• rp • supernatural oc • taytypes
"Hello, Sam. My former partner, Agent Mathias, worked with your father a few times a number of years ago. I never had the pleasure."
"Hello, Sam. My former partner, Agent Mathias, worked with your father a few times a number of years ago. I never had the pleasure."
Jens smiles. Interesting. He always enjoys meeting new people and new things.
"Hello, Cirrus. My name is Jens."
Jens smiles. Interesting. He always enjoys meeting new people and new things.
"Hello, Cirrus. My name is Jens."
He takes another slow drag from the cigarette and exhales, brow furrowed. His head tilts, curious.
"Do you have a name?"
He takes another slow drag from the cigarette and exhales, brow furrowed. His head tilts, curious.
"Do you have a name?"
The bar is loud, music and the sound of a group of drunken men playing pool. Jens has just walked in, damp from the rain outside, and has sat down on a stool two seats away.
He orders whiskey and glances in the direction of the other.
"Long night?" he asks casually.
The bar is loud, music and the sound of a group of drunken men playing pool. Jens has just walked in, damp from the rain outside, and has sat down on a stool two seats away.
He orders whiskey and glances in the direction of the other.
"Long night?" he asks casually.
Jens is walking outside of a bar, the hour drawing fairly late. There's a misting rain around him, and somewhere in the past hour or so he's misplaced his lighter.
So he approaches the stranger. "D'you have a light?"
Jens is walking outside of a bar, the hour drawing fairly late. There's a misting rain around him, and somewhere in the past hour or so he's misplaced his lighter.
So he approaches the stranger. "D'you have a light?"
Jens tucks his badge back into the inner pocket of his jacket and raises an eyebrow slightly.
"I was always told that every hunter eventually comes into contact with the Winchesters."
Jens tucks his badge back into the inner pocket of his jacket and raises an eyebrow slightly.
"I was always told that every hunter eventually comes into contact with the Winchesters."
"Agent Hollis, FBI. A very interesting case for you to be involved with. Which Winchester are you?"
"Agent Hollis, FBI. A very interesting case for you to be involved with. Which Winchester are you?"
"A weather spirit," he repeats with a smile, expression turning a little curious. "That's very interesting. Yes, I am a hunter. I will not shoot you."
"A weather spirit," he repeats with a smile, expression turning a little curious. "That's very interesting. Yes, I am a hunter. I will not shoot you."
"Is it impolite to ask what you are?"
"Is it impolite to ask what you are?"
Jens recognizes hunters when he sees them, having been around a few. His partner had worked with John Winchester many years ago — so he knows of the Winchesters.
He's only pulling this thread because he's amused.
Jens recognizes hunters when he sees them, having been around a few. His partner had worked with John Winchester many years ago — so he knows of the Winchesters.
He's only pulling this thread because he's amused.
But he will admit that he's gotten worse since he became a hunter.
"Ah. You're welcome?" he responds, brow furrowed.
But he will admit that he's gotten worse since he became a hunter.
"Ah. You're welcome?" he responds, brow furrowed.
"I've heard someone has been poking around my crime scenes," Jens muses as he approaches, holding his wallet up to show his badge. "I'm assuming that's you."
"I've heard someone has been poking around my crime scenes," Jens muses as he approaches, holding his wallet up to show his badge. "I'm assuming that's you."
> A few years later, on a case involving a wendigo, Jens' partner was killed, leaving
> A few years later, on a case involving a wendigo, Jens' partner was killed, leaving