#muse:bourbonandwhiskey

[cagedshewolf]

" How do you heroes not walk around pissed all the time I've seen people do some heinous shit lately and with my newfound sense of morality... I'd like to skin them like a fish. " Meg Masters to Jo

"Hero is not the word I would choose. Well, you can either let them live their own lives or intervene. You can't stop everyone, and unless it's harm to someone else or supernatural, we don't do much." Jo glanced over at Meg. "It's to save your sanity."

[cagedshewolf]

Jo was tired and looking for a nice cold drink to make her night better. She was happy to see the familiar sight of a bartender when she walked in. She walked up to the bar and looked over her shoulder at the man playing the piano. Interesting. Her attention went back to a man that asked what she would like order. "Whiskey on the rocks." As the man began to go about her order Jo took a seat on one of the bar stools and let out a small sigh.

~Closed~

@cagedshewolf

His fingers slowly worked over the piano keys, a subtle melody playing out. The bar was mostly empty, save a few employees but the door was usually open. Sometimes they’d have people wander in for directions, sometimes for food even when they weren’t technically open but he tried to be accommodating when he was around. He didn’t have any pressing matters to attend to, so he was just enjoying some free time for the time being.

[cagedshewolf]

I have a lot of Jo Harvelle muse right now. If you want to send anything throw it at me or message.

[cagedshewolf]

Jo Harvelle-Supernatural

Jo grew up in the world of hunting thanks to her parents, Ellen and William Harvelle. As a little girl she became interested in the weird and creepy things that went along with hunting and having hunters staying at the Roadhouse helped feed her interest. They would tell stories, some a little to graphic for a child, and tales about their adventures.

Unfortunately, when Jo was 7 her father was killed during a hunt with John Winchester. It nearly destroyed her mother and devastated the young girl. Losing her father only increased Jo’s interest in becoming a hunter and saving people.

Muse is mid 20′s-early 30′s, heterosexual.

[cagedshewolf]

Jo would smile. "I bet it is." She paused when she heard the question. "Uh, not really. My mother still isn't happy about it..."

It was a typical evening at the bar, people were coming in slowly and the ones already there were downing drinks and chatting. Jo was currently bringing drinks to people and chatting with them a little bit. Most of the people there were regulars, some new and it caught her attention. There was a lot of clatter over by the pool tables that made Jo look up.

@soldiershunterswitchesandroyals

[cagedshewolf]

She was lost in mind until the music coming from the piano slowed and then stopped completely. Her eyes drifted up from the bar top as she heard the voice of a man next to her. "No we have not meet." Jo said looking over at the man. "Bethany." She said lying easily and offering a smile. Jo took a quick look at the man, he was stunning. Almost unearthly actually. When a glass was placed in front of her Jo looked away and touched the cool glass. Her mind went back to her original thoughts and took a drink of the amber liquid.

~Closed~

@cagedshewolf

His fingers slowly worked over the piano keys, a subtle melody playing out. The bar was mostly empty, save a few employees but the door was usually open. Sometimes they’d have people wander in for directions, sometimes for food even when they weren’t technically open but he tried to be accommodating when he was around. He didn’t have any pressing matters to attend to, so he was just enjoying some free time for the time being.