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[Her face is a mass of scrapes and cuts. One is still seeping down the side of her face. Her right eye swells shut even as she stares at the thing on her wrist. The swelling eye has broken blood vessels and there's blood - some hers - all over her.

Behind her, the sun is slowly setting, turning everything golden and red. Two colors that she never wants to see ever again.

She can’t quite believe where the hell she’s at, or what’s going on.

The voice hadn't been helpful. If she is here, where is Jo? Dirty tear streaks are visible. But she's not crying now. She's just tired. And hurt.

Whispy blonde hairs fly off of her shoulder as the wind tugs them away. Her hand appears in the frame, covered in blood with broken nails and dirt ground into the skin. It’s also shaking. She uses the back to shove her hair out of her face. All that does is open a soft scab on her forehead, making it bleed more.]

If this is heaven, I ain’t impressed. Where the hell is my daughter?

[OOC: She has just gone through an explosion and looks it. Yes, she has some pretty horrible looking injuries (from her app: Nails in her arms (4), some deep cuts, a mild concussion, blown out eardrum, her right eye will have destroyed blood vessels in it, cracked collarbone, bruises (all over), scratches, a few first degree flash burns, splinters that will have to work their way out; nothing is life threatening, but it will need medical attention, and time. All of it will heal, given time.) but all will, eventually heal. Anyone that wants to come bully her is welcome. Medical personnel is doubly welcome.]

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Don't need a doctor. Someone wants to direct me to the supplies and I'll patch myself up.

[Stitching a few wounds is going to be a bitch. And she hasn't realized the broken collar bone yet.]

Have you seen yourself?

Prettying up for the welcoming committee wasn't at the top of the list.

Gonna take more than a bit of foundation to fix you up, honey, and FYI, I don't mean that in a rude way, I mean it in a 'holy shit somebody call an ambulance I think we're losing her' way.

Still on my damn feet. Most of the blood... isn't mine.

[The last is quiet, pained. Jo isn't here. Jo... Jo is lost and she needs to find her, but getting the head wounds taken care of, and the nails out of her arms will make it a lot better.]

No, I got that impression from the fact that you're still conscious and talking.

Stubbornness. I just got exploded. I ain't fallin' down yet.

Most people would consider having been exploded a pretty good reason for falling down. Possibly in small pieces.

I got things to do. Dean's here, Castiel is here. That demon bitch. Can't fall down yet.

No, guess you better not. Dean'd probably think it was funny to kick you when you did.

[She's confused. Why would Dean do that?]

Dean's a lot of things, but he wouldn't do that.

You haven't met up with him here yet, have you?

[In fairness, she's right - he wouldn't do that to her. Gabriel had it coming. Still, he's allowed to be bitter... or maybe he's not, but even so it doesn't stop him.]

No. But I heard he got turned into a trickster.

[But she's her, so she's not going to worry about it.]

You heard right. He's got the sadism part down real well, too - makes a guy proud to have been his role model.

Role model?

[Give her a moment. She heard something...]

Ohio?

Bingo!

[He grins, chuffed.]

Aww, do they talk about me often? Wait, no, don't tell me - I'm already starting to blush.

Bobby mentioned it once. And a couple in the Roadhouse talked about it.

[She was a bartender for a long time.]

Boys never said anything.

[He pouts.]

Never? Say it ain't so! And here I thought we were friends. I feel so betrayed-- it gets me right here, y'know?

[He thumps his chest, over his heart. Since he wants to catch it on camera, he does it with his bad arm - bad idea, he regrets it immediately. That much shows on his face, though if asked he'll put it down to the emotional pain of not being complained about enough.]

[But she's not an idiot...]

Dean get you back for Florida?

You could say that. Personally I think it was a bit of an overreaction.

Dean? Can't say I'd ever expect that.

[She'll point out that she's got a concussion from being exploded.]

Well, he's a Trickster now. He might be doing an awful lot of things you wouldn't expect. Awful lot of people you wouldn't expect, too, if he's following my example on that too.

Thought you only did it to those that deserved it?

[Why is she talking to him? Because it keeps her awake and keeps her focused. She needs that right now.]

If you mean the torture and death, well, 'deserving it' is subjective. Especially when you're as cracked as Dean was to start with, I mean, come on...

[He twists a finger at his temple, and makes a cuckoo sound.]

Can you really say you never did anything to piss him off?

If I did, he never said anything about it.

[Scared of her? Maybe? Abuse it? Absolutely.]

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