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[[ooc; Just a wee bit after this.]]



It's a good day.

It's still morning.  The rave is over, the candy-high is gone.  He doesn't have to worry about having pawned off anything valuable just to get a fix.  Sammy's MIA, but Castiel came back from wherever he went.  Probably escaping the techno music.  Speaking of music - there isn't any playing, but there is someone singing.

It's slightly off-key, barely muted by the sound of running water, and very clearly a tribute to The J. Geils Band.  Then the shower shuts off, and every single lyric is discernible for any and all listening in.

"-I was shy, I turned away, before she caught my eye.  I was shakin' in my shoes, whenever she flashed those baby-blues!  Something had a hold on me when angel passed close by."

He slides out of the bathroom and into view like Tom Cruise in Risky Business, sporting a towel and a shampoo bottle-microphone...

...and then promptly dives back into the refrain, hop-skipping across the floor like a man who just got laid.

Because guess what? 

He did.

Never you mind the trench coat draped over the desk chair haphazardly and the clothes all over the floor.  Never you mind at all.

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Date: 2011-04-13 03:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
Sonuvabitch killed me.

[video]

Date: 2011-04-13 05:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] defiant-eye.livejournal.com
[ Pause. GDI. ]

Some demon hunter you are.

[video]

Date: 2011-04-14 12:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
Aw, well, if you wanna take on the spaghetti-armed freak of nature and get gutted like a fish, be my guest. Don't let me stop you.

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Date: 2011-04-17 10:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] defiant-eye.livejournal.com
Think I'd ask you if I could?

[ She scowls, both at his inability and at the admission of her own. ]

Don't brag about your job if you can't do it right.

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Date: 2011-04-17 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
I kill demons, lady. It ain't a demon. Whatever it is, we don't have one where I'm from. Nobody here wants to talk about it, either, so I'm kinda stuck workin' with what I got, and what I got is a whole lotta nothin'.

[Don't you scowl at him for not having Eldritch horrors on his Earth. Hot chick or not, don't you even dare.]

[video]

Date: 2011-04-28 04:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] defiant-eye.livejournal.com
[ Elle nods slowly. No recon, huh? All right, she can accept that excuse. Knowing your opponent is half the kill, after all.

She has to pause before replying, because what she says next comes too close to asking for a favour in her eyes and she'd hate to owe anybody.
]

Let me know if you figure something out.

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Date: 2011-04-28 11:41 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
[Favors, schmavors.]

As long as you do the same, you got it.

[A little salute.]

[video]

Date: 2011-04-28 11:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] defiant-eye.livejournal.com
Will do.

[ Hahanowayokaybuhbyenow. o7 ]

[video]

Date: 2011-04-28 11:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] dashboardlite.livejournal.com
Over and out.

[WELL SEE IF HE SHARES INFO WITH YOU, CRAZY CYCLOPS LADY. BI

click
]

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