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[faithlessly]

[ hey, tq, it's dean. he's looking... well, a little more restless than normal, and mostly because now that it's been some time after the jump, he's finally accepted that yet another friend has left the ride. he rubs the knuckles of one hand anxiously before looking at the communicator. ]

Any of you ever had a friend or two in this ship who you know ain't around back home anymore? Sucks when they go back, doesn't it. Especially when home isn't just a box six feet underground, but... [ but purgatory, where you personally put them.

it hurts. it sucks. ]

But something a lot more dangerous. Guess we should learn by now to hold on to 'em as hard as we can while we still have 'em, instead of...this. [ as sincere as he is, he can't quite help the strained smirk, like it really is all some big joke. ]

But since I can't do that, I'll ask for the second best thing; anyone feel like doin' a little sparring? And I mean the off the record kind, no punches pulled stuff. You know, fun. [ it's something he's good at, something he could just lose himself in for a little while, so it's worth a shot. ]

Those easily bruised and ready for tears-- or too busy whining about the temperature need not apply. And if you ain't sure, we can even throw a bet of some kind on the winner-- whatever works. Even you freaky supernatural critters are welcome.

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[chuffle]

I'll fight you. Spar you.

People leave and it blows.

[Apparently if you want to go home all you need to do is make out with her]

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[puppydogeyes]

You could get that fight club shit going again.

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[lacksgrace]

[ He still doesn't want to look at your face, to be honest. ]

You think that's really gonna make you feel better?

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[coy]

Wait, who's gone?

[faithlessly]

You? [ he just kinda blurts it out, sorry. ]

I'd hate to bruise a pretty face.

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[faithlessly]

you know i actually thought about it.
Seemed like a great idea gone to waste

[chuffle]

Aren't you a sweetheart! It's all right. If you land a blow to my face, I'll land one to yours.

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[faithlessly]

[ loser ]

Mm, definitely worth a shot. Especially if I get to punch you in the face-- s'bound to make me feel like a bundle of sunshine.

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[gothchicklit]

[ October considers not responding to this - and truthfully probably shouldn't, she should just leave well enough alone and forget he exists, even if he's apologize twice now - but... Losing people sucks. And maybe she's a little curious as to what could be worse than death.

As someone who's dead back home, can you really blame her? ]

Because violence is totally the answer to dealing with your feelings. [ Okay, yeah, there's also the part that him seeking out someone to beat up - sorry, spar with - after losing someone he clearly cares about worries her.

Again, can you blame her? ]

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[faithlessly]

Dunno if you'd know him.

[ well actually... ] Benny. Big, burly guy. Funny accent. Shared some similar... qualities with you.

[faithlessly]

That a promise? I'd hate it if you didn't manage to keep it.

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[lacksgrace]

If you think you can, just go ahead a try it and stop bitching about people leaving.

[ That's what he said to him once before, wasn't it? No? Oh well. ]

anon text; look i missed bugging you okay

[iceboxed]

you're a hunter and you want "supernatural critters" (which is a stupid way of putting it fyi) to fight you
seriously?

[chuffle]

Absolutely.

But you're always free to tell me about how you think my face is pretty.

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[puppydogeyes]

[She has to laugh a little at that.]

It was your idea.
The first time.

Think I was meant to take it on after Kirk left.
Haven't had the time.

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[faithlessly]

[ he's surprised to see her, but the surprise melts into something closer to a genuine pleasure, and gains a smirk as she points out his slightly contradicting methods. ]

Well, the other option was breaking into the bar and stealin' all their space juice. That would've taken two people with how much booze would be needed to soothe things right now. So s'why that option's out and this is in.

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[coy]

Oh, yeah. We met once. [ at jo's bar.] You guys were friends?

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[faithlessly]

If it makes you feel safer i won't have a weapon on me
wouldn't want it to be unfair

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[faithlessly]

At least I'm not off gettin' high as a kite 'cause of this.

[ yes they're playing this game now. ]

[faithlessly]

S'very pretty. And a shame I haven't spent more time gettin' to look at it.

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[lacksgrace]

Fuck you. Do you actually even care?

[ He can play this game too. ]

[makedo]

You any good?

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[faithlessly]

What can I say, great people, great ideas

much as I might want to, can't really blame you
But maybe it's worth giving some thought again
don't think I'm the only one with the occasional urge to hit something or someone

[chuffle]

You're welcome to while not aiming a fist at it, by the way.

gently doubletaps oops

[legionare]

'Supernatural critters'?

[ max has no idea whether he falls under that or not. but sparring— might be nice. ]