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You don’t see me corrupting an entire town either.
Oh kind of like what you’re doing right now? New abode what are you going to do poison and get kicked out of another town?
Who said anything about corrupting a town?
Oh no, Sammy, that's too old fashioned. I made my own cutesy little town, for like-minded people. I doubt they're going to kick out their Queen any time soon.
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Ben frowned, cocking his head, raising a brow “no…That’s Ruby, not you. they’ve told me enough to know who Meg and Ruby are, and some about you” he crossed his arms over his head, squinting his eyes “who ever thought a knight of hell could be a pretty bad liar”
"Ruby did it first, I did it better," Abaddon said with a smirk. She couldn't fault Ruby for doing it first, but she would've liked to have been able to say the idea was hers and not Lilith's. "I'm an excellent liar, kid, but it looks like your babysitters aren't so good at telling the truth, either."
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You know, knives and holy water can’t kill you but they can hurt like a bitch.
What the hell did you do to him?
And so can a well timed pistol shot, but you don't see me waving my gun around, do you?
I didn't do anything to him. He wandered a little too close to my new abode, and I told him to get lost.
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It’s probably still better than dying from the punctured lung.
I wasn’t saying they’d succeed, I was saying that that wouldn’t stop them from trying. And honestly? I don’t give a damn about your odds I just want you… gone. So can you just grab what you came here for and leave.
Perks of being a demon, right?
I'm from Hell, Adam. I can put up with a lot worse than the Winchesters can deal. [Starts heading for Adam's house, assuming he'll follow.] While I'm here, you couldn't do me a favour, could you? I'd ask someone else, but I'm pretty sure they'd lynch me on sight.
[He doesn’t need to turn towards the voice to know Abbie’s the one speaking and he shrugs once she asks him what else he expected of Satanists.] I don’t know. Human sacrifices? [He says jokingly, but thinking it’d be something interesting to watch. And hey, he wouldn’t mind taking whatever was left over. When he’s given that offer he can’t help but smirk a little. There were a few ways to raise hell in camp and while there were more humans in Lawrence he at least thought the humans here weren’t very important. Though he’s lost count of how many times he’s been cut off at Merlotte’s, and even thrown out after going down to mess with those bodies supplying the blood. He swore he only wanted one bite.] Um… [He chooses not to think about it long enough to find a reason why they shouldn’t.] Are you serious?
Because if you’re serious I think you know my answer.
[Abaddon lets a chuckle slip past her lips, which sit devoid of the crimson stain that usually colours them. Forgive her for being a creature of indulgence, but when she first picked up her meatsuit, it'd been wearing red lipstick. She's found it makes for good entertainment to tell people it's blood, too.] If you want human sacrifices, you need pagans. And trust me, they're worse to put up with than the satanists. [She keeps it to herself that a human sacrifice might not be the best idea, given Roman's apparent habit of overindulging himself. Not that she minds - one of the perks of being the leader's favourite - but she knows there's only so much she can let him get away with before it starts becoming a problem.] Of course I'm serious, darling boy. I'll show you who you need to be careful around.
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Ben rolled his eyes and glared, “well, Sam does, but i haven’t seen him in a while” he pauses “wait, how do you know what Sam wears?”
Abaddon smirked at Ben's question. Evidently the Winchesters hadn't told him everything he needed to know about her. "Well see, me and Sam, we used to fuck. And then he'd pick up a knife and use me like a demon blood dispenser. That's how I know what Sam wears."
You say you’re a thousand years old, but you act like the chick in high school who thinks she’s cool but everyone actually hates. And that’s within not even 10 minutes of talking to you.
Why am I not surprised.
[Fakes being in pain, a hand going to her chest] How did you know my one weakness is playground insults?
Because of my winning personality?
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Woah, woah, woah I think you need to reevaluate your little plan here.
Here’s what you’re gonna do. You’re gonna walk away, and leave with an empty bag. You’re not going back in Lawrence.
Y'know, it's really cute that you think you can tell me what to do, Sam.
[Ignores his indirect threat and carries on walking towards Adam's house] I met Dean's little Ken doll, by the way.
