But then you assured me...
WHO: Miranda Lotto, Dean Winchester.
WHAT: Miranda is going to learn how to use a gun and Dean is her teacher.
WHERE: The Park.
WHEN: ... Whatever day today is. xD
Were guns really a good idea? Now that she thought on it, they did seem like the easiest, but not everything was as easy as it looked. And could she really shoot something? She didn't know. Maybe if she was in danger... Whatever happened, she'd figure it out. If guns really were easier, she guessed she'd find out.
The park was still in one piece, like she remembered it was, and she was glad her memory hadn't failed her when she told this man to meet her here. A park bench was easily found, and she sat herself down quietly. The poor woman wasn't quite sure who to expect, but as long as they taught her how to use a weapon, then it was all fine, right? She couldn't keep going around defenseless, anymore. Exorcists were dropping like flies.
Brown eyes glanced over the park, looking for anyone who could have been the person she was looking for. It was relatively empty; most people probably opted to help out with the recovery rather than go wandering through the park for an afternoon stroll.
Folding her hands together, the German woman leaned back on the bench and kept looking around the park every few moments, keeping her eye out so she didn't miss this man.
WHAT: Miranda is going to learn how to use a gun and Dean is her teacher.
WHERE: The Park.
WHEN: ... Whatever day today is. xD
Were guns really a good idea? Now that she thought on it, they did seem like the easiest, but not everything was as easy as it looked. And could she really shoot something? She didn't know. Maybe if she was in danger... Whatever happened, she'd figure it out. If guns really were easier, she guessed she'd find out.
The park was still in one piece, like she remembered it was, and she was glad her memory hadn't failed her when she told this man to meet her here. A park bench was easily found, and she sat herself down quietly. The poor woman wasn't quite sure who to expect, but as long as they taught her how to use a weapon, then it was all fine, right? She couldn't keep going around defenseless, anymore. Exorcists were dropping like flies.
Brown eyes glanced over the park, looking for anyone who could have been the person she was looking for. It was relatively empty; most people probably opted to help out with the recovery rather than go wandering through the park for an afternoon stroll.
Folding her hands together, the German woman leaned back on the bench and kept looking around the park every few moments, keeping her eye out so she didn't miss this man.