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You know they're just icons, right? [Mary brushes her hair out of her eyes and stares unimpressed into the... wherever it is she's looking.] There's really no need to obsess.

[She rolls her eyes and scoffs in an... incredibly teenage way.]

I don't even know why you made this account. It's not like there's a point. [squaring her shoulders determinedly, self-consciously aware that she looks a little silly.] My life will be way too boring for you to write anything about and that's just fine with me. Got it?

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An angel. [And she's Mary of Guadalupe, Queen of Your Mother.] There's no such thing.

Get out. Of. Him.

[This is not the face of someone who takes shit. This is someone who is very, VERY done with shit. She saw her parents die, she saw John die. She won't let it happen again.]

[selfrighteous]

I am used to the skepticism. [He is still flat, looking at her like how a cat toys with a mouse. He is amused with his work though; what lengths she'd go for John.]

I do not answer to you. It was needed at the time. Simple as that.

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Needed, why would it be needed? [Not letting him answer nope.] It's not anymore, so get out of him.

[selfrighteous]

Unfortunately that is not left to me. You are not the only one who has to take it from a mundane. Apparently she likes this form. [The scathing look at that. Doing the will of anything but his father is unacceptable. And a human no less.]

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[Biggest. Glare.]

Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas-

[Yeah, after Yellow Eyes she kind of. Cracked. And memorized one.]

[selfrighteous]

[Yawn. Except he doesn't actually yawn, just looks really bored. It isn't phasing him.]

Again, I am not a demon. I am the Archangel Michael.

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[Aka a demon that doesn't respond to exorcism.

Except those don't exist. Flat out. No bit of lore about them anywhere, ever, in any history or writing. But there is lore about angels.

And unicorns, but that's not the point.]

Okay. If you really are, then prove it.

[Eep s-scared.]

[selfrighteous]

[Normally, he wouldn't care what any human thought. He knew what he was, he knew what he was to do, but this was Mary Winchester, the mother of his true vessel.]

My true form would blind you. My abilities in this place are not so easy to prove either. [It's not like he can just touch her and zap her somewhere else. He knows not to expect her faith, not with the life of a Hunter, but there's not much else to go on here. She saw for herself that she could not exorcise him.]

It is of little consequence if you believe or not. What has happened and what will happen are meant to be. This conversation is obsolete.

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[All she knows is that he's not a demon. So many things could blow her mind right now- zapping somewhere else would be low on the list. But getting creeper-love-is-deeper-love with what he knows about her, showing his wings, anything-

-but as it is, she's scared and has no clue what to do. Whatever he really is, angel or not, she doesn't know how to fight it. And she's not willing to just start throwing silver knives at someone who looks like John- what if he's not a shapeshifter?]

If it doesn't matter then why are you here?

[selfrighteous]

The same reason you are here. What control do you have over where you are? [Completely matter of fact here. If it were up to him, he'd be doing more important things, like managing heaven and bringing about the Apocalypse as it's meant to happen. This is just tedious.]