Quickly Alexis snapped "Stop it!"  It was more of a quiet hiss, but it was enough to get the bartender's attention, as Alexis notice his dog sniffing at Ivan's foot, Ivan was completely unawar, but he realized he had been talkin to the dog..

"They're getting too frisky...."  Alexis muttere aloud, then he turned around to look, and saw one of them had actually jumped on a table, and lain down for sleep. "Get down!"  He snapped at what seemed like thin air, where the dog had jumped off, making the table shake slightly.

"Jeeze, can't even finish a freakin' drink 'round here, can I?"  He muttered so quietly only people sitting RIGHT next to him could hear.  He finished downing the day old dish water, and stood up, giving a quick whistle, and the dogs immediatly went to Alexis' side, and he made quick, yet descrete strides to leaving the bar.

"Wonder....."  Ivan muttered, and he stood up and walked to Dean. "Shouldn't we keep tabs,"  He said in more of a statement, looking at where he went.

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After leaving Alexis found himself greeted by a young-looking blond girl with beautiful platnium highlights, that complimented her deep blue eyes.  She was about 6 Ft 4'  and was wearing leather jeans, leather coat, and a corset that gave off a lot of cleavage.  Her heair reashed a little past her waist.

"Well, well, you must be the lycan, aren't you?"  She had a slight southern accent, but barely a hint.  Alexis sighed, as one of his hellhounds growled, taking a step closer.

"I don't have any money on me,"  He stated, and was about to walk past the woman, when she grabbed the other by the arm, and said: "I just didn't drive my motercycle all the way down to a hooters to get you to walk past me.  I came here for buisines,"  She stated, and then she let go to face Alexis, who turned to face the other.

"What kind of buisines?"  He questioned, looking her up and down.  She was tiny.  A strong wind could have probably blown her over, and she wreaked of weed, but she was completely sober.

"Name's Lloyde Greenbeck, an' I'm a hunter,"  She explained.  "Congradulations.  But unfortunatly, I'm into other men, sweetie.  Dean might like you though.  He's into the *censored*s, I believe,"  He said, crossin g his arms.

"Hey, I'm no *censored*,"  She smirked, making use of a whip she had at her side, snappin g it at the ground.  "You were payed to try and kill me?"  He questioned annoyed. "Sorry, little girl, but save they toys for bed,"  He said, smirking at the blush that crossed her face. 

 "Ew, gross, I ain't like that!"  She said, her southern accent slipping up a bit, but then it was gone.

"I wanna train with you.  I figure if I can spar with a lycan, I can kill 'em."  She said hopefully.

"No,"  He said flatly.  "Why not?"  She asked confued.  "Your using a lycan to kill other lycans basically.  The Winchester's would love you,"  He said irritated.

"Wait, wait, I'm not goin' to attack you!"  She said.  "I knowyou couldn't.  You know who my 'father' is?"  "No..."  She said in a small voice.

"Wait, I....I'll pay you!"  She said as Alexis started to walk away.  "If you think you can take a lycan on, I'm going to send a Hellhound your way three diffirent times, at three diffirent locations at random times.  If you can survive, we'll talk about it...But I don't need money."  He said.

"Thank you!"  She sai giddily.

"YES! Finnaly, I can be a Lycan hunter like my father used to be!" She thought to herself. "Now who are the Winchester's he was talkin' about....And whose his father....."

(I think I'll also bring Ghost in this one....Alexis' half sister

 Then I am to be killed :P

 Sam looked up at the man, confusion in his eyes.

"Is he schizo?" He asked Dean, laughing.

"No, Hellhounds." 

"Apperently he either didn't know you were there, or he would have killed you both.  Your lucky,"  Ivan said leaving the bar pushing past the blond girl.

"Watch where your going!"  She snapped, not even a hint of a southern accent on her, if anything she sounded like a normal new yorker.

"Sorry,"  Ivan muttered.  "Idiots, that's what they all are,"  She grumbled sitting in the chair Alexis had been sitting in. "Yo, Barkeep, gemme a tquilla!"

"Yeah, right." Dean scoffed, getting up. Him and Sam headed to the door, Dean shoulder-bumping Ivan on the way out.

"Dog person." He sneered. 

Ariskye ducked back into the shadows and climbed up the wall of a building as she dug her claws into the mortor between the bricks. Her wings were tightly furled against her back and her tail lashed out as her nerves set in on her.