[Dean is sitting on a crate in a dimly lit warehouse, blood soaking his hands, and splattered over his face. He's got his sleeves rolled up, and a machete in one hand, but he has a little bit of a smirk on his face as he rolls something around under his foot, just out of view of the shot.]So, how about we play a game? Hide and Seek. You all hide,
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[There's a slow, slow clap]
You're even less frightening now then you were back home, Dean. That's an achievement.
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Now you're little Grace-less friend, he's a different matter.
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What Cas? That guy got his groove back, man, and he's packing some extra power.
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Huh, that the case? [There's a wicked look] We'll just have to see how much extra juice the kid is running on, won't we?
First one that gets to him gets to rip off his wings.
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[Dean grins at that.] Deal.
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