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if another bloody moron masquerading as a witch attempts to summon me with the butchered latin, i'll personally reserve them a room in hell. good morning.
i've met witches with more common sense than the winchesters, one of those spent three days arguing with her broomstick.
โyou need not ask, however you touch my scotch collection and the door is locked.โ
eyes scanned her, searching. it was unusual for his sister to ask for such a request.
โdo you need the house investigating?โ
@hardysways, would it be possible for me to stay in an empty room at your place? Somethings amiss with my house so I actually don't have anywhere at the moment.
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please communicate with me if theres a problem or i've upset/missed a reply. gentle reminder i'm not a mind reader and i'm not always online to catch everything. mh is taking a hit tonight. might be around tomorrow ๐ค
been watching dean for ten minutes trying to work out what annoys me about him. it's the nostril. he speaks through one nostril.
โyes, well i tried the communication method, it didn't exactly go to plan. and even if i happened to do so furthermore, what would you gain from such suggestions?โ
โodd, you peg me as the kind who collects clippings for your ceiling and walls. nevertheless.โ
his eyes fell to the paper.
โa host can't anchor a broken foundation that created them. it's like pouring water out and expecting it to rise back up immediately.โ
he watched sam leg it to freedom. crowley hadn't done it out of kindness, no. he had done it to bring the winchesters stronger to get a handle on the rot of the world that was pandora.
โthen leave, moose.โ
crowley flicked his wrist, opening the door without a single effort.
โlucifer isn't around to stop your lanky self finding your brother, and quite frankly, i have more pressing matters than a wayward winchester.โ
โyes, word is right. however the word of his existence ending is also alarm bells. in case you haven't noticed, hell is collapsing. disappearing, and your idol the mighty lucifer.. no-where to be found.โ
โmay i remind you theres only so much wounded pride i am prepared to tolerate before breakfast.โ
he tilted his head.
โi run hell, lucifer occasionally swans in, throws his weight around and reminds everyone that daddy dearest didn't hug him. now, would you like to insult โ
a thin smile struck the kings face, without humour of course. it was clear he wasn't amused.
โcareful. the hunters are useful, the demons are replaceable and you, you're rapidly proving you belong in the second category.โ
the glass stopped halfway to his lips,
โone measly demon?โ
his eyes narrowed before he sat the glass down.
โthat 'measly demon' belonged to me, you overgrown mosquito.โ
his brows lifted, an unimpressed feature washing on his features. the sly smirk folded.
โno darling, you've been running in circles. I've merely been, sitting.โ
he watched as the other approached, eyes locked on the ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ over the rim of his glass.
โwell? you have my attention, try not to waste it.โ
โif there was even a celestial battery that was as close to strength as your son, i'd have asked elsewhere. now once more, i don't require you to ask, i however need his hand.โ
and he was heading to the door.
โyou think i don't know that? i'm not interested in hurting him. nor cain, believe it or not, causing your family's latest emotional catastrophe isn't on todays agenda. but hell is dying, and you've confirmed he can hold up a realm.โ