HARRIET: ”Normally I don't mind research but this is a little excessive. [She sighs before addressing Dean] ”Well, better get to work, Green Eyes. The sooner we find what we're looking for the sooner we can get everyone outta here.” [She walks over and joins Sam and Levi in the search.]
DEAN: [Grumbles, but goes about ransacking one of the shelves anyway.]
CALEB: [Manifests out of nowhere.] "You shouldn't be down here!"
HARRIET: [is surprised by the sudden appearance] ”HOLY CRAP!!! GIVE A GIRL A HEART ATTACK, WHY DON'T YA!!!!” [Notices her ring is a solid very pale blue. She keeps her guard up but calms down slightly.] ”Look, buddy, we would leave if we could but right now we need to figure out a way to stop…”
Ring’s not dark… Might not be Johnathan but still don't want to tell our plan to the wrong ghost.
”Do you remember who you are?”
LEVI: [Standing at the ready, iron rod poised for a swing.]
CALEB: "Caleb Jacobs, owner of the Canella Hotel…. I meant that you're not allowed down here!"
HARRIET: [Raises an eyebrow] ”Caleb… Samuel’s son? Wasn't expecting that. Look, Caleb, I promise you we have a good reason for being down here.” [She appears to be calm and approachable, though the Winchesters can tell she's still ready to fight if she needs to.] ”Somehow, people are getting trapped in your hotel. No one can leave and after a while, time freezes for them. They have no idea decades have passed outside these walls. We're here to find out how to stop this.”
CALEB: [Tilts his head to the side.] "Oh, is that so? How could that be?"
SAM: [Still looking through papers and documents.] "We don't actually know, but we have a hunch."
DEAN: [Getting ready to take a swing at Caleb, but is stopped when he's thrown against a wall.]
SAMUEL: [Just his voice is heard.] "How dare you threaten my son!" [Telekinetically throws a filing cabinet towards Levi.]
LEVI: [Jumps out of the way, hitting Caleb in the process.]
CALEB: [His form dissipates in a cloudy wisp of smoke.]
[Papers go flying around them, the filing cabinets getting knocked over.]
SAM: [Spots the old floor plan pinned underneath one of the shelving units.]
HARRIET: [Dodges a falling cabinet before growling in frustration.] ”Damn it, Dean! I was making progress. Do you always jump the gun like that?” [She grumbles] ”Jackass.” [Speaking normally] ”Sam. Levi, you guys ok?”
LEVI: [In the process of standing back up. Lets out a small groan more out of annoyance then pain.] "Yeah, I'm fine."
SAM: [Attempting to stand up, but gets a pang of sharp pain.] "One of my legs is pinned under this shelving unit!"
LEVI: [Making his way towards Sam, and bends down to lift the unit off of him. Trying to lift it with Sam's help, but still has to have some more help.] "Could you lend a hand or two, Harriet?"
HARRIET: [Quickly nods and runs over to Sam and Levi. Grabs the shelf firmly.] “On three then?”
LEVI: "THREE!" [Lifts the shelving unit, secretly doing most of the lifting, and waits for Sam to crawl out from underneath the unit.]
DEAN: [Still being held against the wall by an invisible force.]
SAMUEL: [In the middle of manifesting when he's hit by an iron rod that had been flung through the air.]
LEVI: "No you don't, jackass!" [Had thrown the rod.]
DEAN: [Lands with a hard thud as the pressure is released.] "Ouch…."
SAM: [Limps over to where he saw the floor plans land, and manages to pick them up.]
HARRIET: [Lifts with Levi on his signal until Sam is clear then drops it.] “Nice throw Levi. You okay, big guy?” [Helps Sam stand.] “Gotta admit, wasn’t expecting three ghosts in here.”
SAM: [Gets help from Levi to hobble over to a flipped over table, which he uses to spread out the floor plans after putting the table back upright.] "Yeah, just a slight cut." [Has the now torn off sleeves from Levi's shirt tied tightly around his right thigh, the dark, brownish-red color of blood staining his jeans.
LEVI: "Thanks."
DEAN: [Looks at Harriet.] "Three? We just dealt with two Caspers, Harry!"
