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[larker]

So you want to move me from one box, to another box, just of a different size, variety and color?

You're gonna need a lot of boxes. I mean, you can't make me do anything I don't want to do. But I sure can make the rest of you do that though.

There's a lot of people here in the so called "headspace". Even then it's very roomy in here. If you didn't realize, yes, that was a dig at you. At least I won't be bored with all these people of various natures in here.

Now, which one's the supposed "tough guy"? They're always the most fun.

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[warbleronsmythe]

Glad to hear I'm not the only one who's sharing the headspace with a bunch of people.

[larker]

Well you know what, between us? As a medical professional I find it very concerning. It's usually a symptom of great psychosis to have more than one. I'd be very careful if I were you of your mundane.

[warbleronsmythe]

You're a medical professional? Alright. I don't worry too much about him. Sharing with Dean Winchester and some man named Balthazar is not that horrible.

[larker]

[Yep, it's a forced smile now.] I didn't realize Dean was so chicken as to send a uh....school kid.

[warbleronsmythe]

Oh, so you know him? And he doesn't send me anywhere. He has no control over me whatsoever. I just share a headspace with him.

Plus he's in love with some blue-eyed heartthrob.

[larker]

You keep thinkin' that kid. I'm sure it'll work wonders for you.

Blue-eyed heartthrob? I'm sure their fanclub or whatever it is will be upset to hear he's not mooning over Sam. Fullscale riot, even.

[warbleronsmythe]

...are you telling me that the fan base that loves Dean and this blue eyed man want Dean to be with his brother? I do pay some attention to mundane. But ... that's frightening. Incest is... wrong.

[larker]

Oh yeah it's pretty skeevy stuff, you should totally ask Dean all about it. He knows of it, he thinks it's hilarious. You'll both have a total laugh.

[Chin tap. Blue-eyed man hmm?]

Does this blue-eyed man have a habit of being dark and mysterious?

[warbleronsmythe]

Why do I feel like that's a lie and he will hold one of his many weapons to my head?

Yeah. That one. I think his name is Castiel?

[larker]

Who'd be dumb enough to let him wander around with many weapons? Anyway what's he gonna do to you? Not like he can kill you, I mean unless your mundane hates the crap out of you. Then you have a problem.

And it's still funny.

[Wait. Wut. Processing.....processing.... laughing forever.]

So many things wrong with that, so little time to be verbose over it thoroughly.

[warbleronsmythe]

Oh. I'm his favourite. So he would never let Dean kill me.

But I might look into that.

[Raising an eyebrow. Seriously. What's so funny?]

....explain?

[larker]

Well if you're his favourite then knock yourself out. When you're a favourite you could just about get away with murder, am I right? What's a little teasing between friends?

[Smirks.]

I know both of them. And I'm not sure which one would be more horrified at that [coughs] pairing.

[warbleronsmythe]

Oh. I tease Dean constantly about how he needs to admit to himself that he's gay for that Castiel guy. Being as queer as a 3$ bill, I know lust for a man when I see it.

Oh? How do you know them?

[larker]

It's not teasing until you find a toilet and give him a swirly. Just so you know.

Oh... seen them around from time to time. Always fun to catch up with them when we cross paths.

[warbleronsmythe]

Hmm.. but he has such a pretty face.

[cocked eyebrow, curious.]

Ah. Okay.

[larker]

[Nose wrinkle.] I've seen better. Besides, it'd be a karmic return for the jock.

Yep. Okay. Just about sums it up.

[warbleronsmythe]

I've seen better as well, but his isn't bad to look at.

[larker]

I suppose if a bald ape scratching itself in public is your thing then so be it.

[warbleronsmythe]

Bald ape? that's a new one.

[larker]

Not entirely inaccurate though.

[Grins.] So how much does Dean tell you about his life?

[warbleronsmythe]

Not much. Mun is pretty into his life though. I pick up things here or there. He hunts monsters, apparently, but that's absolutely ridiculous. And the blonde guy with the low-cut v-necks that I share this place with as well tried to tell me he's, and I quote
'An angel of the garrison, Bitch.' So. Their lives are... kind of a mystery to me. Last I checked, angels, and monsters, didn't exist.

[larker]

Sounds tragic, man. I mean you don't want to go near that crazy, it could be contagious. Monsters, real?

Sounds like you're holded up with a bunch of psychopaths you poor thing.

Then again, monsters and ghosts and such... could be almost legit. Then the creaking house at night takes on a whole different meaning.

[mahakali]

I wouldn't be so sure. If my 'mundane' is anything to go by? They can make you do everything you don't want to. Generally they will, and for no better reason than that you don't like it. I imagine, though, that it's a state of mind rather more understandable to you than to the rest of us.

[afallenstar]

For the record, it isn't all that bad. The box thing, I mean.

[larker]

She has to manage to tie me down first. Besides, she can put me somewhere but I don't have to cooperate. That's why so many mundanes say they're in a funk, right?