Spying is a hobby?

[uniqueintent]

Her long soft black tail twitched slightly from side to side as she looked up at the yellow bird resting on the benches across from her. Cats are supposed to eat birds right? Crystal couldn't care less about that stupid bird anyway, she was waiting for that wrinkly old lady across the street to leave so she could break into that downstairs apartment she had her eyes on. Her soft brown cat eyes blinked and watched the lady begin to move away slightly. come on grandma... Crystal uncurled herself from the brown painted and fading bench she had been laying on. Standing up, she jumped down and began to trot across the street. She found it difficult to walk with 4 legs, but she made it across the streets softly. Looking both ways, Crystal jumped up on the slender window sill, and tried to find where that hole was she spotted earlier. There it was, underneath the planted flowers decorating the windows edge. Crouching down, she schooched herself through the tiny hole, and was inside. Her ears perked forward as she tried to listen to see if anyone was home. Empty. Her soft paws didn't make a sound as she walked silently cross the bare blue and yellow carpet. After going through the house once, she decided it was completely empty, and she locked the doors encase someone tried to come back home.
"Ugh." Without even a minute to spare, Crystal quickly changed into a human. Walking through the house, she went through the bedrooms Jewry box, all she wanted was that old Lady's ruby embroided necklace that she had worn yesterday. Sifting through the small box, something shiny caught her eye. Yes, it was the ruby necklace. Laughing to herself as she closed the box, she put the necklace choker on, and looked herself in the small foyers mirror. It was a small heart shaped ruby, that was encrusted with little diamonds, and surrounded by a silver chain.
It was perfect. Her head snapped to the side as she heard the apartment entrance doors lock click. Time to go. The lady wasn't supposed to be back until later. Ugh. I probably lost track of time quickly changing back into her cat form, Crystal scooted through the sitting room, and out the hole in the wall. The necklace still visible around the cats neck. Trotting down toward the alleyway, she couldn't help but jump for joy, she wasn't caught at all....

[Dean]

Singing along to Bon Jovi's Wanted; Dead or alive, Dean rode down the street in his 1967 Chevrolet Impala He loved[/i] his car. Some would say he had an obsession with it.

Though, he says he holds it close because his dad gave him the car. But of course, we all know he's obsessed. He sighed, and grinned as the song went off. He was never one to listen to the radio. Instead, he had a lot of cassettes, which he listened to frequently.

Suddenly his cell rang, and he wrestled to get it out of his tight jeans. "Hello?"

"Dean." His uncle's voice echoed.

"Hey, whatcha need?" He asked, trying to concentrate on driving.

"Just letting you know, I found a already furnished place for you in New York. You there yet?"

"Yeah..." He turned onto another street. "Thank you." He laughed lightly. "I'll call you back later." He closed the phone, throwing it on the passenger seat.

As he looked over at the seat, he could picture Sam, his brother, riding with him. He wished he could be here, instead he was off at college. A smile crept to his face. "I'm still carryin' ya Sammy."

Riding down the street, thoughts of the upcoming rough road went through his mind. He didn't even see the cat, luckily, at the last second he pulled the car sharply to the right, crashing into a trash can.

Grumbling, he got out and went to look at the damage. "Come on baby..." He coed as he walked to the front of the car, it was scratched. "No!" He yelled out in angst. He turned and looked at the cat, still standing in the road. "Stupid cat! You shouldn't be in the streets." He sighed, and looked back at the deep slash in his car. "I mean, Look at what you did!"[/size][/color][/font][/size][/color][/font][/size][/color][/font]

[uniqueintent]

Minding her own business, crystals soft small paws made a little pitter patter as she tried to crossed the street. Luckily, she saw the car in time and put her paws over her head as she saw the car crash into a garbage can. The noise breaking her concentration, Crystal looked at the angry man then back at her self. She morphed fast and quite frankly, she couldn't control it. "Shit." Her eyes filled with terror as she lay with her knees and palms against the ground. she watched as he hair fell forward in front of her shoulders and her fur was replaced with soft faded blue denim jeans, and a light purple tank-top. Getting up quickly, she decided she should run, shes heard all those things about mutants that get caught or seen. Maybe she can explain that he just hit his head on the steering wheel and there was no cat, she was just on her knees trying to find her earring. She looked around quickly, and brushed her hair out of her eyes. Looking both ways, she decided she should make a run for it. She didn't have the money to pay for this mans car, but if he actually saw what happened she could be in a whole lot of trouble anyway. She looked to the side, and then to her back....
No where to run...

[Dean]

"What the--?" He stopped, and wiped at his eyes. She was a shape-shifter! He smiled. "Hey... sorry to yell at you. I could have sworn you were just a cat." He laughed lightly, looking back at his car, he grimaced.

"Your a mutant." He nodded, stepping closer to her. He grabbed a can off the street. "So am I." He smiled softly, taking the can and concentrating, he froze the outside of it.

[uniqueintent]

Not sure what the man meant until after he said it, she decided not to run. She hadn't met another mutant since she got here, and it was still registering in her head what he had said. She laughed, "Sorry about your-" She stopped talking when he froze the can. "Thats cool." She felt dumbfounded and was still trying to calm down after the scare of getting run over. Brushing her long black hair out of her eyes, she looked at the man/mutant. He seemed older than her, but she was terrible at guessing ages. She glanced to the scratch, she hoped that wasn't all her fault, he should have been looking anyway. But the guilt seemed to have sunk in anyway. Crystal eyes matched her name, as she tried to study the man quietly, she was awful at making conversation. "So...uh, do you come here often?" She said with a quiet chuckle. The ruby still around her neck, she touched it with the tips of her fingers. Still unscratched. That would help her get enough money for a plane ticket home maybe. She still wasn't sure about staying here.

