beyond the rift } { multiple locks, backdated to the end of the halloween plot

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[lefttogive]

Yeah, that might be good.

We should probably start scheduling these one every other month or something. [his... failed attempt at humor, considering.]

Want me to come to you?

[lefttogive]

[John snorts, smirking over at her.] Wouldn't want that, would we?

Though he'd probably drag me back from wherever the troll sent me, if only to kick my ass. That's Sonny for you.

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[half-chuckle]

He reminds me a lot of someone I used to know. He didn't like me very much either.

[lefttogive]

Sonny doesn't like anybody. [there's a fond smirk, though.]

Ah, but the question is, did you like him?

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[there's a quiet moment as she considered that]

He was useful, in his own special way. And he was a good man. I just wasn't really at the right place in my life for that kind of ... presence.

[read: he liked to take the high road, which made Bela want to shoot him. a lot.]

[lefttogive]

[John isn't sure what to make of the useful comment, but he's already moving on to the rest.]

So if you'd met him say... now, you think things might've been different?

[He's curious. Mostly to see if Bela thinks she's changed, or the outcome would still be the same.]

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[she considers that for a moment, before shrugging]

I'm not sure. Though -- knowing him, probably not. He still might have made me feel like shooting him.

[lefttogive]

[John nods, before smirking at her a little.]

You're such a charmer, Bela Talbot.

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[smirks back]

I do try.

[lefttogive]

Okay, so. To round things up. We're gonna have to play it by ear and be careful around this Crowley.

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I don't know how he's going to play this yet, but he definitely will have a plan.

[lefttogive]

And so will we.

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[nods]

Or hope that the wayward Winchester shows up with the Colt the next time around.

[lefttogive]

[John tilts his head to the side. Color him intrigued.]

The Colt?

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[a beat]

In 1864, in my universe, Samuel Colt built a very special gun, with thirteen bullets. Unlike an ordinary gun, which only kills people, this one can kill monsters. No special tricks with rock salt or iron or silver. This gun can kill a demon.

[lefttogive]

... Damn. Objects fall through the Rift all the time, but the chance of something like that falling through is slim to none. [One can still hope.] There could still be an object from this world that would have a similar effect on your version of a demon.

It's worth looking into.