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“Listen, I’m not saying you can’t keep in touch with them, or whatever. I think it’s probably healthy to...” Im gestures vaguely, the moonlight catching the movement of her hand through the windshield as it throws a silver sheen on the dirt road rolling under their tires. “...to have friends your age. I’m just reminding you who these kids are.” Bringing her fingers to her lips, she bites at the side of her thumbnail before jerking it away with a sudden thought. “And — that they are kids. Dangerous kids, but kids nonetheless. Not exactly prime hunting companions.” Her palm returns to the steering wheel with a dull thud, and Im bites at the inside of her cheek distractedly. If she had a nickel for every time she worried about Claire and her choices, she’d probably have enough cash to send the girl off to college — a turn of phrase Claire was probably sick of hearing. A deep sigh, then a slight wince as a tire kicks up a particularly heavy piece of gravel into the underside of her truck.

[: John has been collecting young sassy hunters with single mothers who shouldn’t be hunting and he doesn’t want to hunt, but doesn’t know how to stop them.

John Winchester’s home of stubborn youths that remind him of himself. :]

If Crowley could control himself, he wouldn’t be in this place - that much he knew and well, that much he regretted, which didn’t mean though that he learned from his mistakes. He’d hit up several other patients so far, but most of them weren’t entertaining to be around in the slightest. With this one, he thought it had to be different. She caused trouble wherever she went, which - for a young little thing like her - seemed like a talent for sure. Or maybe just a bad habit, but he sure was curious to find out.

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Ziri is many things. Lucky Ziri, a moniker that has remained his despite his inherent un-luck and struggles of the past, is Chimaera and brave and easy to trust in both battle and in casual passing.

He is also, despite his Chimaera heritage, decidedly human.

Exploring the forest in a visage made of tithe and glamour, the Kirin can still feel the weight of his wings and the loft of his spiraling horns. They told him though, Karou and her humans and even Akiva as well, that no one would take kindly to Ziri’s appearance, too alike to that of this universe’s hell spawn. 

One universe of many.

It was a test as well as a way of getting Ziri out of the house that they had taken residence in. The humans had it easy enough, and Akiva simply had to will his wings away, but Ziri... Ziri had to bloom bruises across his skin and will the world to change him into something that wouldn’t be hunted down and killed. It had held now for several hours. Still no sign of letting Ziri go public, lest it gave and he suddenly became Kirin.

Suddenly became a literal demon, according to them.

His shadow suddenly becomes an un-lie, it shapes itself back and he gives a sigh as the glamour fades. He’s growing tired and weak with the constant tithes, it’s no wonder this magic gave away sooner than most.

He moves to leave when he hears something terrible and awful and destructive.

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(Note: The feelings of the muse do not always reflect the feelings of the mod, remember that.  John’s extreme on shit.)

That’s- an odd one with John.  There’s almost two sides of him.  The soldier which accounts for most people he knows, aka: anyone that he doesn’t count as family.  He prefers people who are self reliant, who are strong and can stand on their own two feet and fight with him, not have him fight for them.  He likes those who do and not say.   Actions speak louder than words, and he’d rather see the actions than talk about the process of doing it, he feels it’s a waste of time.  He hates the people who make grand speeches about how they help the world, but in reality sit to the side and make other people do it for them.  Basically, he’d have problems with a lot of current activism, in a protest, he respects those on the street, rather than the ones writing about it.