Mun plotting evil things

[naive_messenger]

I do not understand how I came to be one of yours, but they way you talk about Dean and Sam worries me.

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[motherofciv]

And how does your mun talk about them?

[naive_messenger]

As if they were married.

[motherofciv]

As strange as that sounds, I do not see a problem.

[hunting_trip]

Wait- wait, what now about Dean and Sam?

[naive_messenger]

...who are you?

[naive_messenger]

She thinks of you two as a married couple.

[motherofciv]

The spirit of Babylon.

[naive_messenger]

I wasn't aware there was such a thing.

[hunting_trip]

Sh- wh-

[Words, Dean. He can't even get them out over the sound of his indignation.]

First of all-

Wait, back up. You know what? I'm not even going to dignify-

She's one of those fan girls, isn't she? Sam slash Dean. You people think I don't remember these things- oh, I remember.

[naive_messenger]

Dean, I am not one of your people.

[motherofciv]

Well now you do. There are souls for each nation.

[hunting_trip]

Yeah- well- you just.

[Stop silently judging him, Castiel, he knows how you roll. B| ]

Set her straight or something.

[naive_messenger]

Nations are obtuse divisions of land and people.

[motherofciv]

You can have a nation without land, so long as the people believe in it. Human will is a very powerful thing.

[naive_messenger]

I am trying. (See face) I have no wish to hear of it.

[naive_messenger]

I am well aware.

[hunting_trip]

You or anybody else, amigo.

[naive_messenger]

(Yep. That's it. But the he remembers he's trying to be a bit more social) are you staying out of hell?

[hunting_trip]

I'm not actively whoring out my soul on a street corner, if that's what you're asking. That something I should make a bigger priority, or...?

[naive_messenger]

(You just confuse him to no end) Dean, you hated hell. I would never advise your return.

[hunting_trip]

Yeah, and trust me, I don't intend to go back. It wasn't exactly a day spa. Just kind of a random question, wasn't it?

[Wait a second.]

Were you... were you tryin' to make small-talk?

[naive_messenger]

I believe so, yes. Did I fail?

[hunting_trip]

Points for trying, but you could use a little practice. Next time, try skipping the hell part and just fall back on something safer- like the weather, or 'hey, is that a new hair cut'?

[naive_messenger]

But I can tell your haircut isn't new.

[hunting_trip]

First of all, it's creepy that you know that. Second of all, that's not really the point. You just... ask, makes the other person feel good about themselves. This stuff really just... goes right over your head, doesn't it?

[He's fond, not that he'll admit it.]

Just... don't worry about it. You're great the way you are.