOU?"

Impatient Dean is impatient! THIS FARM HAS TOO MANY CREEPY PEOPLE ON IT.

Also, Hunter Dean is Hunter, and therefore backing slightly towards the car. One flicker, creepy barefoot possibly-spirit, and your ass is salt.

[gorgonqueen.livejournal.com]

It's Dean that attracts her attention. Jo is fine, Rachel eh, but Dean...

Dean moves like trouble and the winged girl perched on the roof watches him warily.

[hector-aframian.livejournal.com]

Trouble for goddamn harpies, that's the truth.

Dean goes very still, when he spots her. Still and calm, like the ocean just before the cyclone hits.

One hand slides around to his back, for his gun.

[gorgonqueen.livejournal.com]

She knows that movement and goes very, very still herself.

Jo Harvelle for tagging!

[tobeclosetohim]

One angry, prone to violence and swearing, blonde stalks off towards what looks like the main building. She's looking for someone named Oracle but she really won't be upset with running into other people either.

Re: Jo Harvelle for tagging!

[ineveryport.livejournal.com]

Jack isn't there straight away. He had to disentangle himself from Iris, to say he was off for another day's work, and then make himself look like Jack Hollins before heading on down to the house.

"Ahoy!"

At least he looks sheepish about having been missing?

Re: Jo Harvelle for tagging!

[tobeclosetohim]

"Captain fucking Jack."

Jo's smirking, even as she shakes her head at him in teasing disapproval.

"Swell my heart with dreams of monsters and then left me swelter away in the sun. What am I to think of you?"

Re: Jo Harvelle for tagging!

[shockinglycute.livejournal.com]

There is a strange yellow creature hanging out on the doorstep. It peers up at her as she approaches.

"Pikaaaa?"

Re: Jo Harvelle for tagging!

[tobeclosetohim]

Jo's staring.









"You've got to be kidding me."

Re: Jo Harvelle for tagging!

[alwaysroomforhope]

One also-small, much smilier, but warrior nonetheless blonde is the first person to look up when she comes into the kitchen. She is accompanied by one small toddler with silky dark hair and bright golden eyes, who squeals with delight on spotting Jo and lunges across the floor.

"Eeeee Sephie eeee!"

"No, Loo-girl," the teenager says, grinning at the baby first and then up to include the newcomer in her smile. "That's not a Sephie, this is someone new."

"Sephie!" the toddler insists gleefully.

Re: Jo Harvelle for tagging!

[tobeclosetohim]

Jo's shoulders tensed the moment the shrill squeal of delight rang out. Her left hand covering her right knuckles tightened and she looked from the taller girl, who was smiling to the younger one.

Her crooked, dry smile was a few beats late, but it was there.

"Well, aren't you cute. Possibly the cutest and tiniest new person I've met."

She glanced back up at the girl, with a tightening to her lips. "Hey."

Rachel for Tags!

[theresnodoor]

Another angry, prone to violence and slightly-milder-swearing, blonde is stalking elsewhere. Toward the woods, thankyouverymuch, to wait for Jo's word. But she's not sticking around to listen to Dean or to socialize any more than she absolutely has to.



She'll be some great conversation if you can get it from her, though.

Re: Rachel for Tags!

[mahdokht.livejournal.com]

Josh is hanging by her knees in a tree.

This is fairly normal, for Josh.

"In a hurry?"

Re: Rachel for Tags!

[theresnodoor]

Rachel stops short - and looks up.

"...not really."

Dean, Jo

[untwisturboxers.livejournal.com]

"What the hell?"

There is a second Jo Harvelle, or, in her opinion, the real Jo, rounding the side of the house and just stopping in her tracks to stare at the car, Dean and ... what looks like a fucking doppleganger. This? Not expected at all.

It's probably a good thing Jo isn't armed with her shotgun right now.

Re: Dean, Jo

[tobeclosetohim]

The voice makes her look up. And her mouth dropped open.

"Son of a Bitch."

She's taking long strides toward her, her hand not that far from the gun under her jacket.

Re: Dean, Jo

[untwisturboxers.livejournal.com]

Jo may not have her shotgun, but that sure as hell doesn't mean she isn't armed, and oddly enough, her gun is in a shoulder holster, one that she's also going for now.

"That's Queen bitch to you. Take my face off. You can't have it."

The Meeting ----- Jo, Rachel, Oracle

[tobeclosetohim]

Jo's pretty determined when she's aimed at finding someone. Eventually she tracks down information on where to find Oracle most commonly, grabs Rachel and ends up in front of door.

She's knocking.




(If only the first time.)

Re: The Meeting ----- Jo, Rachel, Oracle

[theresnodoor]

Rachel, thus grabbed, is waiting beside Jo, more than a little on-edge. She's not much for meetings and strategizing, but if Jo wants her to be here, she's here.

Or she can go throw another hissy fit and get another disgusting alcoholic drink from Dean, but she's had more than enough of him the past few days.

So she's there beside Jo, hands in her pockets and trying to seem more relaxed than she is.

Re: The Meeting ----- Jo, Rachel, Oracle

[twiceahero.livejournal.com]

The door opens just enough for a redheaded face to peek through the crack at about waist-level. "Yes?" she asks, eyebrow slightly raised.