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[cemented]

Why don't we put your cognizant head in a cement block for all eternity? I'm sure your little joke will be just as funny then as it is now. Go on, try it.

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[yellow_eyes]

Id prefer not. Yours is much more appealing to look at.

[ He knows you weren't talking to him but you kind of scare him a little bit, woman. ]

[cemented]

[ Yeah, wasn't talking to you. She's amused anyway, though, predictably. ]

Hmph. So, the dead are rising, are they?

[yellow_eyes]

Like bats out of Hell. [ Grin. ]

[cemented]

And so creative with our jokes today.

[doublebarrelled]

You're just asking for another ganking, sweetheart.

[cemented]

Adorable. [ Not. ] Think you can pull another hat trick with a magic bullet?

[doublebarrelled]

Try me.

[cemented]

You know, I always love it when you little primates sass your betters.

[picassos_razor]

Looks like my boy got creative.

[cemented]

It wasn't your work. It was his unfortunate collaboration with the other Winchester.

[ Not Sam, mind. She doesn't give two shits about him. ]

Voicetesting him so shakily

[picassos_razor]

Granddaddy wasn't much like daddy hm~?

:D all the demons!

[cemented]

Not remotely. [ From what she could tell; she'd known Henry much longer than Dean. ] Men of Letters and hunters are different breeds.

[picassos_razor]

[He grins.]

Oh Dean was far more responsible than you are giving him credit for.

[somefrenchfries]

Ding dong, the bitch isn't dead?

[cemented]

[ What a precious little angel you are, whatever-your-name-is. ]

Watch your mouth, little girl.

[somefrenchfries]

[ Just the sweetest darned thing you'll ever see. ]

Oh, but where's the fun in that.

[ Look she's already died before, it's not that bad. May as well have a little fun with her second chance, right? ]

[cemented]

If your idea of fun involves you spending a millennium in pieces, then, by all means. Enjoy yourself.

[thewaywardson]

Perhaps you should have stayed in Hell.

[cemented]

Perhaps you should have stayed dead.

/late to the party

[failedparenting]

Nah, it'd still be pretty funny, I'm sure.

:'D

[cemented]

Oh. You. [ T-T-T-Trolling face. ] Another pesky Winchester to add to my growing hit list.

/latelate

[pocketfulofsouls]

We'd all wondered where you'd gotten off to. Then we got a bit busy raising Lucifer and starting the Apocalypse.

Shame you missed it. Or, well... [ Gesturing an arch with his fingers along an invisible line. ] You skipped over it and right into the part where Tweedle-Dee and Tweedle-Dum had just gotten through with a season of 'off with their heads'.

Terrible timing, ducky.

♥

[cemented]

I wish I could have seen it. [ Even though, she's heard, it didn't exactly go well. ] Those two have gotten to be a real problem for you all, haven't they? I would've thought, Crowley, that you could handle two humans.

[pocketfulofsouls]

I've learned how to work my way around their inclination to... bluster over everything like a pair of wounded wildebeest.

I'd be more ashamed by your accusation if, you know, worse couldn't be said for, oh...

[ Here come the fingers, Abaddon, ticking off. ]

Azazel, Lilith, Alistair, four of four Archangels...

[ He arches his brows. ]

Shall I go on? Or can I just top it off the list with the cherry of yourself?

[cemented]

[ She just. Stares back, arching a perfect brow. ]

Well, you aren't wrong. [ Shrug. ] I'm hoping that you've learned from it all.

I'm told their latest expedition involves closing the gates of Hell.

[ Which, her tone says, had better not happen. ]