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"Whoa, when did you all get here? Um, nice to meet you. I'm Dan."
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thefourlostsouls
last-words-luther
zombies-inmy-brains
romaicus
quinnofthehunt
ohmygoddanyoutwat
"Whoa, when did you all get here? Um, nice to meet you. I'm Dan."
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I- you just seem nice, so I wanted to say hello and maybe get to know you. -she looked up and returned the smile fully-
“Well, I’m glad you have that opinion! I’m definitely open to new friends!”
-squeaks- H-hello.
“…I’m the Doctor. Nice to meet you.”
[outofspraypaint] I deem Andrew "Sir Fluffandstuff." Because Idk.
"Sir? Does that mean I would have been knighted by the Queen?! That'd be pretty brilliant. I mean, we'd sit on the royal sofas and eat royal chicken nuggets. Man, her chicken nuggets would be made of gold."
New Beginnings. Dan + Quinn
Dan hadn't seen Quinn in a while and he was kind of missing the boy. He pulled out his phone and opened his text messaging, sending him a text. 'We should go do something together.' Dan grinned to himself as he hit 'Send'.
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Subtlety || Closed @ quinnofthehunt
Subtlety was an art form unknown in its intricacies. Never had too fine of a point been placed upon the complex nature of assimilation. Nor would it ever be. Castiel had spent an eternity in observation of those that walked the Earth, and an eternity had not been long enough for him to learn their every custom.
The muted glow of his bound Grace was iridescent to the eyes of the damned, if not dulled to the senses of humanity. Demons were far harder to hide from.
He did not regret their deaths in the slightest, their interest in him having garnered their his attention in return. They had thought him easy prey, striding into the room as though it were they that held the upper hand. More the fools they. The arrogance of hellspawn never ceased to amaze him.
With the burning light of the Divine fading, his Grace calming as he turned away from the bodies of the demons he had so recently smote, his eyes settled upon a figure standing within the doorway.
He hesitated for a moment, assessing the nature of the intrusion. Would he be forced to kill again?
"Who are you?" He demanded, "And why are you here?"
humanoswinxoswald
quinnofthehunt
thefunnysonny
babyitsluna
"Hello there, Can I help you?"