[sighs as he wipes the blood of wolves off his sword]
Honestly, wolves? Couldn't have picked a nastier minion, could she?
[shakes his head, ignoring the blood running down his face, moving on to clean up his armor]
Guess it's about time for the final showdown though.
[puts down the damp rag, tugging on his chainmail, sliding his sword back into its
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[smiles slightly at that statement, rabbit ears twitching lightly]
Don't get killed. Someone is worryng about you.
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... really? Who?
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A few [shrugs]
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You should be at home, waiting this out. You're in no condition to be out here, man. Let me handle this.
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Best cure for a bad situation: killing beasties.
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Look, only one of us gets to be stupidly self-destructive at a time. I'm pretty sure it's my turn.
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...Dean? Where the hell have you been?
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[gives his brother a pointed look] But honestly, where were you? I could have used you here. Bela had to patch me up, for Christ sakes.
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I was totally in Malibu before this. Thanks.
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Me, dead? [laughs, baring teeth in a grin] I think you know me better than that by now.
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& I hardly started this. It's the Winter Queen, or whoever is on that balcony with the pet dragons.
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