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with a shake of his head, Ben smirked. “no, but they have salt in them aswell” he said, shrugging. God she was stupid for telling him just what won’t kill her, but he’s gotta admit, it was helpful that she was. “i’m not their plaything either.-” he looked down at his plaid shirt, jeans and boots, “the Winchesters don’t dress like this anymore”
"I'm shaking in my boots, kid," Abaddon said with a roll of her eyes. The Winchesters were certainly starting them young, these days. At least with Adam they'd waited a good decade or two. "Sammy certainly does. I should know, I've seen inside his wardrobe."
Hello?
Not here to please you, Abs.
How about this, you pitch and see if I buy.
I've seen Lucifer.
[Roman was hungry, but that’s been a constant since most of his primary food supply was walking around like ‘zombies’. His mom said it was uncivilized to eat them but messing with them was fun as hell. It wasn’t like there was anything better to do in this place. He’d have to get Abbie to remind him again why they were still here. For now he was just sitting and watching people as they passed, wondering if there was anyone who wouldn’t be missed.] Idiots. [He says like people should just be kneeling before him and offering themselves to him.] Why isn’t there anything to do here? [He knows there are people near him, but he wasn’t really expecting an answer from them.]
[Letting Roman out of her sight isn't something Abaddon likes to do often. Sure, he was allowed his freedom, and she didn't doubt that he could look after himself, but if her little cambion substitute got himself into trouble... If he got himself bitten, or worse, if the Winchesters got their hands on him... Well that would certainly put a spanner in the works.] Delightfully dull, aren't they? Still, what else can you expect from Satanists? [She sits next to the young upir, watches the few humans and supernaturals she could gather as they mill around the town. It was a pitiful collection, really. Humans that treated Lucifer like a God, and supernatural creatures that just didn't want to run into any hunters. She knows better than to turn down help when it's offered, though, and the rare humans make for good entertainment.] We could always go to Lawrence and raise a little hell, if you're too bored? Might even be someone there you can snack on.
Hello?
Well, well, well. Look at what Hell spat back out. I’d say it’s a pleasure to see you, but is it really?
That hurts, Meg.
We're on the same team, shouldn't we be like besties by now?
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You’re lucky we didn’t already blow your head off for even stepping a foot in this place.
What do you need from us?
Not that it would have done you any good, Sammy.
Well, when we made our romantic getaway together, I didn't have time to pack all my things. So I'm going to get the things I stashed, and then I'm leaving. Okay?
They’re good people.
Judging by your “charming” personality I’m sure you know all about corrupting them.
Of course, I'm a demon.
Truth be told, killing them was more my specialty.
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[Hand finally leaving his gun, words slightly bitter] I doubt they’d actually kill you anyway right?
Be glad it wasn’t the fully sized model. He’s been gunning for your blood ever since he came to and while he might not be able to deliver the killing blow? I’m pretty sure he’s willing to give it a damn good try at this point… Why did you come back? Really? If you wanted your old stuff, you’d have grabbed it months ago.
Of course not, but trying to explain why you're not dying from a punctured lung is easier said than done.
If I recall, Adam, both the full sized models have tried, and failed, to kill me. There's only six things in the universe that can kill me, and five of those are missing. I think my odds are pretty good, don't you?
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Ben snarled, glaring at the knight of hell. “i’m pretty sure these bullets will do good” he mumbled, squinting his eyes at the other. “i’m no ones'chewtoy'” he said, clenching his jaw.
"Let me guess, salt rounds? Sure, they'll sting, but that's about it. That all powerful demon killing knife of Dean's didn't do much good, either." Sure, telling the kid what wouldn't kill her probably wasn't a good idea, but if the angels could brag about their invulnerability, so could she. She just had to make sure no one thought up the bright idea of death by walker. "Fine, not chew toy. Plaything. It's cute, y'know, that they've got you dressing like them. Almost makes you look like a little Ken doll."
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What do you want?
Does anyone else know you’re around?
I'm here to collect a few things, that's all.
Yeah. I ran into Adam just now.
