[on being dusted off and touching base]

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

[Here, have a Dean having a minor coughing fit, and brushing a very thick layer of dust off of himself]

Son of a bitch.

[He manages to clear the last of the cobwebs and shit out of his hair -he thinks- and stretches a little.] Hey! Not that I'm not glad to finally be released from headspace hotel and all but you could've least actually dusted me off literally, you ass. This is going to go just peachy, I can already tell. But, hey-

[He gives a small grin to the mun, actually a little hopeful from touching base from a mutual old friend earlier] It might not go as bad as you think, you know? We've been together a long damned time and already had some success. So... [He raises a flask to his mun, and takes a swig before tucking it back away] If we're doing this? Try not to fall off of the face of the frigging earth this time, capiche?

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[justwillow]

[Coughing, a somewhat familiar ginger face emerges from the recesses of a mutual friends headspace. She emerges looking equally dust covered and more than a little pissed off]

Oh- I'm still his favourite character of all time of course, but I've been shoved back there while you know, life stuff happens and it's all "Hey! We should do that thing where we stand people up infront of people like freak shows and make them interact with people they don't know who are potentially mass murderers! That's fun!"

[She raises her hand with a casual flick of her wrist and with a magical sparkle from toe to tip she's free of all the dust.]

At least I still have my powers this ti- oof--

[She stumbles into the Winchester like so many times they've met before.]

Sorry- My fault- not looking where I was witching-- ... Dean!

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

[It's not a thing he affords many people, but you better believe he's going to hug the actual fuck out of you right now. You know you have missed his bear hugs willow.

....And then pull away, looking somewhat sheepish.] Uhh.... Hey. Willow. You have no idea how happy I am to see you right now. I see you've been living the dusty life too, huh?

Although, I gotta ask.... [a small snicker] Better or worse than the potential mass murderers? [Yeah, He saw and heard that entrance]

[justwillow]

[She hugs him back enthusiastically. And then the dust. oh the dust. and then the back breaking. and the inhaling. oh no. the dust and the inhaling and the squeezing- this is not good. do you sneeze? do you cough? which happens first?! She sneezes tactically, trying to aim away from him before dislodging herself from the bear hug and her eyes watering.]

Okay. Lets try this again.

[She waves her hands over the two of them removing all the dust with a quick sparkle and then goes back in for another hug.] I think of all the mass murderers I could have bumped into, you're probably in my top 10.

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

[He can't help it. He has to laugh as he returns the second small hug. He's known her long enough that he doesn't take offence to the joke like he would may have from anyone else.] And of all the witches I could of met, I think you're in my top 1.

[He breaks it off and finally breaks some space between then, settling in with a casual stance and a probably-for-a-while-yet-perma-grin.] I'd have invited you over for dinner and drinks, but for some damned reason it's just been impossible to get you over here, you know? [Stop dropping hints, Dean, I'm sorry I had a real life and everything. He drops her a wink as he goes:] But, hey. Here's to fresh air and play time.

[justwillow]

Damn straight.

[She grins, straightening her jacket before plonking herself on the wall next to him.]

So, we're here again. I wonder what hijinks we're gonna get up to this time. [She looks up to the sky and closes her eyes.] I hope it's nothing too hinky. I was kinda getting used to the quiet.

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Eh, things seem kinda quiet around here so hopefully the muns can't find too much trouble around these days. I'm more than half convinced that she's gonna fufill her nostalgia kick and be done, although what she has found doesn't seem too bad... I'll find out what's happening when it happens, I guess.

[He sighs, shaking his head a little] Whatever, I'm just enjoying stretching my legs again. If anyone knows that sitting in one place drives me nuts, you should. Sorry for disturbing your peace though. [He gives her a playful nudge, just to drive home the point he's only teasing her.]

Come on. You knew this was coming.

[ocd_reaper]

[Kid is straightening his brooch as he frowns at you.]

And bringing you out ultimately led my mundane to bring me out.

It's been a long time, Dean.

AWWWWWW HECK YEAH. It also occurred to me I completely forgot to drop nexus's link.

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

[Hey, kid. Did you miss him? He missed you. You can tell by the fact he reaches out to ruffle your hair.... and then pauses, holding up a finger.] ....Hang on. Don't. Move.

[He darts off where he came from,and then comes back a couple of moments later, shiny clean as a whistle. now he's gonna give you a hair ruffle. He's a dick but not THAT much of a dick.] It has been frigging forever! How you holding up, kid?

You did but you can always send it later! :3

[ocd_reaper]

[He missed you. He really did, Dean.]

[He blinks in confusion as you dart off. However, he waits as you asked, hands behind his back...]

[Which he ends up flailing a bit when you ruffle his hair.]

I'm doing well all things considered. [And just gonna start fixing his hair. Give him a few hours minutes.] How about you?

Yus!

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

I'm actually doing pretty good. I've climbed the walls a little bit being in the one place, but pretty okay. You know me.

