ʂąɱ ῳıŋƈɧɛʂɬɛཞ [role play]

find another of those people who seemed to have the especial blood his body needed. For him, there was only one thing to do and it was taking care of Grace. He needed to protect her and bring her back to their own world. (5/5)

like this before. At least, that was how he remembered it. “Let's find a convenient store, we water and food.” Sam's thirst was beyond craving for water, but at the moment, he felt strong enough to control himself. He just did not want to (4/5)

the people around them. “I'm here, nothing wrong is going to happen to us. I promise you that we'll be okay.” Sam let her in and locked the door behind them. “I'll lock all the doors that we find, it's not a problem.” Sam had been in places (3/5)

right away.” He would not talk about his restlessness, and how he felt that he could go on for days without rest, food or anything else. It was disturbing, and he only hoped that it was not about the strange illness that was consuming all (2/5)

Sam was concerned about the girl, she looked disturbed, too much concerned about all kinds of case scenarios that in the end, only existed in her mind. “Grace, it's okay. Your questions are valid but we don't need to have all the answers (1/5)

know why he kept thinking of her like a victim that he should keep safe by all means. All the same time, he wanted to go after those creatures and save as many innocents as he could. (3/3)

mortal trap for both of them. However, He knew they would find there everything they need. “We can't stay outside, the streets are not safe… besides, you need to rest or your am is not going to heal. I'll be awake, I promise.” Sam did not (2/3)

Sam was getting concerned about Grace. He was not sure if he was actually protecting her or dragging her into danger. He did not know how stay away from trouble when they had to keep moving. The mall was a huge building that could become a (1/3)

Apparently, everything seemed fine and Sam only prayed for an empty building where they could relax to spend the night peacefully. (7/7)

they were running away and they could barely stay for one day. “Here, we’ll spend the night over there,” Sam pointed at the entrance. “I think we can close the doors at least for one night.” The hope was for finding food and clothes. (6/7)

care of everything; Sam smiled, taking a turn for the shopping place. The mall was big, with three stores and over 200 shops. In any other situation, Sam would be satisfied and looking forward to exploring the place. But the fact was that (5/7)

the creeps out there, his encouraging words failed miserably. She wanted him to leave, like he could or would do that anyway. “I’m sorry if you don’t want me as a companion, but I can’t let you on your own. Just try to relax. I’m taking (4/7)

no broken bones. That did not mean that it was perfectly okay, she was in pain and there was probably torn muscles or something like that. “We’ll get some pain killers at the pharmacy,” Sam tried to reassure her, but he knew that with all (3/7)

some that his father used to call civilians. He must protect her at all costs, but even with all the weapons and tactics, Sam could not prevent her from feeling scared or wanting to run away. He let her arm go when he made sure there were (2/7)

Sam could understand that Grace was uncomfortable and anxious. This place was not relaxing or safe for all that matter. Of course, his training as a hunter helped him a lot to cope with extreme conditions, but she was an ordinary person, (1/7)

to get out of that place. (4/4)

every single person around. But who would believe him when he said that Dr Beal was the devil? Sam let them wheeled him back to his room. He pretended to fall asleep as soon as he got in bed; he closed his eyes and began to formulate a plan (3/4)

be used to this; Lucifer's power over him was as strong as the first time they met. "Don't touch my brother! I warn you!" That was lame and stupid, Sam was completely helpless in that place. He had been screaming his truth to the walls, and (2/4)

Sam stared at the men with rage and fear; they were not human, they were ghouls. It was useless to resist, not in his best days would Sam be able to fight them bare handed. He was back on the chair, as though nothing had happened. He should (1/4)

will tell them all that demons are not real... I know I can convince them all, even Dean. No one has to die. Yes?" Sam did not believe he was strong enough to fight the devil but at least he could buy time for his family. (2/2)