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[hellboundson]

So, uh. Who wants to go do something daring and manly with me?

Anyone?

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Sally came to you instead~

[needlesnthread]

Oh my. Daring and manly...?

SALLY. *gathers into bosom*

[hellboundson]

Er, yeah. Something really... well. Daring and manly. Who's this?

x3 *snuggles*

[needlesnthread]

I suppose it depends on what the man deems manly.

--oh, I'm Sally.

Hello.

[hellboundson]

Sally, huh? That's a pretty name.

I'm Dean. Dean Winchester.

[ He's so busy being suave he forgot what he was talking about previously. D8 ]

[needlesnthread]

Why thank you, Dean.

I'm particularly fond of your last name.

[Oh Dean.]

[hellboundson]

You like guns?

[needlesnthread]

Guns...?

I don't really know much about them.

I've seen antique guns used as props with Jack's theatrics but... hm.

[hellboundson]

Really? Huh. Sorry, I just figured. Winchesters are a kind of rifle.

Jack? That your boyfriend?

[needlesnthread]

It's all right, I can chalk this up as learning something new.

Jack is... well... Boyfriend isn't the word I would use.

He's...

[hellboundson]

Is it complicated?

[needlesnthread]

Asides from him being home now, no...

I guess you could say he's my one and only...

[hellboundson]

...one and only, huh? Well good for you. Congrats. I hope, uh. I hope you guys find each other again soon.

[needlesnthread]

Thank you, I hope so too.

So how long have you been in Luceti, Dean?

[hellboundson]

Two weeks, about? How about you?

[needlesnthread]

Two weeks? Hm, how are your clothes holding up?

It will be a year in... two months, roughly.

[hellboundson]

My clothes? Not all that well, actually. My clothes are always a wash away from falling apart.

...Jesus, ten months? Seems like everyone I've talked to either just got here like me or is about to have an anniversary.