[closed] mother told me, yeah she told me, I'd meet girls like you

[mulletrock]

Who: Dean, Syrena, and maybe Sam a little later.
What: Dinner, a show, and a sleep over.
Where: A sushi joint and an old fashioned club thing.
Warnings: IDK. Don't think so.

[True to his word Dean pulls up in the truck as close to the pier as he can get because he knows Syrena's not gonna want to walk very far.

He leaves the truck and keeps the keys in his hand. He's got some clothes from Buffy and some flip flops under the other room.]

Fins? You around?

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[mulletrock]

Yeah, well... no. They're just testin' out the equipment right now.

[Dean grabs a beer from the open bar and gets them as close to the stage as possible so she can get the full experience.]

[seaphonic]

_{[She lets herself be pulled along, staying silent and focusing on moving her weak legs, gripping onto Dean's hand tightly. They're closer to the higher platform now and she stands, taking a good look at it all before looking back to Dean.]}

What kind of music will they play, Dean?

[mulletrock]

Flyer said it was a rock show.

[Dean rests his arms over the guard bar in front of the stage so that the crowd can't push against the musicians or cave in the platform they're playing on. Since this wasn't the big time they didn't have bouncers or any of the stuff he'd seen growing up.]

You're gonna wanna stay close. I don't know where the mosh pit's gonna form but it usually winds up pretty close to the center here.

/SLAMS DOWN TAG HUFF

[seaphonic]

<sub>[A rock show. Images of people banging rocks together springs to mind but she knows well enough that Dean means the type of music. After all, he'd played her rock music before. It had been interesting, to say the least.

Stay close, Dean had cautioned and so she would, holding onto his arm with both hands and pressing into his side. She didn't know what mosh was, but she knew what a pit was and she began to eye the ground warily. Just where would the hole open up?]</sub>

Does the ground usually open up during rock shows?

_{[She had to ask - the idea was so bizarre.]}

Do people fall in often? I do not want to fall in a pit, Dean.

[mulletrock]

[This was the last thing Dean thought he'd have to explain. He probably shouldn't have mentioned it.]

No, uh, it's like a circle. People get in fights.

[He shrugs his shoulder and slips his arm around her where she's holding onto him experimentally, pushing him in front of him so she can see better and also so she's out of the way.]

[seaphonic]

<sub>[Oh. Fights.

She allows Dean to move her in front of him, holding onto the arm that he's slipped around her waist. It doesn't bother her - it's better to have support. The last thing she wants to do is topple over.]</sub>

I see. I wish to avoid such a thing.

[mulletrock]

Most chicks do.

[He grins and points up toward the stage as the band gets ready to play by greeting the crowd.

There's cheering from all corners and then the music finally starts.]

[seaphonic]

_{[Following his pointed finger, Syrena stared up at the stage. The sudden roar of cheering is somewhat startling and she looks around wildly before her attention is drawn entirely to the musicians on stage. It's loud, but utterly enthralling. She grips onto Dean's arm around her, but she's clearly smiling and wide-eyed.]}

[mulletrock]

[The band plays on like that for a few hours and Dean has a few beers in the process before they walk off stage.

There's crowd surfing and so much more and a few ballads that are slower and easier on the ears.

By the time everything's said and done, Dean's sobered up the sun's just about down.] Not sure I'll be able to get you back to the dock before the sirens. You mind comin' back home with me?

[seaphonic]

_{[All in all, the experience had been a thrilling one. She's almost disappointed that it's over and hadn't lasted longer. She looks up at him when he asks, nodding quietly. After all, he had said to her at the beginning that she'd have to go home with him if she wanted to go in the first place.]}

No, I do not mind Dean.

[mulletrock]

Just makin' sure you were still on board. [He gestures toward the stage.] What'd you think?

[seaphonic]

_{[Her smile is apparent now as she holds onto his arm. Clearly, she's enjoyed herself.]}

It was wonderful. I enjoyed it very much.

[mulletrock]

Glad to hear it. Not really my speed, but then nothin' comes close to Zeppeliin these days anyway.

[Dean tosses his keys up behind his back and catches them over his head.] We should probably head back before Sam rats me out to Mom.

[seaphonic]

...Rats you out?

_{[What kind of expression was that? What did that even mean? She looks at him clueless but nods regardless.]}

Will I be meeting Sam?

[mulletrock]

Yeah, he snitches whenever he gets the opportunity.

[Which wasn't true. Sam just cared about Dean and didn't want him getting hurt. Dean played it off because with the lives they lived they were always getting hurt.]

Yeah, he's at home. Just be on your best behavior.

[seaphonic]

I see.

_{[There's a bit of a look at the second part however. On her best behaviour?]}

I am always polite.

[mulletrock]

It's not about bein' polite. Sam's a hunter like I am, he doesn't trust anything supernatural either and he doesn't know you well enough to know you're harmless.

[Dean opens her door for her and walks around to the driver's side to get in.]

[seaphonic]

<sub>[Climbing in and sitting down she closes the door behind her, buckling up. Well, Dean's reasoning made sense. She couldn't fault his brother for taking such a stance. After all, most supernatural or creatures of myth and legend either ate or made a mockery of humans. She really didn't blame him.

Even so...]</sub>

...So I am to pretend I am human?

<sub>[Which wouldn't exactly be hard to do, so long as she kept her mouth shut and stayed sitting. She looked just as human as the next person, although perhaps there was an inherent unearthly beauty to her that others understandably lacked. Even so, her mannerisms were...odd. She understood nothing about this world or human culture.

Maybe this wouldn't be so easy after all.]</sub>

[mulletrock]

Just don't be a dead give away.

[Dean knew it'd be asking too much to have her pretend to be human but keeping her habits under control would make it a lot less awkward.

He takes the car out of park and heads back to his apartment.]

[seaphonic]

I will try my best.

_{[Really, that's all she could promise.]}

[mulletrock]

[Dean manages to get them both there just in time for the sirens to start and puts the truck in park as close as possible to the door that went to the stairs so he could haul her up and get them to his apartment faster.]

Figure you might wanna try your luck with the stairs but if it gets to be too much don't worry about leaning on me.

[Dean grabbed her sushi out of the glove box and went around to the passenger's side to help her out of the car.]

[seaphonic]

_{[As much as Syrena loves to be independent, she's accepted she needs help to balance when walking. Stairs are a bit daunting of a task, especially with the ringing of Sirens in her ears. Helped out of the car she instinctively takes Dean's hand, holding it tight.]}

Let us go inside.

[mulletrock]

[Dean doesn't mind the physical contact and gives her palm a reassuring squeeze back as he helps her down and out of the truck.]

You're luck me and Sam aren't too far up.

[seaphonic]

_{[She nods. If there's one thing she doesn't like, it's heights. Closing the truck door she gives Dean's hand a little tug toward the stairs, the two of them carefully hurrying up and inside.]}

[mulletrock]

[It doesn't take them too long to get up to where they need to be. He wrenches open the door with a grin, and the light from the TV makes the entire apartment glow.]

Make yourself at home.