19 - I am capable of more than it seems.

[zombie_pen]

[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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[not_a_sunbeam]

Sammy Winchester, what have you gotten us into now?

I was totally in Malibu before this. Thanks.

[zombie_pen]

You say that like this is honestly my fault. I didn't bring you here, Ruby. If you're here, you're dead.

[not_a_sunbeam]

"Everything is Sam Winchester's fault" is kind of the universe's default mode, sparky. Or did you miss that somewhere along the way? Y'know, most people'd get it after the whole demon savior thing, but...

Me, dead? [laughs, baring teeth in a grin] I think you know me better than that by now.

[zombie_pen]

[flashes an equally nasty grin] That's the only way you can exist here, Ruby. This is a city of the dead, so to speak.

& I hardly started this. It's the Winter Queen, or whoever is on that balcony with the pet dragons.

[not_a_sunbeam]

So you're telling me you're dead, then? C'mon, have a little more faith in my sagacious keeping-your-ass-alive powers. I would know if you were dead. It'd be a hell of a way to end the coming apocalypse, wouldn't it? With a goddamn whimper.

Stickin' to my guns. Your fault until proven otherwise ♥.

[zombie_pen]

I'm fairly certain I'm dead. Knocked myself unconscious on the corner of a night table in a cheap motel. Last thing I remember is bleeding profusely on that god awful shag carpet. Then I woke up here, dead.

[snorts at her last comment] I see you're as sweet as ever.

[not_a_sunbeam]

Sam, you---[puts a hand over her mouth, trying to keep from laughing]

You brained yourself on a night table? You, Samuel, Destroyer of Worlds, DONE IN BY AN END TABLE?

[snorts a little, grinning like mad]

This is rich. How're you supposing I died, then? I've already gone down that road before, and this sure as hell isn't, you know, hell. Last I remember, I was trying to fi---hn, I was living up the good life. In the sun.

[zombie_pen]

[makes a face] Yeah yeah, it's hilarious. Get your chuckles out now, Ruby-girl. There's another war going on, & I plan on not missing this one.

With your luck you got third-degree burns from passing out in your chair sunbathing. Or, you were eaten by a shark.

[not_a_sunbeam]

Going overlord on me again, then? Good to see some initiative out of you, big guy. I'm kind of proud ♥.

Aw, you really know how to talk to a girl, did you know that? Dying by shark-attack was totally in my top ten. You are forgetting, though, that I'm a demon---the meatsuit doesn't mean shit, Sherlock. I'm still in one piece, and I'm still wearing it. It wasn't tanning gone wrong.

[yawns, combing her hands through her hair]

So, tell me our plans.

[zombie_pen]

I don't know about you, but I plan on going out there & saving the world. Or something along those lines. Armed to the teeth. Maybe I'll find my twin out there, & we can take down the head bitch of a tag-team of Sammy goodness.

[not_a_sunbeam]

Save the world, shave the murld. I don't know, maybe I will. Depends on the incentive.

...wait, hold the presses: you have a twin? Since when? That is SO General Hospital. Were you separated at birth?

[zombie_pen]

[rolls his eyes] Not that kind of twin. He's another me, from a different universe.

Same outer package if you don't count the scars, but different histories, different lives.

[not_a_sunbeam]

Another you, you?

[pauses for a moment, mulling that over in her head. She curls a hank of hair around one finger.]

I find that kind of hot, not gonna lie. I might have to go have a few choice words with this Sammyclone. You've told him only good things about me, I hope.

[zombie_pen]

[quirks an eyebrow at the demon] Hot? I'm not even going to pursue that one...

Actually, you haven't really come up quite yet. My girlfriend & brother are usually normal topics of discussion. Don't know how kindly he would take to me palling around with a demon, of all things.

[not_a_sunbeam]

A girlfriend? My, aren't we quick to jump right back into the sack? Oh, the things you do when unsupervised. I wonder what brother-dearest thinks about all that. I'll have to find him and ask---he did catch the connecting flight here instead of passing GO and going straight to hell when the hounds came for him, right? I'd think you'd be doing a lot more, y'know, moping around if you were Deanless. You and your brother, man. It's kind of cute.

But I'm a wholesome demon! I'm sure he'd love me.

[zombie_pen]

Quick? It's been over two years since Jess died. I hardly call that quick in the slightest.

& Dean's around. Somewhere. Haven't seen much of him in the past week, but he did make it here. He's been here longer than I have, actually. I'm sure he'd be thrilled to see you.

[laughs] Don't be too surprised if you get a gun to your forehead when you meet other!Sam, is all I'm going to say.