Execution 01 // This looks familiar.. not

[chaotictherapy]

[Having been back in his home for a short period of time, he's more than a little surprised when he finds himself faced with a festival in nigh full swing. The 'people' of the town don't seem to notice him or his strangeness, generally being friendly and offering him copious amounts of beer. Which he must sadly decline, after all, dat helmet.

So he

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[Action forever.] (And here I was just saying: I owe him a happy, I shouldn't be mean)

[100deaths_a_day]

[And yes, Dean does. He stiffens significantly at the sound. and this is him moving to the next stall... and the next... moving as quickly as he can without drawing attention to himself among the rest of the festival go-ers.]

[Action] (XD PH won't hurt him. Yet)

[chaotictherapy]

[Looking up sharply Pyramid Head staggers towards the noise. It'd begun to slowly come back to him when he found a Blackberry buried in the folds of his robe. But what got him the most was the familiar scent of Dean's aura.

However this time he has no intent of being left behind, he gradually manages to build momentum with the blade as he makes his way carelessly through the crowds. Thankfully they all parted for him, as though he were splitting the proverbial red sea.]

Re: [Action] (XD Good. he's meant to be getting hammered with Sammy tonight)

[100deaths_a_day]

[He does a much better job of moving quickly seeing as his brain hasn't been fried beforehand this time. Unfortunately, he doesn't get the same treatment, and the hustle and bustle of the streets is hindering his movement as he has to weave between people.]

[Action] (A JUST AND NOBLE CAUSE!)

[chaotictherapy]

[Damn, bugger and blast this crowd. Pyramid Head gives a loud frustrated growl as he shoves someone aside hastily. It didn't matter they were nothing more than useless barely formed energy. Whilst he had an interest in Dean, he was more interested in confirmation of his location at this point.]