[Filtered AWAY from the angels // Private // Unhackable]
[Jo is loading a shotgun.]I know these damn angels of the Lord are giant pain in the ass and they need to get their damn vocal chords ripped out sometimes, but -- everyone be careful, alright, and stay away from whatever the hell's going down unless you can handle it
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What's going on? I'm packing as we speak - I can try and spray them with my perfume - [she holds it up, SELF DEFENSE man]
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I can trade you whatever the hell that is for mace, if you really wanna do some damage -- but I'm betting it's not gonna do any damage.
And some girl taught Lucifer a lesson and he's eight shades of princess-pissed over it. Send over your coordinates and I'll come get you.
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[And, quite frankly, Jo thinks the chick deserves a medal -- but as soon as Jo gets the coordinates, she nods.]
I'll be there in ten minutes.
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[if only she had one at home ;; she nods and starts throwing more stuff in. This is war dammit, you don't leave any man or nail polish behind!]
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Yeah, he's good at his job. I'm on my way.
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[This is part of her job, as a Hunter -- but more importantly than that, Jo would do this for any friend of hers, responsibility or not. It's just what people do. Friends are family, in her world -- you can't toss them aside so easily.]
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[And so she is, with her shotgun in hand.]
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Hey -
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Girl, that perfume isn't going to do a damn thing.
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Hey -- ! Jesus --
[Ugh, now she smells like Calvin Klein. 8( But she dusts off her shirt and gestures to Hanna to follow her.]
Morgan and I have got a house.
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Morgan's a girl, for starters.
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