HARRIET: [Rolls her eyes] ”Yeah, but there is still the issue of the angry business partner. Or did you hit your head when Samuel slammed you into the wall?”
DEAN: "Oh yeah, Johnny-Boy!"
SAM: [Looking over the floor plans with Levi, having a bit of difficulty understanding what he's even looking at.]
LEVI: [Flips back to the very last page, and points at it.] "This is where we are…." [Turns the massive papers and points out their conjoined rooms. Flipping a few more pages, he finds the space where the store had once been.]
SAM: [Stares at Levi, a bit surprised.] "How are you able to make heads or tails out of this!?"
LEVI: [Shrugs his shoulders.] "I took drafting class in high school. I figured that it was a great opportunity for me to learn something new, and to get some new artistic skills; it seems that they paid off."
HARRIET: [Rolls her eyes again at Dean, strongly resisting the urge to facepalm.] Clearly didn't get the brains in his family. [Looking over at Sam and Levi] ”You found the old shop? What's the quickest way to get there?”
LEVI: [Looks back and forth between the papers after he pulled a chair up for Sam to sit in. Quiet as he thinks.] "Looks like the store was right next to the lobby. Apparently after the quake Caleb decided to expand the lobby, and had intended to use the space for just that; there's a block of management offices and storage and supply closets there now."
HARRIET: [Nods thoughtfully.] ”Ok, good. We can wait until you're ready, Sam. Don't need to strain that injury more than we have to.” [rubs the back of her neck] ”Any ideas as to why Caleb is here too? I mean Johnathan we know about, Samuel not too hard to figure out but I'm honestly a little stumped on Caleb.”
DEAN: "He might be attached to the hotel itself."
HARRIET: ”Makes sense to me, I guess. At least he seemed reasonable. We probably could have talked him into letting go on his own once this was over.” [Gives a slight glare at Dean] ”Until somebody tried to hit him with an iron rod.”
DEAN: [Ignores the comment, not able to think of a snarky comeback.]
SAM: [Standing up slowly.] "I'll be fine."
LEVI: [Looking at his uncle.] "We should at least find something to clean the wound out with, and stitch you up." [Rolls the floorplans up, and tucks it into his bag just in case they might need them again.] "We don't want that to get infected."
HARRIET: ”I’ve got a first aid kit in my room. It's right down the hall from yours, so it shouldn't be too far out of our way.” [she gauges the height between Sam and herself] ”Think I'm too short for you to lean on, big guy?”
SAM: [Looks between Harriet and Levi, who's just a couple inches taller than he is.] "Uh, I'd rather have Levi help me out with getting around, if you don't mind." Plus Levi has the added benefit of some extra strength from being a blutlumar.
HARRIET: ”Fair enough.” [she shrugged, un-offended] ”Think you're ready to go? Honestly, I don't think I need to tell you this but if you need to rest, just let us know.”
(What's a blutlumar?)
(A blutlumar is another name for a were-chimera (what Levi is). It took me forever to think of something other than 'were-chimera'! Lol Were-chimera is just an easier way of saying this!"Blut from the German word for blood, lu from the Latin word of lupinotuum, and mar from the Italian word for rot (marcie).
(Wow! You really did your homework on that one. I knew Blut from the show Grimm; it's really good by the way. If you haven't seen it I highly recommend it.)
LEVI: [Had already picked up their weapons and put them away. Hoists the bag over one shoulder before going over to Sam, helping him up the stairs and down the halls.]
DEAN: "Any ideas on what it is that we're looking for in the area that the store used to be?"
HARRIET: [shrugs, following Sam and Levi] ”Not really anything specific. Usually, if it's not the body then it's something that was important to them in life, right? So I would think, the more personally significant, the more likely that’s what they're tied to. Let me know if I'm off base here.”
(Wow! You really did your homework on that one. I knew Blut from the show Grimm; it's really good by the way. If you haven't seen it I highly recommend it.)
I have, and I too really enjoyed it!
SAM: "You're right."
DEAN: "Spirits can even attach themselves to a piece of artwork that they made while among the living."