The muns were talking about you getting that shiny Lord title yesterday. [He remembers what you've talked about kiddo, and you are getting no small amount of concern. HE HAS BEEN WORRIED ABOUT YOU KID, LET HIM MOTHER HEN FOR A BIT] You sure you're okay, dude?

Got a little busy! Sorry! 1/2

[ocd_reaper]

It's...been a bit of adjusting. If my mundane would oblige...?

2/2

[new_order]

[And his three stripes encircle his head, creating rings hovering around his head for a few minutes. His irises change to resemble skulls.]

Thank you. But, yes, this is my "shiny Lord title" as you put it.

No worries at all!! Also, only 150 icons is killing me, I know I had the icon I wanted on lj D:

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Well, well, well. Look who's all symmetrical. [He teases, but he is also kind of impressed. He raises an eyebrow at him and just... waits. He knows that you know that's not what he meant. have the closest approximation of the look he's giving you because the one mun wants got caught up in the cull apparently]

I am blaming you for this. This is all your fault...

[lonelysmiles]

[And this guy sounds like a 1920s/1930s radio host complete with tinny voice effect and radio static.]

Hello, my good man! Judging from the look of you, that hotel looks to be about as successful as the one I'm sponsoring! Ha ha ha! [And cue laugh track.] In all seriousness though, I'm new to this form of entertainment. Am I correct in assuming these mundanes can be rather flighty?

I don't know what on earth you could be on about~~~

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

[He finishes dusting himself off, cussing quietly to himself even as the guy talks. But he is listening.]

Damn straight. And the Hotel ain't actually all that bad, the Alanis Morrisette looking chick keeps everything pretty clean. The mun thought she was being funny. [Just... eyeroll]. flighty or not, it can actually be pretty cool, as long as they're not plotting how to ruin everything. Or, you know, cackling madly while plotting to ruin everything. Just a tip from someone whose been around the block? You hear the word 'angst'? Run.

[lonelysmiles]

Hmm...so these mundanes take delight in the torment of others, do they?

Sounds like my kind of people! How delightful!

[And just gonna wrap an arm around you and ignore your personal space.]

Do tell me more, good sir!

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

[Just feel him shudder under that arm, trying to free himself from it.]

Of course. Of course she inspires a weirdo. [his eyes go up to sky with an air of 'why is she like this?!]

Well, wouldn't telling you spoil the fun of you finding out? Surely the experience is half the fun.

[lonelysmiles]

Oh no no no no no. The game is much more fun if both players know the rules and are able to find ways to creatively bend them. Honestly, it's only sporting! Like letting the prey go if it manages to avoid your strike!

[Not that that last part ever happened all that often to Alastor.]

[Also nope. You're not getting loose from this demon's grip.]

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

[He chuckles humourlessly and uneasily. You ain't gonna get nothing out of him while you are up in his business and he doesn't want you to be]

Literally never done that. [not on purpose or that he would admit to. He has, but usually due to extenuating circumstances. Not just because he missed.] Normally, if I want something dead, it's dead.

[moosetree]

I'm not liking the canon point mine's planning on throwing me in that place with... [Oh hush Sammy! You'll love it!]

And she is way too happy about this journal name. I think both our muns are....

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

[SAM!! Just... have a grin. And then you say that and it freezes it in place, the warmth slipping, and he knows because he saw the chat.] Has your mun decided for sure yet, or have you still got the chance of wiggle room?

And yeah, my mun is way too ticked by that name. Mind you, mine thinks she's a comic genius with both names that I've had, so I'd just ignore at least mine as hard as I do.

[moosetree]

I think she's working with wiggle room at least.

Yeah, I'm glad they're not at Gabriel levels of comedy.

[Mun may mumble something about leaving that for someone else.]

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

...it's a moosetree when it comes to these things? [tiny grin? C'mon Sam, you know that was funny. He's literally opening his mouth going to answer you seriously, and then you do it.

You go and say that, which earns you a clip around the back of the head.] What is wrong with you? No, don't answer that. You don't say things like that in front of them.

[Just going to use his own gaze to direct Sam's gaze to his mun, who is currently sat there with the most innocent look on her face and whistling innocently. She did nothing while your mun was sleeping, Sam. Nothing.] That? That is the face she makes when nothing is going to go well.

[moosetree]

I was going to say aren't we trouble magnets already.

[Blocked from the pups: I do believe they're really going to hate us.]

Yeah... You wouldn't believe how innocent mine looks when she's plotting.

Dean, we're screwed.

Yeah, yeah they are. Mwuhahahaha

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Well, at least that's nothing new. We're screwed? Must be Tuesday.

[he's got a lot to not be happy about over the coming few months, he has a feeling however. Something he should probably prep Sam for, at least while they're here?] Hey, uhh... speaking of being screwed. [because he's worried about those two butting heads.] Did you get the low-down on the roomie sitch?