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[100deaths_a_day]

[He's been missing Sam something fierce, even if he's been trying not to let it show or let it get in the way. But today... nope, can't do it. sometimes the front has to slip, and that day be today

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[was_a_hunter]

[The day hadn't escaped her notice.

It also didn't escape her notice that Dean wasn't home and had taken the car when he left. ...For ONCE, she was glad there weren't many places to go here; less places she had to search.

Taking the opportunity to leave while Angel was out, she went searching for her eldest. This island wasn't really big enough to require a vehicle to reach most places. Which was good considering that she was having to go on foot.

Taking a relieved sigh as she saw the familiar car, Mary calmly made her way to the car and slid onto the hood with him, not saying a word.

[100deaths_a_day]

[He sits for a little while, trying to let himself ease off in her comforting presence, but today... It's just not working.

He sighs heavily.] I miss him. [He doesn't think he has to clarify who.]

[was_a_hunter]

[She doesn't push him, just lets him take his time and speak when he's ready. When he does, she leans her head on his shoulder...he'd grew up with his brother, it wasn't a surprise that it was hitting him this hard.]

I know, sweetheart...I do too.

I'm sure he's missing you just as much.

[100deaths_a_day]

[He hums non-commitally as he looks up at the sky still. If he was in a state to miss him, that was.]

...He's going to turn up, right? [He just... needs to... hear a yes from someone else.]

[hearmythu_um]

[Paarthurnax wasn't looking for anything out here, as such. It's too open, too flat for anything but hunting and that's something the old dovah wants to be very careful about here. No, right now he's just doing a fly-over, getting a notion of Genessia's many landscapes.

A solitary, shiny black... thing... in the field below is noticeable, though. Almost as noticeable as the thunder of a curious dragon's wings as he passes overhead and then comes about for a better look.]

[100deaths_a_day]

[It takes a second for the sound of wings to penetrate his deep thoughtful state, but when it does, he looks up. Whatever he was expecting, it wasn't]

Holy crap!

[Nope. Nothing like a dragon shape. And certainly not heading towards him. He scrambles around to the trunk of the car, popping the boot and grabbing the biggest gun he had to hand, which was a double barrelled shotgun. Crap. That won't do much. But he's going to grab it anyway, and load it with two shells quickly.

He has the worst goddamned luck.]

[hearmythu_um]

[Ah. Paarthurnax tilts his ragged wings to catch the air, pulls into a steady hover as he considers the hasty motions of the man below. He doesn't waste much time on it. It seems he's come too close, caused more alarm than he intended. But... they're here now after all, both of them. Best to make use of it.

There's a couple of ground-shaking thumps as he settles down, trying to judge a polite distance. He lifts his gaze to the human and calls out calmly.]

Drem Yol Lok. Greetings, mortal.

[100deaths_a_day]

[He doesn't relax any, but he's not actually pulling the trigger yet. He's watching carefully for any movement (ie: moving forwards).]

What do you want?