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Mary Winchester | 06 | [In Person]

[Anyone standing outside was about to be rather shocked.

Stepping throught the gate, Mary was dressed in what looked like a peasents dress..but that wasn't the shocking thing. No...she was splattered with what looked like fresh blood, as was the axe she was tightly holding in her hand.

Someone with a good nose would be able to tell the blood wasn't hers, not all of it anyway. After all, you don't fight your first real monster after ten years without some sort of injury. Thankfully it wasn't lethal, she'd just gotten too close to it when she went for the death blow. Aside from a slight stinging in her arm, she was fine, something the Satyr couldn't say for himself.

When she'd went to the forest, she hadn't expected to run into anything. She'd gone there countless times since arriving at the manor and usually only saw animals like rabbits. There had never been a monster there before, though; she should have probably expected it given the current plot. All in all though, she did damn good for her first run with what training she'd managed to work in.]

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[And low and behold, minding his own business, sitting on the porch, smoking a cigarette and drinking his coffee. Of course mid-sip is the IDEAL time to spot the woman from the previous week... completely covered in blood.

He spews the hot mouthful of coffee out, and instantly starts choking on it]

[Looking up as soon as she hears the choking, her concern automatically sky rockets, even if it's the boy from the previous week that was so rude to her.

Rushing over, she sets the axe down and is careful not to touch him with her blood soaked hands.]

Are you okay?

[He flails his arm to shoo her away, and scrambles back, knocking over his cup as he gets to his feet. It takes him a moment, but he calms down, and just gives her the NASTIEST glare.]

Piss off!

[Sighing, she should have expected that. Holding her hands up in surrender, she sat on the ground, just staring.

...and then she notices that he's hurt.]

I know it'll sound a bit hypocritical of me right now, but perhaps you shouldn't pick fights around here.

[The teen tenses up and his face contorts in anger. He grinds his teeth and clenches his fists so tightly his knuckles turn white. Shouldn't pick fights?! Was this some sort of joke?! Was she mocking him because her SPAWN played dirty and beat him up!? This was her fault! She probably sent the bastard on him to get her point across.

While he may have been vulgar and rude at their first encounter, that was just him being him. Now he was beyond pissed, and his tone made that VERY clear. He hated this. Hated that he lost, that he couldn't defend himself, that this BITCH thought he was just SO DAMN PATHETIC that she needed to coddle him!]

Go fuck yourself and leave me the HELL ALONE! I'm not in the mood to put up with your SHIT!

[She was taken aback by his reaction. She'd done nothing to him at all, nothing to deserve the treatment he seemed intent on giving her at any rate. She could have hit him at their first encounter, he would have deserved it...but she didn't. She didn't hit kids and she didn't tolerate anyone else doing it, no matter how rude they'd been.

Tilting her head, she didn't move, didn't make any move towards him, though by all rights, she should put him down until he apologized. Something that no one else had obviously done and she was more than equipped to do.]

I don't know what you're talking about; I haven't done anything to you...why are you getting so defensive around me.

If it's the blood that bothers you, don't worry. It's not human.

I don't give a fucking shit about the damn blood!

[He lets out another growl before verbally exploding on her]

What?! So expect me to believe you didn't send that fuckhead of a kid of yours to rough me up?! Don't give me that bullshit! You think this is the first time someone's pulled this on me?! I've been on the streets long enough figure out how this shit works! I'm not retarded!

[And he turns around with the intention of leaving, leaving his spilled coffee cup on the ground]

[Mary was about to tell him off for saying one of her kids was a fuckhead before what he said clicked. One of her kids did this? She knew it couldn't have been Sam, as far as she knew, he didn't know. Besides; Dean seemed to be the more volatile one as far as protecting people, namely his family, was concerned.

She should have expected this, especially after he beat that prison guard over her.

Standing, her face was one of pure shock and disbelief.]

Dean...Dean, did this to you?

I swear to you on my fathers grave that I had nothing to do with that...If I'd wanted you hurt, do you really think I'd have sent him to do it? No. I would have done it myself.

You have my word, I won't hurt you...not unless I see that you're hurting someone else.

[He pauses to send a glare at her over his shoulder]

And give me one fucking reason why I should believe you!? Fuck your word. It's never stopped people from lyin' before.

