Wild Card: The angel had been walking them into the reservoir. Water splashing around their ankles and Jimmy at the end of his rope, trying despserately to do something to avert this. The angel wasn't listening to Jimmy, the... guests were going wild, and there was no way this was going to end well. And then he heard something else. Someone else. Offering him a way out. But Jimmy'd signed on to help Castiel. 'Do the Lord's Work.' This? This was something else entirely. If he didn't get while the getting was good, Castiel would drag Jimmy down with him.
So he'd gone. Left Castiel and the... others heading into the water and crashed into a trailer. Gasping and feeling oxygen burn into new lungs as he coughs and gets his feet. His feet. Still wearing the trenchcoat and the suit, but he can fix that. He's still wobbly as he signs his name and shakes the offered hand. A year and a day of service is nothing compared to what he'd gotten away from. Jimmy's turned out to go familiarize himself with the grounds and makes it as far as the Backyard before he needs to sit down. A bench at a set of crossed paths is welcoming enough that Jimmy sinks down onto it to catch his breath and settle.
Wild Card: Jimmy was out. Out and free. And hungry. His last meal had been the burger and fries he'd had with the Winchesters, probably. Which was better left without further examination, really. Wandering around the grounds and trying to get his bearings, since he's gonna be here a while.
The Mirror Maze gets his attention first, until one of the reflections winks at him. Jimmy starts backing away as fast as he can, turning towards the lights and cheering of the Gamer's Circle as a distraction. And then the smells of the Cookhouse reach him. Jimmy doesn't know what they're making, but it smells divine. He's got enough cash to get him one of... whatever it is. Beef, peppers, onions, cheese and enough spice to strip a layer off his tongue, all stuffed into a split hard roll. He wolfs down as much as he can before the heat forces him to stop (and when he goes for the drink, figures out why they handed him milk instead of water.)
He's not coordinated enough to really eat and walk, so weaving through the crowds to find a bench or something to sit on is the best choice. Even if he does stick out by wearing a tan trenchcoat and a black suit in the middle of a carnival.
Jimmy Novak | Supernatural
So he'd gone. Left Castiel and the... others heading into the water and crashed into a trailer. Gasping and feeling oxygen burn into new lungs as he coughs and gets his feet. His feet. Still wearing the trenchcoat and the suit, but he can fix that. He's still wobbly as he signs his name and shakes the offered hand. A year and a day of service is nothing compared to what he'd gotten away from. Jimmy's turned out to go familiarize himself with the grounds and makes it as far as the Backyard before he needs to sit down. A bench at a set of crossed paths is welcoming enough that Jimmy sinks down onto it to catch his breath and settle.
Wild Card: Jimmy was out. Out and free. And hungry. His last meal had been the burger and fries he'd had with the Winchesters, probably. Which was better left without further examination, really. Wandering around the grounds and trying to get his bearings, since he's gonna be here a while.
The Mirror Maze gets his attention first, until one of the reflections winks at him. Jimmy starts backing away as fast as he can, turning towards the lights and cheering of the Gamer's Circle as a distraction. And then the smells of the Cookhouse reach him. Jimmy doesn't know what they're making, but it smells divine. He's got enough cash to get him one of... whatever it is. Beef, peppers, onions, cheese and enough spice to strip a layer off his tongue, all stuffed into a split hard roll. He wolfs down as much as he can before the heat forces him to stop (and when he goes for the drink, figures out why they handed him milk instead of water.)
He's not coordinated enough to really eat and walk, so weaving through the crowds to find a bench or something to sit on is the best choice. Even if he does stick out by wearing a tan trenchcoat and a black suit in the middle of a carnival.