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[saltline]

[ Feed flickers on and Dean's...more or less set himself up in his bar. Regardless of what is going on with his brother, it's his headquarters. The hunter was more worried about what was going on with Sam than anything else. Than getting out of this place because...unlike everyone else, he still wasn't giving a damn if anyone got home. He did not want to be kicked back to Purgatory. The warm bed was good enough to keep him happy. He shuffled around as he tossed a couple more empty bottles into the trash before looking down at the communicator. ] So...I'm guessing that box didn't get us home but it did give us a giant smurf. Anybody deal with that yet? Or...you know, did you let it continue it's rampage? Everyone alright? Still alive but emotionally traumatized?

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[preytosociety]

[Lydia is immediately thrown into defensive mode, thinking that part about the box not getting them home is directed at her.]

And just how, exactly, were we supposed to know what would happen? We couldn't have known, okay?

We didn't know...

[saltline]

[ Nah, nah, nah. It's not directed at you, Princess Peach. Well, kinda. It's directed at everyone that was involved...including himself. Cas got hurt because he decided to sit this one out. People could've died. And he? Sat on the fucking sidelines. ]

No one's...blaming you, Princess Peach. [ He runs his hand down his face. ] Just...saying there could have been better preparation if box number one contained a...giant smurf. Hindsight is...twenty-twenty or something like that.

[preytosociety]

Hindsight serves little to no purpose, especially right now, and why are you calling him a smurf? He looked nothing like a smurf from what I saw of him and that is likely to offend or enrage him if he ever sees this transmission!

How are we supposed to prepare for anything when we know nothing about this place? We don't even know where we are!

[saltline]

[ At least she's not coming after him with a knife right now. ] Well...he was blue. It was the first thing to pop into my mind. [ Dean shrugs. ] If he sees this, he'll come after me. I'll deal with it when it comes to that.

Then we figure it out, okay? There's...always some way to figure shit like this out.

[preytosociety]

He was blue. Are you sure?

[Did Dean hit his head, too?]

Right. And how are we supposed to do that? The stars aren't right, no one knows what year it is, and there is no way out as far as we know. I don't even know if we're on Earth right now and that severely freaks me out.

[While also kind of fascinating her at the same time.]

[goodluckkobra]

Blow me.

[Or is he too much of a chicken for that?]

[saltline]

What makes you think that was how our dare was gonna play out, man?

[ Oh he's not. ]

[goodluckkobra]

Well you didn't deliver on fucking me, so...

[He shrugs.]

[saltline]

I ain't coming up with an excuses but...[ He has free time now. And there's nothing but those creatures to keep his mind off crap. Killing only gets him...well, killing monsters/creatures/etc is Dean's favorite past time. ]

Get your skinny-jeaned ass to the bar.

[goodluckkobra]

Wait, I have to move? This sounds an awful lot like work and I'm already injured and I fought a totally crazy dude.

[noblexcompanion]

Seems like this place is one disaster after another...

So, you managed to get any proper sleep yet? [ Aside from, y'know, being unconscious while your baby bro was kidnapped... ] Or you going for the world record? Must nearly be there, I reckon...

[saltline]

Oh, I know disasters. This place is actually pretty tame.

[ He laughs, almost self-deprecatingly. ] Not quite. I've already passed the world record. I'm just going for personal goals at this point.

[noblexcompanion]

Am I going to have to come over there and knock you out? Because I will. Maybe I could get nerd boy to punch you - pretty sure he's made of steel or sommat...

[saltline]

No, 'll take a nap at some point in my time here. Multiple ones if it'll make you feel any better. [ He smiles. ]

[noblexcompanion]

You realise you can die from not sleeping, right? Your heart explodes, or sommat...

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[indiscreet]

...You again.

Personally, I...feel like I ought to have been there. I like to think I could have made some kind of difference.

( voice )

[saltline]

Yep, t'is...I.

You know, I thought that I would too. But I just made for the person who grabbed the unconscious guy and made a break for it.

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[indiscreet]

Well, that does, in fact, qualify as some difference.

And unless you intend to get together a hunting party for the —what was it you called that thing? A smurf? What in God's name is a smurf? —then it's a far cry more than many of us got done.

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[saltline]

The intent is there, even if I have to go look by myself. He hurt my friend...I'm not the 'let bygones be bygones' sort of guy.

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[indiscreet]

(( bluh, sorry about the slowness ))

I'll gladly assist, if you decide to give it a go. I'm not precisely a "let bygones by bygones" sort of woman, myself.

And he hurt... [ is Mina a friend? a strange notion ] ...someone I'd rather he hadn't.

[porcelainpride]

Surprisingly not as traumatized as I thought I'd be.

[saltline]

And still alive. Two wins for the night, kid.

[porcelainpride]

I count my many blessings daily.

[saltline]

Hey, well at least you got a few right?

[porcelainpride]

You seem alive and fairly un-chewed-on too, sailor.