[It's something of a normal image -- a well-dressed (all in black) middle-aged man standing somewhat calmly in the center of the baseball diamond. One hand is in his pocket, a bottle containing a dark liquid tucked in the crook of his elbow -- the other, holding his communicator. By the look of things, the man has figured out how to use it -- as
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Wait. Winchester. Like Sam Winchester?
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Wait. The first time?
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... well, I've had to believe in enough weird shit here and back home. Pocket universes? Why not. [It's dry, but she really is trying seeing as everyone is from everywhere here in Siren's Port.] Like who?
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[Well. That's a lie. He knows Castiel fairly well. But no one needs to know that.]
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[Truth. 8|]
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[She's got something of an idea of what that means, but she almost doesn't want it to be true. Because what.]
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[He wishes he were joking.]
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So you're a... special snowflake kind of demon. And I thought knowing angels was weird...
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[Handwave.]
And I'm the King of Hell. Consider that special if you wish.
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CREEPED OUT cuz whoah this is like]
... You're Satan.
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No.
[Through gritted teeth.]
I am not.
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