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[cornelthecursed]

Unlikely customers || @idontkillorphans

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Generally speaking Cornel wouldn't have approached a shop run by a hunter, yet beggars can't be choosers. His residence that he had to leave for an extended period of time had become occupied by a menagerie of rogue vampires making it impossible to access his own supply of things.

"Cautious as ever" looking around the store the vampire's eyes jumped to the shutter and lock before returning to the store itself. "Then again that goes with the trade. I am on the lookout for dead man's blood among other things."

Shaking his head at the suggestion, the dark haired man couldn't help but give a small smirk at the suggestion. "Oh I am well aware of what I am dealing with. A rather obnoxious vampire nest that settled in my home... while we are at it could you add some myrrh, frankincense, white chalk and dragon's blood resin? I had trouble acquiring the latter last time, hopefully it won't be an issue on short notice," eyes darting around the shop to ensure that the listed things are available.

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continued with @ofwaywardsunshine

"I'm a banshee. I wake up screaming from dying voices or being lured to dead bodies. We don't really have shift clocks to punch out on. Sleep is a luxury for me." She told Sam. He was the only one who would understand having premonition powers at one point. If he still did, he didn't really talk about it much. Probably because it was connected to the demon that killed his parents.

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@cheaburi

Quitely approaching the Bradbury girl's door. Allison scanned her surroundings making sure she wasn't followed. She decided to meet Charlie at one of her safe houses. She tapped her knuckles against the wooden door to a specfic beat. When the door opened. Allison slipped inside while Charlie locked it back up. "Hey. How's the hacking going?" She lightly dropped her bag of weaponry. "I brought some red wine to pass the time."

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@chambershunts liked for a starter

Allison sat at the roadhouse bar waiting for the girl who was going to be her partner in the recent case. She was looking over the files on her laptop that was sent to her. She looked up at the girl that approached her. "Krissy right? I'm Allison."

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Continued with @gunchamber

Helping her new hunting partner put away the weaponry in her trunk. Allison stuffed her hands in her pockets hearing the trunk slam shut. Dean suggested they work together. The history of the Argents as legendary werewolf hunters. A specialty.

"I'm definitely not a serial killer. Honestly, a serial killer should be afraid of us." A laugh escaped her. "Yeah, that would be nice. I'm not a big fan of driving at night anyway." The huntress didn't exactly know where her next stop was going to be. "Do you got anymore cases that you need help with?"

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@ofwaywardsunshine started following

"Are we dealing with one werewolf or a pack? Allison asked. She needed to know what gear to bring with her. She handed Sam a pack of bullets. "Here, wolfsbane silver bullets. It'll slow them down."

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Continued @ofwaywardsunshine

When she had his eyes looking into hers. She spoke. He seemed to need a boost of confidence in the situation they were in. “Sam, you can do this. You’ve fought and survived worse things than this. You’re the weapon. You’re the threat. What made you feel different can now be used to take advantage of in a good way.”

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continued @gabrielthegoober

“How many times do I have to tell you not to appear out of nowhere on me.”