On finally reaching the end of S6 and start of S7

[hunting_trip]

  [He's quiet for a long time. Doesn't look up.]

Listen, can we just... not?


No, really. I'm begging you. Just... leave me alone. Please.

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[effyourcupcake]

Ben like your Ben, or Ben like my dad Ben?

We haven't ever got this far into a thread, but... I mean, you guys have some pretty strict ideas about what a ghost is supposed to look like, so when I come in and bicker and don't eat your face it'd be kind of gratifying.

I like your taste in music, so I'm down.

[hunting_trip]

Ben like my Ben. Your Ben's a whack-a-doodle.

Wait- so are you a ghost? Because typically, my ghostly conversations stop right after rawrarggggh! Plus, the woman at the keyboard isn't a religious follower of your story, there. As long as we keep the face-eating to a minimum, though, I'm in.

Represent, Girl Ben.

[effyourcupcake]

Shit, I didn't mean to spoil or anything, but- I guess it's a horror story so it isn't a huge leap to imagine that it probably ends badly for at least some of the parties concerned.

As fun as the meta is, uh- want to do this for real, maybe? I'm a super non-violent ghost, I promise.

[hunting_trip]

No big. I've seen, like, fifty horror flicks. I was half expecting some Bruce Willis crap to go down. Now, that dude in the leather, on the other hand... you just keep him in Mistress Xena's happy dungeon.

Violent, not violent, however you wanna throw down, I'm good with it, and so's the transcriptionist. Just don't get offended if I go a little happy with the salt.

[effyourcupcake]

Cool, well, salt away if you like. It'll probably sting, but unless you talk me into telling you where the body is, how wrong can this go?

[hunting_trip]

I could sell salt to a snail, I think I can weasel the truth out eventually. Also, she's gotta kick off for work tomorrow in a few hours, so don't report the disappearance to the cops when the time comes.

[effyourcupcake]

Scout's honour, Winchester.

Bring it on.