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Hilly Hindi out-dean-winchesters Jensen Ackles.
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"Oh don't worry Hayyel. I'm keenly aware of the fact that Lucifer won't change and that blaming you feathered walnuts is pointless. Still though- I'll say what I wish when it comes to Him." Paxton wasn't sure when his eyes had changed, blacks and reds twisting together, nor when his teeth had decided to sharpen into hundreds of shark-tipped points but he bared them in an ugly grin. "But don't you come at me with your 'holy' shit and expect me to cower down. I've eaten birds bigger than you."
He took the verbal jabs in kind. It only solidified his resolve to see this through, and win. The only tension that traversed through his vessel was pulled into his fingers, the digits quickly curling as if to strike. He held firm. He held still. He noted the change in the demon. He saw his true colors collect in his eyes. “I don’t expect you to cower. That would be too easy.”
agenttrevor:
Victor grinned at the enthusiasm of that response, even if it was only a matter of relativity– coffee really was a welcome idea, and he had rather decided he liked the guy. Anyone willing to actually help him search was a winner in Victor’s books, after all.
“There’s a place just down the road from here, actually. I know far more coffee shops than is entirely reasonable, I must admit.” It was, after all, the curse of the caffeine addict.
“I’m sure it’s a reasonable number,” he offered to pacify Victor’s concern. Hayyel leaned to once side, trying to see if he could witness the location from where they currently stood. He wondered how much coffee he could drink in one sitting and not have it bother him too much. He knew he already drank more than what humans called ‘normal’, but he metabolized things differently... “If you lead I shall follow.”
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“I’ve heard a lot about you.” Vincent hadn’t met the doctor yet, but his reputation preceded him. He had yet to meet someone who didn’t like Dr. Hale and Vincent was eager to meet him, maybe even get to know him and find an ally in this place. “I’ve been here for a little while, but with the head nurse leaving, it’s been quite busy. I’m Vincent. It’s nice to meet you.” He held out his hand, hoping he hadn’t been too brash in his approach.
He had heard through the grape vine that somebody else around hers shared the same name. He’d been meaning to meet the fellow, if only to figure out how the other wanted to prevent future confusion. The doctor smiled and graciously took Vincent’s hand, shaking it in greeting. “Ethan. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” he said and nodded in agreement with the circumstances. Danvers had been incredibly busy as of late. He’d been knee deep in paperwork himself. He couldn't imagine what the nursing staff was going through right now. They were the backbone of this operation and without them, this place would collapse on itself. Well, it still might with all the outbreaks of violence... “I hope what you’ve heard has been pleasant,” he uttered gently. He was still quite new to the establishment. He hoped the others were accepting his methods.
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Beautiful native american wisdom. I first heard this tale in a native american course at uni
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Trill opened the front door, pausing to put the key in the lock before glancing up at Hayyel once more. When he mentioned state names, she began to feel her heart sink. She’d only been in America for four years, and even with that amount of time here, she didn’t know much about the states at all. “Uh, well… we’re in Coolsville, Ohio. When we get in the car we’ll find a map and check it out. I have maps, a GPS, and my phone if we need it.” Locking her front door, she headed down the steps and towards the driveway, “Can you check the maps? See if any familiar names pop up when you read over it?”
Ohio. He tried to figure out where that was, but the map in his head didn’t have the defined lines of the borders humans had made. He followed her, taking her lead and waiting as needed. He was anxious, but he wasn’t in a hurry. There was a piece of him that doubted their efforts would actually work. It festered the apex of his heart and crept into his veins. “We went to...someplace called Arizona a lot, but I’m not very familiar with the names to the locations anymore. I can certainly check the maps.” The angel lumbered on after her as she spoke. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and idly fiddled with the contents within. There wasn’t much in there, most of the items were Ethans but he had a few old receipts from diners that he and Kaz had been to. “Would any of these help?” he offered as he lifted one out of his pocket and tried to hand it to her.