81st Hunt [Action]

[dudeimbatman]

[Dean is going about his day. Normal day. Nothing to see here. He does seem extra restless though. It's Dean's birthday. He hates his birthday. In fact, the only thing he hates worse than his birthday is Sam's birthday. Birthdays in the Winchester household tend to be horrible, really, really horrible. Because of this, he's walking around the City, wandering all over for most of the day rather than driving everywhere. He's pretty much lost in thought, wary and waiting for the other shoe to drop. Stop, have a chat, drink some coffee with him. Clearly he's not caffeinated enough at this point.]

[ooc: Corresponds to this. Have at him.]

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[charring]

[Oh, there he is. This is going to be fun! She doesn't even look at him as she walks past, pretending to be reading something on her device. Just one foot past Dean and, as per Sams request...SMACK! Right on the ass.] Hi, Deedee.

[And she just keeps walking, face blank. Still reading a whole lot of nothing on the device. Revenge for the condoms, Dean. Even if you were cursed. Also, she's good at hitting. Sorry about that.]

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[dudeimbatman]

[That's going to get her a 'what the hell' look.]

Dude...seriously?

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[charring]

[Charlie stops walking and turns to give Dean her best confused look. She didn't do a thing, Dean. Really. See how innocent she is?] 'What the hell' what?

[waitedforyears]

[ Amy is always up for shenanigans and never adverse to slapping handsome guys on the ass, so Sam's idea? Right up her alley. She hasn't gone out looking for Dean, but now that she sees him, she slides up behind him.

... And slaps him on the ass. ]

Hey, DeeDee.

[ And then she walks off, trying very hard to keep a straight face. ]

[dudeimbatman]

[Okay, that's the second time.]

Dude! There some sort of redhead cooperation curse goin' on today?

[coyote_walking]

Oh, there was just no way she was going to manage this with a straight face. Still, she figured she'd give it her best shot. Pun not intended. Assuming he didn't stop her before she slapped him on the ass. [Especially given that she certainly wasn't the first to try it!]

"Hey, DeeDee," she said cheerfully, and went for the ass slap.

[dudeimbatman]

[He's not going to start stopping people just yet.]

Oh seriously?

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[the_dawnster]

[Dawn is out doing her running around for the day. Most of that consists of collecting and doing things for Mr. Stark and City Solutions. So her arms are full of bags, a bit of dry cleaning and a to-go cup of coffee. She's seen Sam's network post earlier and was amused by it. But lets face it, she's not the kind of girl to randomly slap guys on the butt. Sorry, Dean. Even if she does know you pretty well. You aren't at the butt slapping stage.

So when she sees him, she hurries over to fall into step alongside him. She lightly bumps his shoulder with hers and offers him an amused smile.]

So I hear you've got a new nickname. Dee dee. Which isn't too bad as far as nicknames go. I mean I let you call me squirt all the time. Faith calls me brat. And then there's Dawnie, which... hello, I'm not twelve anymore. But I like Dee dee.

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[dudeimbatman]

Oh come on. You call me that and I can at least get an ass slap out of it.

[designedtoparty]

[Of course Nathan couldn't miss out on this. Nathan sidles up next to him, going straight for the slap. He even gives it a quick squeeze for good measure before he drops it again. The worst part about this is that it isn't even all that unusual behaviour for him.] Hey, man. Happy birthday.

[dudeimbatman]

Dude! At least before there were hot chicks slapping my ass.

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Dude! At least before there were hot chicks slapping my ass. <small.[He's not that upset though. He has to protest though, it's Dean.]</small>

Thanks. Who told?

[redlikecrimson]

[Aya catches Dean on the streets and hands off an extra cup of coffee he has. His own is tea but that isn't the point.]

Watch your back. [There's a little smile on his face as he says it but he will not be slapping ass or calling anyone DeeDee.]

[dudeimbatman]

Yeah I'm getting that's a thing. Thanks, man. [He appreciates the coffee. He will probably even start saving donuts for Aya.]

[likeabreath]

[Oh look. Here's Gwen out shopping for a few items. Isn't it the best coincidence that she just happens to walk right past Dean on her way?

Without being too obvious, she reaches back and swats his ass pretty firmly before biting her lips to keep from smiling.]

'lo, DeeDee.

[dudeimbatman]

Oh for Christ's sake. Is there anyone he didn't get to?

[dulcisnuntius]

Hi Dean!

[She's not going for the nickname, but Dulcie does throw both arms around him in possibly the tightest hug ever. And then moves down for a little grope.]

[dudeimbatman]

[Well of course he's going to hug her back just as tightly, chuckling when she gropes him. He expects as much from her and doesn't mind.]

Hey, Kiddo.

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[cametolife]

[ liz is on her way home from work, nearly colliding with poor dean as she rounds a corner too quickly. ]

Oh! Sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going.

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[dudeimbatman]

[Dean catches her by the shoulders, avoiding either one of them being knocked down.]

Hey you're not grabbing my ass and calling me DeeDee. I'm counting that as a win.

[And then he really looks at her.] But if you want to grab my ass...you're more than welcome.

[tangledintower]

[Aaaah, Dean, look who it is! You can't be restless and sad on your birthday while Rapunzel is around!

Granted, she didn't mean to run into him with her arms full of groceries. She just happened to be blocking her vision with grocery bags.]

Oh, hi, Dean!

[dudeimbatman]

[He reaches out to steady the groceries.]

Hey, Rapunzel. How you doing?

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[manofgnee]

You look like you could use a drink. Or something.

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[dudeimbatman]

Yeah. Usually can. [It's pretty much the truth.] How you doing, Hanna?

[child_radical]

You look like you could use some pie.

[dudeimbatman]

God yes. The whole damn thing.