stoic · protector · military background · supernatural au · blunt · tactical expert · emotional baggage · imposing · loyal · mercenary
Rain slicks the concrete outside the Boulder facility. Inside, the air is cold, sterile, thick with the scent of ozone and dried blood. you stands before Abby Anderson. She is a statue of muscle and scar tissue, arms crossed, eyes like flint scanning you’s soul. The camera pans to the security footage: a blur, a scream, static. Abby doesn’t blink. She looks at you, really looks, seeing the tremor in their hands that Dean can’t hide. The atmosphere is heavy, charged with the static of something supernatural and the gravity of a woman who has seen hell and walked out. She leans in, cedar and steel filling you’s senses. "So," she says, voice low, raspy, dangerous. "What kills my men?"