[Dean]

He smirked. "No, first time in New York." He leaned against the car. "Don't worry.." He gulped as he looked at the scratch. "She'll be fine in a day or two." He patted the cars roof. "I'm actually here as a teacher, for this place called Rosewood, have you heard of it?"

He bite the inside of his cheek. He saw her touch the necklace around her neck, and he whistled. "Nice necklace you got there." He nodded at it. "Anyway.." He trailed off. "I'm looking for this mansion, but I think I went too far, or am on the wrong street." He looked around. "New York is confussing, and a.. little too over crowded for me personally." He shrugged. "But what can you do, right?"

He starred at her a moment. "So, besides shape-shifting, what can you do?"

[uniqueintent]

She laughed and began to relax a little more. "Rosewood huh?" she looked at him up in down, "You don't look like a teacher...." She laughed again, and brushed the hair out of her eyes. "I'm supposed to be living at rosewood, just they told me to wait until there was someone there." She laughed, "Uh, I could show you the way to it if you like, its actually just down the road, through the alley, and a hopscotch over town.." She looked at him. He didn't look like a teacher at all. "So if you want, we could go there together..." She didn't want to go alone anyway. What other powers could she do? Crystal laughed, "Meduim-ship, have really good senses, and i do alot of conjuring in my spare time." ha. Crystal was fully relaxed, she looked at him again. "So whats your name?"

[Dean]

He scratched the back of his neck, letting out a rough laugh. "Yeah, I have a feeling I'll be hearing that a lot." He pointed out. "Trust me, I'm not the usual teacher type either. But, I have things to offer people like you." He smiled. "So I decided to try this teaching thing out."

He leaned on the car, crossing his arms over his broad chest, as he listened to her tell him about the rest of her powers. "Medium ship, huh? Talk to any ghosts lately?" He smirked. Laughing lightly, he raised a brow. "Conjuring, I hear that's fun." He nodded.

"I, myself have powers that are most useful in battle. Though the Cryokenisis, is a bit odd to be thrown in with the rest." He thought to himself for a moment. "Enhanced senses, Adoptive muscle memory, also known as photographic reflexes." He pointed out. "And then there's deflection, which really comes in handy." He smiled.

So, she knew where rosewood was. "Great." He really did get a bit lost. "Hop on in." He smiled, opening the drivers door, he go in himself.

[uniqueintent]

The wind began to change, and Crystal could tell it was going to rain. She sensed it, looking at him with her crystal clear eyes she laughed, "Actually, i had a gig up in New York where i was payed to be a physic. But it turned to hell the moment i told the boss that his grandma knew that he scammed his brother out of his share of the will." She laughed. "Got fired." She walked toward the car hesitantly, get in? She hated riding with people who had nice cars. She was going to walk. She looked at him and smiled, but hearing the thunder crash, she decided not to bother with walking. Lightly opening the door to his car, she sat down. Studying the interior, she decided that it had to be a very expensive car. "What the?...." Crystal sat up a bit and pulled out the mans cell phone, he must of threw it on the passenger seat and forgot about it. She hoped she didn't break it. She laughed as she shut the car door lightly, still holding on to the mans phone. "Uh, is this your cell phone?" Crystal asked as she buckled her seatbelt. She held it up, "Its a pretty nice phone if you ask me....." Laughing she held it out to him. "By the way, you never told me your name..."

[Dean]

Dean snickered a bit. "Yeah, that's mine. Sorry." He took it, and threw it in the backseat. "Nice." He nearly laughed out loud. "It's okay I guess." He shrugged, starting the car up. "Which way again?" He decided to go around the block.

He turned the corner and smiled, leaning up and turning the volume up on a ACDC song called back in black. "Oh." He laughed softly. "Sorry about that." He looked over at her. "I'm Dean. Dean Winchester." He nodded at her. "How about yourself?"

[uniqueintent]

"Dean..." that was a cool name. She laughed, "Head west on this street, then go through the alley. I'll instructed you from there." She looked back to were he threw the cell. Nice backseat too. Aha. "Im Crystal Ann...." She smiled in his direction. She liked the hum of the motor, she might fall asleep....

{occ- you post then we pull up in front of the house k? Then we post in Rosewood.]

[Dean]

"Crystal huh?" He smiled. "Pretty name." He turned and followed her directions. He reached the alleyway in no time. He stopped and looked over at her. "Need more directions missy." He laughed softly.

[[k, sounds good. You post next and then I'll have Dean pull up to Rosewood]]

[uniqueintent]

Her eyes opened when she heard the sound of Deans voice. Crystal hadn't eaten in about 3 days, and smoking was slowly killing her. Thats why she stole things, so she could sell them in pawn shops and get money for her needs. God, she hoped she didn't look like a raging alcoholic to Dean, or to anyone. Crystal had a lot of problems going through her head. She was just well at keeping them to herself. And only certain people could actually see through her thick layer of self worth. Oh right, the directions. "Ummn," Crystal smiled brightly, "Go straight until you reach the auto store, then you cut across the parking lot, and through the back streets. If you turn left at uh..." Crystal rubbed her head, "I think its elm, you should see the Rosewood mansion from there." She smiled up at him. She needed a drink, and some sleep. But she would wait until she got to the mansion, and got out of everyones view for that.

[Colette]

--continued at rosewood//end of thread--