[He takes a deep drag of his cigarette]

TCH! If it had been a fair fight I woulda won! I'm not a defenseless friggin' wuss! I've taken on tougher people than him!

...Because I haven't done anything to you. If I wanted that to happen to you, I could have done it in that kitchen while you were a cat. All I've done is try to help you, from feeding you to offering to do your dishes...

[Standing slowly, she kept her hands where he could see them, making no sudden movements.]

I'm a mother, Gokudera. And before I came here, my boys were very very young children. I would never hurt a-- ...[don't say child.] Someone underage.

Yeah, well you're not my mother, I'm not your god damn problem to why don't you just get the friggin' message and piss off. I don't know what the fuck you want from me, but you're not gettin' it.

[He angrily exhales a lungful of smoke off to the side.]

[Her answer came without hesitation.]

Because even I can see that you're alone and hurting.

I don't want anything from you, except for you to be happy and able to relax. I'll take some of your burden if you'll let me.

[His fists clench shut again and he whips around and storms over to her, absolutely infuriated. How DARE she. How DARE she treat him like is some sort of sniveling pathetic little brat! He was strong. He worked most of his life be BECOME strong, and he wasn't about to let this woman treat him like none of that mattered. Like the strength that gave him the right to exist didn't amount to anything. He was the Tenth's right-hand man because he was STRONG.

And she wanted his burden?! Fuck her! It was none of her business! He was handling it just friggin' fine on his own! He had lived alone without anyone for four years. What was the difference in that now?!]

Take my burden? You want to take my fuckin' burden?! You don't know shit about 'my burden', you don't know shit about me, and it's none of your fucking business, so I recommend shutting your god damn face, and stop stickin' your nose where it doesn't belong!

[She didn't flinch as he came over to her. She'd dealt with worse than an angry kid...he didn't know angry; not until he'd seen her father or husband on a rampage. Holding her ground, she let him get everything off of his chest...he was scared and angry, no one could blame him for his reaction, least of all her.

After he'd raged at her, she reached out to gently grab his shoulders, not caring that he would get blood on him. She'd clean his clothes later if she had to, but she needed him to realize that not everyone was out to get him, something no other adult here had the patience to see through.]

I am where I belong...I want to know you, Gokudera.

I'm not asking to be a mother or someone that you think you have to answer to, I just want to be your friend and help you when I can. You're strong, but part of strength comes from knowing when you need help...you won't be weaker for it.

And don't worry about my son, I can tell Dean to leave you alone. He won't go against my wishes. [She hoped so anyway]

[That FUCK was she babbling about?! She 'wanted to get to know him'? Why?! There was no point! This was getting too weird for him. The teen's head cocks back in confusion and he takes an unsure step back. He wanted to get away from this woman and all the shit she kept going on about.

And then she went and touched him. He was VERY tetchy about touching even to those he was close to, only initiating contact during emergencies, or when he was honestly trying to act like how he thought a friend should. All other contact was looked at as an attack, and especially from THIS woman. Just out of reflex alone he grabs one of her wrists and twists it at an odd angle and pushed it towards her to get her to take a step back or lose her balance. He stumbles back himself, quite startled by her sudden attempt to get friendly, but he recovered quickly and allowed his anger to take over for him.]

DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING TOUCH ME! I DON'T NEED ANYONE'S FRIGGIN' HELP! JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!

[and he turns back around and storms over to the door, kicking it in.]

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[Falling back with a short cry, Mary clutches her wrist to her chest as pain rushes through her from the unexpected attack. It was going to be at least sprained...at most it would be fractured or broken. She wouldn't hold it against him though, she should have known better than to touch someone without permission.

And he was lucky.

If Dean asked about her wrist, she had an alibi that didn't involve Gokudera.

Remaining on the ground, she watched as he walked into the building...she couldn't leave it like this. She needed to apologize to him and apologize for Dean. Standing carefully, she ran after Gokudera, stopping a few feet behind him.]

...I'm sorry...

You get one free one for what Dean did to you, at least you made it count.

[AND WHY THE FUCK WAS SHE FOLLOWING HIM!? He growled and picked up his pace, storming up the stairs to head to his room where he could lock her out.

