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Thatxmythical || Target practice
Lena strode through the woods, her hand pressed to her bruised jaw and scowling. When she heard a dull thud she froze, eyebrows furrowing. She bit down on her lip and stepped towards the noise, cautiously. When Lena was sure that the noise was coming from behind a tree she stepped out from the other side and dove to the side, seeing the dagger flying at her face. She turned her head to see the knife hit the tree with a solid stick and scowled, turning to face the person. When she saw who it was she burst out laughing, not bothering to get up. "Almost nicked me Shannen."
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"Okay, what bone will a dog never eat?" she started, giving a small chuckle at the terrible answer. “A trombone. Thank you, thank you, I’ll be here all week."
We got a case?
Loki opened the newspaper as he always does in the morning, there was never anything interesting to catch the attention of the god, he merely does it because it's a human thing to do. With this said, today the god did find something interesting, a murder, a case.
Loki picks up the phone and dials the number provided at the bottom after calling Dean.
Dean was at a local diner, having slept over at a woman's house the night before. unfortunately, the woman (was her name Sarah or Sasha?) had a dog loud enough to wake the entire state of New Jersey. Dean left early in the morning, unimpressed.
he took a gulp of his coffee before pulling out his ringing phone.
"yeah? on my way," he sighed, finishing off his hot drink.