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[Dean is outside, and it's dark out, and the distinct sound of monsters and creatures can be heard, even if it's a faint sound. He's got plenty of weapons but he's not showing them off, instead he's making a purposeful point to not make it obvious he's hunting the monsters out there, or that he even knows how to. He looks stressed, however, even to
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Irritation flashes over his face, because he's in his thirties and feels like he's being lectured by his father, although John had decidedly different opinions when it came to anything that wasn't human. He shakes his head a bit, though, because he doesn't have the blind faith in Helen that he once had in his father and he doesn't agree with her entirely. But his tone isn't aggressive, it's conversational.]
In your world, maybe. In my world, these things are as smart as humans, sometimes smarter, and they're vicious, angry bastards who want to hurt people because it's fun. There are nicer ones, the ones Sammy and me do our damnedest to help, but we usually get stuck with the ones who enjoy hurting us, not because it's instinct, but because they just like it. [He shakes his head a little bit again.] We know when they just can't help it, and if there's a way to fix it, we do it, 'cause they don't ask to be what they are, just the same as Sam never asked to be what he is-- [A breath, because he's still not over what Sam is but he doesn't need to say it out loud.] and I didn't ask to be what I am. But sometimes people are just sick in the head. Humans too, and I've handled plenty of them in my day as well.
[He wrinkles his nose a bit, and nods to her.] I know what you're saying. Believe me, I respect it. I know when someone's doing right, and I believe that you are, and this world is so damn complicated it takes my rules and your rules and throws them all out the windo-- [Dean looks over to where she's turned to, and what appears to be his overly tall brother steps out from the shadows.]
Jesus, Sammy, make some noise next time, bitch. [He looks back to Helen with a smile that's beyond proud. Sam is his pride and joy, even if he acts like that's his car. Baby is a close second.] This is my little brother, Sam.
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[ Helen simply gives him a stare that a mother would. It's clear that they agree on most of it, simply just the fact that the fate of the being is either caring or death. She's dealt with the type of Dean Winchester before. There's no doubt in her mind that she won't be able to change his, but hopefully if he can see the spectrum as a bit wider? It'll be more help to him personally than anything else. It's similar as to how she hopes that Arthur can see past the negative of what magic can do.
She warily eyes the man that steps out. After a glance to Dean she nods and lowers her weapon. Her hand goes out to the other man. ]
A pleasure, Sam. I'm Dr. Helen Magnus. Your brother and I were simply discussing what to do with some of the beings lurking in the shadows. [ Her head tilts up slightly. ] Which begs the question as to why you were lurking about. Is this common for the pair of you?
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He eyes Sam for a second, and something looks a bit off about him, maybe his hair has grown a bit more in the last few months they've been in Mandalus and he just hasn't noticed it until now.] Yeah, what were you doing, man? Last I saw you, you headed up near the Temple.
[The being, "Sam" eyes the two of them in Sam's typically critical nature but gives Dean that boyish smile.] I was. I got rid of a few... things that were hanging around up there. [Quickly his gaze finds Helen and the smile widens into one that flashes dimples and he nods in greeting, shaking her hand.] Hi, Dr. Magnus. It's nice to meet you. I wasn't lurking, I was just coming back from dealing with some work. I'll help, if you want.
Of course we want. Come on, Sammy. [Dean flashes Helen a grin as they keep moving, and his whole demeanour has changed from earlier. Where he was once quieter, sterner, he's somewhat lighter now, and much more prone to smiles.]
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Walking around in the darkened alleyway instead of walking up to your brother certainly does define you as lurking. [ There's an underscore of teasing in the scolding she gives, but she nods. ] Your brother is hunting, while I'm trying to make sure that we don't kill the wrong beings. You're more than welcome to join us.
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What are we hunting?
Not sure yet. Could be anything. There's tons of 'em out tonight. I swear it's like a monster convention. [Dean doesn't notice the way the being stands that bit too close, he's used to it, but after a moment or so "Sam" pauses in his steps, shaking his head a little bit and grabbing Dean's arm.]
Can we just... go somewhere safe for a minute? I'm feeling kind of nauseous. [Dean looks back to Helen quickly, because his instinct is to get a doctor to fix him, but he doesn't push.] You'll be fine. You've just forgot how to adjust to the smell of this much blood. Deep breaths. [And Dean keeps walking, while "Sam" looks to Helen with briefly pleading eyes.]
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After the look, she steps up to beside Sam. ] I am a medical doctor, Sam. Perhaps I can help?
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