76th Hunt [Accidental Video]

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean has got a flashlight duct taped to a sawed off shotgun so that he can hold it the right way and still see. There's an army duffel bag thrown over one shoulder and pushed across his back so that it's out of the way. He's definitely creeping through a house that is definitely not his or Mary's. It's Gothic, falling down, dusty, covered in

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/strolls in late like a pimp

[rehymenator]

[ Uhh. So. ]

Your device is on.

/throws confetti

[dude_imbatman]

Huh?

[Dean frowns at the device.]

Yippe ki eh?

[rehymenator]

...What?

[dude_imbatman]

Die Hard. Never mind. This is easy stuff, Cas. This is the sort of job I actually miss.

[You know, how things were more simple back before angels and demons and ends of the world came along.]

[rehymenator]

I wasn't aware you enjoyed an audience.

[ Dean, you are a fish in water. ]

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean actually thinks about that a moment, frowning a bit.]

Sometimes. [Complete with five year old boy grin.]

So you hunting things today? [He is such a fish in water.]

[rehymenator]

Should I be? It's not exactly my forte.

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean frowns and shrugs a bit.] Sorta up to you. Seems like the day for it.

[rehymenator]

Is my help needed?

[dude_imbatman]

Nah, I've got this.

[rehymenator]

I'm ... around. If you do require assistance.