A Chat. [For presidingangel]

Oct 10, 2009 21:31

Dean was still in a little bit of shock the morning after he'd essentially proposed to Ruby. He couldn't believe he'd done it. Moreover, he couldn't believe she had accepted. Not that he should have had any doubts, she loved him. Now he was out wandering about the deserted town he'd agreed to help fix up, Toby at his side ( Read more... )

what: talking, who: presidingangel, verse: four deans, what: dean "proposing"

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presidingangel October 11 2009, 03:46:23 UTC
Gabriel is leaning against a post of a broken down general store, cigarette between his lips. "Hey kiddo." He grins at Dean. "How're you likin' Vulture then?"

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helluvahunter October 11 2009, 03:47:44 UTC
Glances at him, a small smile on his lips. "It's nice. Quiet. Glad your Dean doesn't mind me crashing."

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presidingangel October 11 2009, 03:50:09 UTC
"Yeah, it is. Makes a fuckin' nice change." Stretches a little, wings unfurling, black and grey tips brushing the far walls of a stone building nearby. Shakes himself a little as he folds his wings back. "So, you've got thinkin' face on. Wanna lighten the load a little?" Bends down to scratch Toby behind the ears.

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helluvahunter October 11 2009, 03:51:57 UTC
"Definitely," he agrees, chuckling as Toby's tail goes wild at the attention. He lets out a small breath. Leave it to an Archangel to figure everything out with one expression. "Just thinkin' about me and Ruby."

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