[All is quiet at about 3AM in the middle of Promenade on the third most level of the eleventh housing building until an audible smack of the headboard against the wall of his bedroom can be heard and then another loud thud resounds as he takes a tumble to the floor out of his king sized mattress. His hand palms his temple after smacking his head to
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Or, welp. A whole demon now. Yay.
But the voice sounds familiar, even if her looks don't.]
Did you get mauled by a two ton truck or are you just happy to be back here?
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Been there done that.
Krypta...? Yeah, I'm comin'. [When he gets to the door he doesn't think before opening it, but what he comes face to face with isn't what he's expecting. His eyebrows raise.] The hell?
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Hey, Dean.
[There's a gesture of a shrug, as she tries to explain why she's different now.]
I went home. A lot of things happened.
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Full on body changes don't really qualify.
[Dean is hesitant in the door jamb, looking her over once before shifting his weight onto his right leg, looking expectant.]
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[Krypta shifts from one leg to another, crossing her arms, giving him a look of 'what, you want a biography?' It's not that she doesn't want to talk, it's just that she knows you're not gonna like what she has to say.]
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Depends on the logistics.
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My city's become Earth's new Hell.
[Her eyes are dark at this, but she stops herself from letting out too much at once.]
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Sounds like a damn parade of hell spawn.
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That's an understatement. What's even worse is trying to cut off the head of power is almost impossible on my own. I need to draw him out by force.
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Ain't that how it always is?
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Maybe. I just didn't think dying would be part of the equation.
[...Yup. That set off a red flag yet, Dean?]
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Y'wanna repeat that? [Dean's way of asking her to explain.]
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I died, Dean. Back home, on my world. I was betrayed and got hit by a speeding train.
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[She can already tell you're not liking where this is going.]
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