(WHO needs  reason! BAH!)

16: Upside-Down Kiss

declarexdistinctiveness

Washington, D. C.

Dean had never been, never really wanted to go, but life had finally brought him to the nation’s capital [ a nation which he knows like back of his hand ]. It seemed like Dean had been everywhere but D.C.; however, the sights wouldn’t deter him from the case at hand.

Sure as anything, it was an angry spirit. Dean hadn’t had to ask around much to know that whoever died now what being haunted by whoever they had killed before. And it was the only thing Dean could think that would strip a body clean of flesh and leave its bones glistening white.

Fake badge in hand, Dean sauntered up to the newest crime scene [ there had been three in the past week and a half ], flashing it to the officers at the tape. Noticing he’s not the only one there, Dean made his way to the women bending over the bones. And assuming she’s some sort of examiner, he plays along.

ooc: It sounds like a good idea in theory, but ships without cannons tend to sink. Most of what I ship is very crack, so I'm not sure where that would fit in with a ship.

[Mm, only if you go into war.  Or if pirates attack.  *strokes chin* Ship pirates, that's an interesting term to have.  I don't know who would want to jump a ship and hijack it, or how that would be possible.