H U N T E R

       He’d scuffed up his vessel a bit in the        fall but it was nothing he couldn’t fix        later. Perhaps it was how lanky his        vessel was or maybe he was just a        clumsy angel but Elijah had found        himself tripping over his own feet more        than he’d like to admit.

                  "What do you need?" Watching the other carefully, it looked like he was almost new to his body. Damn what did Dean mention about that meteor shower? Falling angels? Perhaps he was new to earth? Lots of angels haven't been to earth before, or so he's heard.

"Oh, me and dad stopped. Until he got ganked by a vamp. You never really get to stop hunting once you’ve started. Life just don’t happen like that."

                  "Sorry to hear about that." Some people get sucked into the hunting life but Garth left everything to be a hunter.

                "Whatever you say, I'm always here if you need something."

"A… hand? No, thank you, I will cope on my own. Wait, you are… that… you worked with boys… It’s a pity, I forgot my notebook for authographs."

                  "A fan of the Winchesters? That sucks, you could always get a new one and I could grab their autographs for you?"

          “How is it meant to taste?”

                 "Maybe a little bitter, but it tastes sweet."

                  ❝ —————- ? ❞            No word in the English language could be used            to describe Sam’s disapproval, so he settled with            the knitting of his brows and a confused grunt.

                "Should it taste like this? Something about it seems off..." Garth thought out loud, not taking into consideration at the others action of disapproval.

                 "The taste of sand doesn't help.."

      ☀    ⊱   "That’s because you just had a mouthful of Wendigo excrete, hotshot."

                   "Wendigo? That explains what the locals have been saying.."

                “Jedi? I’ve been working some pretty intense cases.” He may or may not have gotten wrapped up in his work.

                 Garth really messed up this time..."It was dangerous, I didn't want to get you involved. If something happened to you, I couldn't handle it." Being alive right now, he was lucky. The hunt was too much for him but someone he did it.