Alec breezed into the diner like he didn't have a care in the world. For once it was almost true.
At least until he was three feet past the door and then something cold crawled up the inside of his spine. There was only a slight hesitation in his steps that would only be noticed by someone who knew him pretty well. It wasn't the same sort of aweful bone freezing feeling that came with ghosts, but it deffinatly wasn't normal. He sniffed the air carefully and subtly as his eyes skimmed the place casually. It was faint under the smell of coffee and bacon but it was there. A scent that was just off. Sulfur. Matches with out wood. And male.
Breakfast was going to be full of mystery and curiosity.
Dean noticed Alec slow, but he wasn't going to call much attention to it -- not until they sat down. Instead, they just followed politely behind the waitress until they reached the table, and Dean slid into the booth across from him, ordering himself a coffee and looking down at the menu.
The angle of Alloces table allowed him to watch for marks as they came into the room, but it also allowed him to watch for something else as well. He was relatively certain that he'd found it when the two men who were relatively similar in feature came into the room. They had to be brothers, there was really no other logical explanation for it on this plane, and while one, the younger of the two, was different in a way that was just interesting -- something he would like to play with if he had the time -- the older one was the one that would set worry into the back of any sane demon's mind
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Busted! Thank Manticore for kitty hearing. He had figured he could pinpoint the scent if they moved past the person, so he had a fifty/fifty shot of the waitress heading the right way. If he couldn't pin down the scent at least he knew which side of the diner it was at.
But they pasted the dude that smelled like sulfur. The closer he got the most he got the feeling that he wasn't the only predator here. It was confirmed when the man who, according to the waitress, had been ready to leave now convieniently wanted pancakes.
Which actually sounded really really good. So he orddered some with his coffee and glass of milk. Then he had to sort out what was going on with something hunting the hunters. He licked a jelly packet while he thought.
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At least until he was three feet past the door and then something cold crawled up the inside of his spine. There was only a slight hesitation in his steps that would only be noticed by someone who knew him pretty well. It wasn't the same sort of aweful bone freezing feeling that came with ghosts, but it deffinatly wasn't normal. He sniffed the air carefully and subtly as his eyes skimmed the place casually. It was faint under the smell of coffee and bacon but it was there. A scent that was just off. Sulfur. Matches with out wood. And male.
Breakfast was going to be full of mystery and curiosity.
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Casual. Two could play at that game.
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But they pasted the dude that smelled like sulfur. The closer he got the most he got the feeling that he wasn't the only predator here. It was confirmed when the man who, according to the waitress, had been ready to leave now convieniently wanted pancakes.
Which actually sounded really really good. So he orddered some with his coffee and glass of milk. Then he had to sort out what was going on with something hunting the hunters. He licked a jelly packet while he thought.
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