[ That's a big SO WHAT? on his face right there, though given that his expression is stuck silently in that position for just a moment too long might offer the briefest hint at the OhgodohshitohfucknononoNO he truly experiences at the thought that Dean may not be bluffing. ]
...Then why don't you go be a good girlfriend, let him fuck that guilt right outta you and stay away from my business?
[ A sharp breath. ]
And, y'know, your angel's got some juice, but I bet I could get in a hit or two first. Not on him, but, uh...
[ A knife flashes into view and Clarence scratches his throat with it. "His" throat. ]
Food for thought.
[ Then he waves cheerfully and turns the transmission off before Dean can take that last word away from him.
The angel. Fuck. He didn't think they were on speaking terms, much less on power-updated ones.
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Date: 2011-11-06 06:44 pm (UTC)Yeah?
[ That's a big SO WHAT? on his face right there, though given that his expression is stuck silently in that position for just a moment too long might offer the briefest hint at the OhgodohshitohfucknononoNO he truly experiences at the thought that Dean may not be bluffing. ]
...Then why don't you go be a good girlfriend, let him fuck that guilt right outta you and stay away from my business?
[ A sharp breath. ]
And, y'know, your angel's got some juice, but I bet I could get in a hit or two first. Not on him, but, uh...
[ A knife flashes into view and Clarence scratches his throat with it. "His" throat. ]
Food for thought.
[ Then he waves cheerfully and turns the transmission off before Dean can take that last word away from him.
The angel. Fuck. He didn't think they were on speaking terms, much less on power-updated ones.
Better get to his business quickly. ]