mun on the fence about joining a game, blerg

[michaels_sword]

All right, now listen up. I'm not gonna sit by and watch while you do this to yourself. You're startin' to pick up some of my bad habits, and that's gotta stop. Trust me, I know. You don't wanna be me.

I'm wonderin' why the hell you don't just join one of those games. It's been, what, a year? So what if you end up losing interest after a couple months? At least you tried. Better than what you've been doin', anyway. Hell, I'll even suck it up and let you stick me in one of those shitty "alternate universes" if that'll do the trick. But hey, I won't be offended if you pick that blond guy instead. Just... do something.

You're a smart chick. Something'll turn up for you soon. Just hang in there.

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[moosen]

She's picking up your habits? [ WELP ] ... That won't end well. For anyone.

[michaels_sword]

And she knows it too. S'why I'm tryin' to kick her into doing something a bit less "what would Dean do."

[moosen]

Good idea. [ Sam tries to play that game, too. For the most part, he's successful. ] ... I mean, think about it, though. Who would want to be like us? To have our lives?

[michaels_sword]

A lot of people, apparently. There was that freaky "roleplay" game at the convention Becky dragged us into, remember? I still don't get it.

[moosen]

Uh-- [ :l ] ... No?

Is this one of those things I don't know about yet?

[diana_abel]

Okay, Dean. Seriously. No one is allowed to say "chick" unless they're Elvis.

It's just a fact.

[michaels_sword]

Oh. Hey, good to see you again, uh...

[Considering she knows Dean, he's assuming this might be one of the girls he once took a tumble with, but he has absolutely know clue who she is. Awkward.]

[diana_abel]

[Oh Dean...]

Diana, Dean. It's Diana.

[michaels_sword]

Diana! Right, of course, I knew that. You look good.

[Hoping to distract her from the fact he didn't know her name...]

[diana_abel]

Of course I look good. I'm hot.

How are you doing there, Elvis?

[michaels_sword]

Could be worse, I guess. I got a good-lookin' woman calling me the King of Rock and Roll, so that definitely counts for something.

[diana_abel]

Careful with the flirting there, Dean.

[michaels_sword]

Why, is it working?

[diana_abel]

Oh, I don't mind it. But my boyfriend might kinda have a problem with it.

[michaels_sword]

I don't see him around.

[diana_abel]

So, lemme see if I follow you: It's okay to flirt with another guy's girl if he isn't around.

That right?

[michaels_sword]

Yea-- wait, what, no! No, that's not exactly...

You're twisting my words, here.

[diana_abel]

Sorry. Bad habit.

Well, you're welcome to flirt with me all you like. But I'm gonna warn you, you probably don't want to sleep with me, Dean.

[michaels_sword]

'Cause of your guy? Wouldn't be the first time I had to deal with an angry boyfriend.

[diana_abel]

I promise you, Dean, this is a different situation.

[michaels_sword]

Lemme guess - he works out?

[diana_abel]

You could say that.

[michaels_sword]

Yeah, well you'd be surprised at some o' the guys I've had to take down. It's gonna take a little more work if your jacked boyfriend thinks he can scare me.

[diana_abel]

I think I can settle this debate in a single word.

[michaels_sword]

And what's that?

[diana_abel]

Sam.

[michaels_sword]

...Sam. You're dating Sam? As in, my brother?

[diana_abel]

The one and only.

Well, two for awhile...

[michaels_sword]

You realize the guy doesn't have the greatest track record when it comes to girlfriends...

Wait, what do you mean, "two"?

[diana_abel]

There were two of them in the city for awhile. It was complicated.