[ video ] - Day 163

[foundacause]

[ Guess who's back from the dead? That's right, everybody's favourite resident demon! Of course, she's lacking a little of her usual sass and sparkle - apparently being thrown to the wolves - quite literally (if by wolves we mean hellhounds) - has that effect on a person. ]

Hello Cape Kore. Did you miss me? [ There's a smirk, but it's strained. ]

Did you get the stray puppy population under control while I was on my unscheduled vacation or you all still waiting for the dog warden to show up?

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[tryingitall]

[True! There are dicks, and then there are dicks. And Dick, but fortunately he hasn't appeared in Kore.]

I'll do my best, and with any luck I'll only go through it the once. Let me have a drink? [He holds his hand out for the bottle hopefully. Don't worry, Meg, he'll be a gentleman and restrict himself to a few sips.

The People who have Died for Cas club would not be quite as big as the People who have Died for the Winchesters club, but it might be a bit more amiable. Sounds like a plan.]

[foundacause]

[ She hands the bottle to him and instead takes up her spoon to start on the ice cream before it melts. While she can think of many interesting uses for melted ice cream, she's really not feeling in the mood to implement them.

Apparently demons can have off days too. Who knew? ]

If you do wind up dying here, I do hope yours is a rather more pleasant experience than mine.

[tryingitall]

How pleasant can dying possibly be? [It's a rhetorical question, but he's the kind of angel that has to think about that, and is quick to come up with some extremely kinky answers.]

Oh. Never mind, I've just answered myself. I'll wait until I bite it back home before I try anything too risky here, though.

[foundacause]

Stay away from giant puppies and sharp objects and you'll be fine.

[ Or you know, anything else from the relatively short list of things that kill angels. Seriously, angels have it so good compared to demons. ]

[tryingitall]

Can't promise about the sharp objects, but I can avoid Hellpuppies, I think. Incidentally, do you still have that angel blade you've been carrying around?

[It's not really apropos of anything. Just wondering aloud, and a small part of him is still waiting for Apocalypse-level infighting to break out within his family there.]

[foundacause]

It was on the bed with me when I woke up. Don't worry, I don't intend to use it on any of the feathered flock here unless it's in self-defense.

[ Whether one of her allies put it on the bed or whether whatever brought her back did, she doesn't know. She's just glad it isn't lost or fallen into the wrong hands. ]

[tryingitall]

Or in defense of Castiel. I know. [He smiles. It's a little strange to genuinely trust a demon with a heavenly weapon.]

But it does seem this place has a few curve-balls to throw us. I'm just as glad you're armed.

[foundacause]

[ She's not exactly a text-book demon, is she? She likes to bend all the rules! ]

You know me too well.

[tryingitall]

[Which makes her a perfect BFF for a couple of angels who have blithely tossed out the rule book. That covers Castiel and Balthazar, really.]

Coming from you, that actually sounds vaguely threatening. [He teases, handing her the liquor bottle.] 'You know me too well, and now I have to kill you.'

[foundacause]

Aw Sugar.

[ She takes the bottle and takes a large swig, welcoming the burn of the alcohol. ]

If I killed you then who'll bring me alcohol and who shall I turn to for mind-blowing anger sex?

[tryingitall]

You could probably find other sources for anger sex, to be fair. Maybe not quite as skilled, but I'm sure the Winchesters are trainable. [The sparkle in his eyes gives away his attempt at deadpan humor.]

Alcohol, though. I doubt there's anyone else here with quite my experience in drinking. [No one, at least, who could be trusted not to spike her with holy water.]

[foundacause]

Oh, I've already got one Winchester trained. But he's no angel.

[ Ah, there's a smirk. Maybe she's slowly beginning to feel a little more like her old self. ]

[tryingitall]

Ahh, the righteous man, I assume? I hope you're having fun with him.

[He's hit the point where he can tolerate Dean, but he's not certain he likes him much. It's hard for an angel so full of doubt to deal with a human who outwardly seems so damn sure of himself.]

[foundacause]

Oh trust me, he's anything but righteous in the bedroom.

[ Oh, that right there is the filthiest of smirks. Poor Dean, he's not even here to defend himself. Oh well, not her problem. ]