[The video shakes as the communicator clatters along the floor. The blurred screen focuses on a dimly lit room. Most noticeable is the heavy strained breathing. For a moment, the shadows along the walls dance around with no rhyme or reason. A glimpse of Tatsumi's shadow hunched over is mixed in with them
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He raised his gaze skyward, but shortly after, lowered it, instead turning his head to the side. He heard a noise, definitely. He narrowed his gaze, head tilting slightly, as he tried to make out what exactly it was. Damn it, he hated that he was nothing more than a human right now.]
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Instead, this two headed crocotta waits down an alley way and uses it's one head to simulate a voice Castiel will recognize: Dean Winchester.]
Hey, Cas!
[He waits for an answer to the bait.]
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...Dean? [ A hesitant step towards it, carefully reaching behind him, for his angel's blade. Because...as much as he knew Dean could wonder around, why would he be in this particular alleyway?
Nonetheless, the angel got a little more closer.]
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Stop stalling and help me with this!
[Tatsumi crouches, ready to take the angel by surprise as soon as he peers down the alley. To pounce or not to pounce? It didn't matter, as long as the other's flesh was in his jaws, that's all that mattered.]
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