Mercy wasn't entirely sure what was going on, but she'd decided to find a place where she could observe without looking too much like she was just staring at people
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Re: Talk with MercylovemykiltJuly 27 2013, 22:10:58 UTC
Priestly finished off his shirtless, kilted run at the Perk for a coffee (as had been pointed out, everyone in fic was addicted to coffee). He lifted his chin in greeting at Mercy. "Baaaabe."
Because that was how assholes greeted women, you see.
Re: Talk with MercywalkswithcoyoteJuly 27 2013, 22:29:00 UTC
Mercy looked up at him curiously. He looked a lot like her teacher. Except for the hair and well... She sniffed at him, because that was how she always used her super sense of smell, regardless of whether people noticed or not - though normally no one seemed to notice it at all.
No, he didn't smell like Dean Winchester, not nearly as much scent of gun oil and much more crazy hair product.
He was odd, but his near nakedness did wake up her coyote hormones a bit.
Approach Michaelm_samuelleJuly 27 2013, 20:34:12 UTC
Michael wasn't certain how he'd ended up back in Fandom and wasn't having any luck just yet reaching Section. For the moment he was here with a cup of coffee and a croissant assessing the situation.
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Because that was how assholes greeted women, you see.
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No, he didn't smell like Dean Winchester, not nearly as much scent of gun oil and much more crazy hair product.
He was odd, but his near nakedness did wake up her coyote hormones a bit.
"Um... Hi. Do I know you?"
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You really don't want to, Mercy. Not this weekend.
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She stared at Michael as she walked in, and suddenly her gun was in her hand. "This is so not happening."
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Michael wasn't surprised. He was never surprised. He was Section's top operative after all.
"You look well. Not that I'd expect anything less."
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Aaaand the gun was not being put away.
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