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10/20/2015 3:49:10 AM
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He chuckles a bit.
"I'm a hunter. Not that kinda hunter. I hunt monsters. I know, it seems crazy but that Cass guy if proof right? He's an Angle of God."
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[b]Her voice sounds confused[/b] [i]"What...?"[/i]
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He sighes. "I know, I sound crazy but, vampires, werewolves those assholes are real. I hunt them and make a very small amount of money off it."
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[i]"Then why do it, if you get so little?"[/i] [b]The ship lurches off the ground, making its way to the cruiser[/b]
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"My dad used to do it until he got killed on a job. Just kinda been walking in his footsteps." He shrugs. "Anyways, these..." Dean taps the duffel bag. "...are my guns."
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[b]She stands walking back to hin[/b] [i]"And those guns are...?"[/i]
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"What, you interested?" He smiles as she approaches him.
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[i]"What? Can't see what you use?"[/i] [b]She smirks[/b]
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[spoiler]Muh phone glitched sorreh about teh liek[/spoiler] "No, just you're the first woman that didn't go batshit crazy when I told her about this stuff." He smiles, standing and kissing her. Dean grabs the bag and opens it, revealing a huge shotgun with four barrels. [spoiler]Looks like the Blundergat for BO2 zambies[/spoiler]
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[b]She shies away when he goes to kiss her, more playing hard to get really She gets the large gun, looking at it, and then hands it back[/b]
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"I also got a pistol and a knife." He reaches into the bag and produces a chrome Colt .45 M1911 and a bone knife with some teeth on the back of it. When Dean's right arm touches the knife, his scar lights up orange and red.
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[b]She watches as he puts the gear away, and the mark stops glowing As before, she questions what she's doing currently, but decides to take a quick nap to pass the time After telling him, and letting him know to wake her, if he feels up to it, when they get close to the ship[/b] [spoiler]not ending it, just a way to quickly pass the time[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yep[/spoiler] He sets down the bag and puts his arm around her as she sleeps. Dean closes his eyes as well.
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[spoiler]Yay! Let an unguided ship fly towards a war rig, great idea Lol[/spoiler] [b]She drifts off to sleep quickly, curling up under his arm, as the ship makes its way to the massive war rig of a cruiser[/b]
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[spoiler]Lol I got dis[/spoiler] Dean realizes that with them both asleep, they'll crash the ship. He opens his eyes and puts his open arm on the controls.
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[spoiler]lel[/spoiler] [b]She stays asleep, remaining in his embrace Laying there, a few hours pass, as the ship comes into sight of the cruiser[/b]
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Dean lands the ship in the hangar, rather rockily. It was his first time in a space ship. He smiles and kisses her forehead.
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[b]She doesn't exactly wake at first, although the unnatural flight pattern makes her stir slightly It became apparent to him, that she was a heavy sleeper, not easy to wake up sometimes[/b]
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He shakes her a bit with his arm. "Babe, we're here."
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[b]She stirs, although not entirely walking[/b] [i]"Not your 'babe"[/i] [b]She mumbles[/b]
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"Dang, alright Jupiter." He shakes her a bit more. "We're here either way."
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[b]She moans, sitting upright slowly as she looks out the window at the busy hangar She stands, stretching a but as her shirt exposes her lower belly, and she legs out a yawn[/b]
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Dean stands next to her, grabbing his bag. He puts his arm around her and leads her towards the door of the ship.
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[b]She walks with him, the door opening and the gangplank extending as she steps out of the ship[/b]
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He steps out with his arm around her, looking around. "Holy shit, this place is big."
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[b]She looks around[/b] [i]"Yeah, it is..."[/i] [b]Her voice trails off[/b]
