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[ladybirdshit]

The night is drawing in and you still haven't met up with the whole group! You're scattered around the town and that's not good. Watch out, you might be robbed! The dubious folk is slowly crawling out of the hideouts where they rested for the day. Oh, and did you notice... not everyone is here?

The remaining people... gather together and get acquainted with the port because you'll be needing a ship. Soon.

[ mission: gather & look for a ship. ]

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[sawedoff]

You don't ask for licorice, Sam. It's an unspoken movie night rule. Everyone knows that.

[you just suck]

--Oh, and speaking of people that suck-

[satansuit]

No, that's popcorn.



... Speaking of? Hook? Who this time?

[sawedoff]

No. Actually suck. Vampire.

[eyebrows. glances over his shoulder to make sure none of the rest of their merry band of morons is in earshot, because the last thing he needs is another snoopy sookie]

The one that looks like an awkward highschool stoner. But get this, he swears up and down he's on the straight and narrow.

[satansuit]

... How'd you find out?

[sawedoff]

Cas said he went all what big teeth you have to help the group when they got stuck in between a rock and an orc place.

[kind of leaning in a little as he tells him to watch his face, like he's testing the waters. because he knows how sam feels about letting vampires go lately, if benny's any indication.]

[satansuit]

Then we keep an eye on him.

[benny. let's not go there. has all the signs of someone who want to avoid the bigger issues between them.]

It's not like we can stake him, without people noticing he's gone. [shrugs.]

[sawedoff]

[i forgot sam doesn't even know about benny yet. oops. we need to canon update them. oh well, sam's still a hunter and hunters don't generally like monsters being up in their face 24/7]

Been reading a lot of Anita Blake?

[satansuit]

Dracula. Actually.

[sawedoff]

Yeah, how about you join us in the real world.

[polishes off his beer and sets bottle down]

I'm for letting him keep his head. He's about the most useless monster I've ever seen. Like, if Garth was a vampire useless. Besides, he already knows we're onto him, I doubt he's going to screw himself for road food.

[satansuit]

Dean.

We're not in the real world. That's the thing. Did you notice that they've been sharing space with fairy tale characters lately?

[but anyway!]

And if that's what you want to do with him, I'm fine with it. For now. But we watch him.

[sawedoff]

I'm all about the watching.

[they agree on how to handle a monster they're not killing for once. miracles do happen.]

I guess you should probably know Morrigan's a witch, too, while we're at it.

[drops that bomb too. yw]

[satansuit]

Had my suspicions there.

[won't bother asking how dean found out for sure.]

Looks like we're surrounded then.

[he should be more concerned than he feels.]

[sawedoff]

You think? Not to mention Buffy the vampire sympathizer, who knows what's up with her.

[she looks and sounds human, but you're as good as the company you keep and all of that]

Here.

[fishes something out of his jacket and tosses it to him. hex bag.]

[satansuit]

[catches.]

When did you get this?

[sawedoff]

Homemade. Had to suffer some serious the good witch crap for it though, so you're welcome. I hope I never hear Enya again. Should keep the big names at bay, anyway- hexes, curses, all of that junk. Not sure what it's going to do against a fireball to the face, though.

[yeah, she can fireball faces. did he forget to mention that]

[satansuit]

You have one for yourself, right?

Because if this is the only one, I don't want to. [what is "thank you"]

[sawedoff]

[holds his own up and gives it a little jiggle for effect]

They only had enough for two. I mean, we're talking serious hoodoo stuff here- goofer dust? Remember that? And the usual nasty witch crap. Honestly you don't even want to know what's in it. Definitely not kosher.

[satansuit]

Since when is it ever kosher?

[pockets it.]

[sawedoff]

[mouth shrugs and nods. point.]

Just don't lose it.

[stands up and tucks his magic pouch of plot device away in jacket pocket]

Gonna round up the sheep, get them back in their pen. Meet me at the B&B when you're done- [makes a circular hand motion in sams general direction] -photosynthesizing or finding your inner peace or whatever.