[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.]

[justwillow]

Oh I know. But hey, let's not go looking for trouble. It tends to find us just fine. [She gives him a poke and a smile. She has missed him.]

I think my muns commitment issues will keep me safe. That and the whole masters degree thing. Score one for education!

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Hey. I never go looking for trouble, I'm just talented like that. [a pause, than he laughs.] ....most of the time.

Yeah, mun was pretty pleased for him on that front. I maybe have a finger or two crossed for him too, if I'm honest. And if mine learns her limits, we should be good. [just. Eyeroll.] If. I'm always kicking around when you want exercise, you know me.

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.

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?

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 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!

Pffft. "Only 150 icons" LOL

[new_order]

[The rings settle down into his hair again and with a blink of his eyes they're back to their dual irises.]

Yes, it's still fairly recent. [Pause.] Well, to me it is, I suppose. Given I'm going to be around for quite some time.

[Awkward chuckle is awkward. No, he's not upset about anything...]

.....I had 247 before the cull. I might have a problem Q-Q

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Mhm.

[kid. You weren't able to bullshit him years ago, you ain't able to bullshit him now. He always knew when something was up because oh so many parallels</>. But he gives a lip quirk that just does nothing except increase that look boring into you right now.]

Kid, from where the mun has me right now, I can literally do this forever. So... you wanna actually answer my question and quit treating me like a dumbass, or am I pulling up a seat and get comfy?

[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.]

I'd have more on this journal if Lord Death the Kid had existed for longer than two chapters.

[new_order]

[Kid sighs.]

I was hoping we'd at least have somewhat of a pleasant time catching up before serious matters.

[He adjusts the rings on his fingers. Both on his middle fingers for symmetry, of course.]

Things have changed significantly back home. Though you'll be glad to know that you'll still be able to annoy me when you inevitably scramble my bookshelves.

I've been changing the order of my world, trying to undo 800 years of animosity between humans and witches at least partially created by certain policies Father had to use due to binding himself to Death City. I knew things would change when I ascended.

However, Father didn't explain what my becoming the Grim Reaper fully entailed.

Boooooo. Give us more, canon! D:

[has_a_phd_in_teddybear]

Well, I ain't seen you in a while and I got worried. You dancing the question doesn't help with that, dumbass. [He nudges you with an elbow and a gentle smile. Why the hell do you think he was so eager for your mun to dust you off.]

Heck yeah, some things have never and will never change. As I keep telling you, it's good for you. [same old argument, too. There's a comfort in the consistency. No matter how things change, they also stay the same. Dean can appreciate that.

Then he sobres.] It's big work, but it sounds like good work, Kiddo. At least in respect of the things you have told me about home.

And yeah, unfortunately these things rarely come with a handbook. Honestly? I don't envy you. But you're making it sound like a little more than it doesn't pay enough. So to speak. [He has never spoken down to kill and doesn't intend to start now.]

[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.