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[ladybirdcrap]

So everyone thank Bilbo for wrecking the ship. If you aren't too busy helping the girl on the bed, you can travel inward to a small village nestled in the woods not too far from the lake.

[Mission: Rest up.]

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[sawedoff]

[makes a kind of noncommittal mhm noise]

Have we heard from the others at the lake yet?

[inenochian]

[dean are you hovering why are you hovering. ]

[ shake of the head. but then again i've been in this bookstore for a couple of hours. ]

Perhaps we should not have left the newcomers alone with Hook.

[sawedoff]

[its fine owen has a gun]

Don't worry about it. Hey, I'm starving, what do you say we take a break? Get ourselves a rat on a stick or whatever Renaissance cuisine they're serving up around here.

[pats him on the shoulder to get his attention but doesnt move hand away]

[inenochian]

[ straightens up at the first pat, but when the hand stays put, kind of has a moment of indecision between standing at attention and relaxing like a cat being petted. ]

[ uses foot to nudge aside the pile of books on the floor and nods. ]

I'm glad your appetite's returned. You haven't been eating enough lately.

[sawedoff]

Haven't been that hungry.

[lingerstare of bromosexuality© before pulling away]

I could go for something now though. Might as well while we're stopped over. Come on.

[inenochian]

[ o-oh. that was a good stare.
they're always good but compliments to the chef on that stare. ]

[ curls and uncurls fingers before settling hands on swordhilt and belt, then nods at the door. ]

[ dipdip out into the market let's find you something made of grease and slaughtered beast. ]

[sawedoff]

[gets distracted by every stall that has something dead, slaughtered, maimed or otherwise meaty and bloody. usually the carcasses are strung up for all to see too so theres a bonus. kind of leaning over to check them out like he would a nice ass]

How long have we been here now?

[inenochian]

[ it smells like fried screams and batter-dipped despair in this place. ]

[ that looks mostly safe though. it even has cheese. ]

Three and a half weeks. I'm not sure if it feels like more or less than that.

[ sort of lost track of how the passage of mortal time feels back in purgatory. ]

[sawedoff]

[passes up the cheese one. beelines for the meatiest most disgusting blood soaked thing he can find.]

Yeah, I hear you. The less of my life I waste here the better. But at least it's been good for a few chuckles.

[goes through pockets for something to pay the merchant with and comes up with the map...]

[inenochian]

[ eyes go wide and he touches the back of dean's hand like damn boy put that thing away where folk can see you. ]

[ hands the merchant a coin he took from the captain's quarters on the boat. it's like press button receive bacon only this meat may or may not have had civil rights a day ago.

fucking muppets. ]

[sawedoff]

[glances at him and takes the cue]

[shoves it back in coat and receives bacon. or people. or whatever that is]

[takes a ridiculously big bite and holds the carcass of someones aunt betty out to cas like you want a bite?]

[inenochian]

[ shakes head no. thank you for offering to let me put my mouth on your meat though. ]

[ just glad to see dean's eating with his normal voracity again. ]

[ doesn't have much to say but there's a little tinky smile going on. ]

[sawedoff]

Gonna share with the class or just sit there smiling to yourself like a freak?

[around a mouthful of soylent green]

[inenochian]

[ oh. freak.

stops smiling. ]

It's nothing.

[ keeps walking through the little market with the mastication champ at his side. ]

[sawedoff]

[quietly dumps the rest of his kill off at another stand as they walk and swallows his mouthful. some merchant in the bg is very angry with him]

Hey, come on, I didn't mean it like that. Cas.

[puts a hand out to stop him]

[inenochian]

[ stopped. ]

[ turns to look him in the eye again. ]

It's fine, Dean. I am...used to the names you call me. I understand you don't mean them to be harmful.

[ but they are. ]

[sawedoff]

[babycakes i dont want to fight witchu. moves hand to his shoulder]

How often do we get time to ourselves lately? It's always take care of someone else in the group this...or stay sardine close so we don't lose anyone that. It's just us right now, let's enjoy it.

[inenochian]

[ tilts his head so sharply that something had to have creaked. ]

[ time to themselves? honestly thought that, after purgatory, dean was glad to have plenty of human company. ]

[ doesn't look at the hand on his shoulder, though he wants to. ]

...Was there something you had in mind?

[sawedoff]

Yeah, something.

[the most weighted stare, the kind where he only stops to glance down at his mouth before looking up again]

[inenochian]

[ he has his serious face on something must be wrong what is it does he want to talk about purgatory please let's not talk about purgatory--

steps in closer and meets his stare. notices the dip and licks his lower lip, thinking maybe they look dry again and it's bothering him. ]

What--

[sawedoff]

[curls hand in his renfair coat lapel and pulls him up to cut him off with a kiss]

[inenochian]

[ what

what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what what
white

noise ]

[ closes eyes and grabs onto both of dean's shoulders. ]

[sawedoff]

[open your mouth you useless angel]

[works a hand into his hair and tries to coax his mouth open with the most languid kiss to ever kiss]

[inenochian]

[ no don't rush this dean let me just

keep this moment pure--

[inenochian]

[ okay fuck pure. the grip on his shoulders tightens like iron bands, and he turns them both to push dean against the nearest market stall's side before inhaling the breath straight from dean's lungs in a kiss that makes the one with meg look like a preschool valentine's day card. ]