Then she had to go off and make it sound like he WANTED to hurt her... dammit he didn't like fighting women... he didn't want to end up like his father]

TCH! If I wanted to go repay the favor to that bastard I'd go to him and do it! WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU FOLLOWIN' ME?!

[Looking at the floor, she tried to think of an answer that wouldn't set him off again. Making sure to keep her distance, she took a step closer, showing that she wasn't afraid of him after his outburst.]

I don't want things to be left like that. I understand that I shouldn't have touched you without permission, I just...wanted you to know that I wouldn't hurt you.

[Even if he proved that he had no qualms about harming her. It didn't matter though, she knew it was just an instinctive reaction.]

[He shoots up the stairs as fast as he can trying to lose this woman... granted he's hurt and not moving as quick as he wants]

I don't give a shit if you hurt me! I can just hurt you the fuck back! That's how shit works!

[That made so much more sense to him then all the shit you're trying to put on him]

[She doesn't give chase, she'll let him cool down and come to his senses. He'd eventually see that she wasn't a threat and didn't want anything from him...she'd just have to let him come to her.]

...But that's not how things work...Not with me.

[Sighing, she turned to make her way to her own room to shower and wrap her wrist.]

[He'd been coming back from seeing to his currently not!Car. It didn't help that the damn thing freaked in the first place at the smell of a predator before it realised it was him.

He sighed wearily as he emerged, but then saw his mom and was instantly alert. He could smell the blood wasn't hers, and so relaxed a fraction.

Be glad he missed the events of the above thread.]

...Mom?

[Looking up as she heard what was close enough to her name, Mary sighed tiredly. She didn't want anyone to see her like this, it wasn't exactly a pretty sight.

And as she found out...hunting took more out of her than she remembered.

Stopping at a distance, she let the axe fall at her feet. She wasn't sure how he'd take the smell of monster blood, she'd never actually tested that with a vampire before.]

Don't go into the forest.

What was it?

Believe it or not, a Satyr.

[Sighing softly, she glanced towards the gate before looking back at Dean.]

Safe to say there's more monsters. I just didn't wait around long enough to find out.

I pretty much believe anything here, now. [SIGH]

IU hate this place. [going hunting to relieve tension later? Hell yes! ~~especially when he finds out about his car~~]

Are you okay?

[That...was a loaded question.

Physically she was more or less fine, mentally? She was horrified that this came so easily to her after all these years.]

Yeah. Don't worry, I'll be fine. He managed to scratch me, but it's not a big deal.

What about you? I know the week's barely begun, but this place has a tendency of messing with us early on.

I'm fine [B| he's unimpressed his car is a horse]

We should get you cleaned up.

[Looking down at the carnage covering her, she nods in agreement. The last thing she needs is for someone to see her like this and start panicking.]

You're right. The last thing I need is for someone to see me like this and think the worst.

[Removing her apron, she ties it around the head of the axe. She'll be keeping this with her at least for the duration of the plot.]

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[He briefly looks around at the now-castle]

...I get the feeling it's not going to be showers. [or even plumbing...]

[Do you hear this sigh? Yeah, she'd been looking forward to a shower.]

I was afraid of that...

Still, it can't be worse than some places I've had to clean up at.

[Moving forward, she pauses a few feet before actually reaching him.]

I'm sorry to have to ask, but...does monster blood... [Get you excited]

[He shook his head] No. And anything the author creates is... wrong [Would that be the right word?] too.

[Well, that's a relief...as ashamed as she is to even consider the thought that he may lose control around her.]

That she creates? She doesn't just pull the monsters and other things from their own worlds?

[Things just got more complicated as the days went past...they certainly fought like they were real.]

No, she doesn't. It seems to be just us. [That last bit was a little bitter, wasn't it.]

One would think that she could just create artificial versions of us then, let us live our lives without feeling like we're caged.

[Not that a few good things didn't come out of it.]

I don't think... that she really knows what she's doing. To her? We're just characters in a story. that's all.

[She hadn't even considered that possibility. Even so, it was ridiculous to think that she didn't do a spell or something similar to create this place.] ...How can she not know?

Because she thinks this all just one big story that she's made. Told the doc as much when he was here.

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