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AND ... BREAK.

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[iusti]

[ She's a whole lotta crazy for something so tiny. Dean doesn't get it. Sam thinks it's hilarious when she threatens him. Practically bursts into hysterics watching Dean having to work to redeem himself. Not that he actively tries. He gave up the fourth time around. Now he just glares or rolls his eyes. He can't figure out if he likes her or hates her. It's confusing.

He likes the brunette though. She's hot. Doesn't actively threaten to remove body parts like a mini Hannibal. Wasn't like he was shoving the gun in her face anymore. Everyone here was so damn touchy. ]

For someone so pissed at me you're awful interested in my dick, sweetheart.

[ He smiles because he's pretty sure she's seconds from trying to kill him. He'll go a few rounds if she really wants. Sam hits him in the chest with an open handed slap and gives him a look. ]

[laywaste]

[Oh she's totally seconds away from trying to kill him. Her lips press into a thin smirk as she turns back to face him again, one of her knives balancing delicately between her fingers.]

Let's just say it takes a really special brand of douchebag to make me want to castrate them, and I want them to have something to remember me by.

[She should really just hang them all on her wall, but that requires living somewhere with ... actual walls. Not in her car.]

[iusti]

[ Dean instinctively reaches down to cover his crotch. He looks at Sam who really has no idea how to handle this. He just smiles and looks away from Dean. Dean frowns and shifts uncomfortably in his chair. The idea of her castrating him if still pretty scary. ]

There's something mentally wrong with you.

[ She's got serious impulse control issues. Which is pot calling the kettle black really. Dean has the exact same problem. ]

Why're you so pissed?

[laywaste]

[She makes a face before tipping her head towards Bo.]

Baby Fae here may not remember what it's like when the world knew we were out there but I do. And I really, really don't like hunters. Especially hunters famous enough that beings more powerful than me are shitting themselves over you being around.

[Her tone indicates that she thinks it's ridiculous. They didn't really seem like much. She could probably - literally - eat them for breakfast.]

I gotta say - seeing you in person is actually a little disappointing.

[iusti]

That's cause I'm damn good at my job, sweetheart. They're scared cause they're smart. If you were smart you'd be scared too.

[ Sam reaches out and gives Dean a solid smack to the shoulder. He's playing with fire by pissing her off and Sam knows that. Sam's smarter. He prefers finesse whereas Dean is all mouth and irritation. Dean thinks Sam's method is stupid and just not worth it. ]

Yeah well I'm bettin' you're not a natural blonde. We all have disappointments in life, lady.

[laywaste]

[There's a sly smirk that crosses her face, and she leans forward in her chair, meeting his eyes.]

Kid, you are a literal smorgasbord of doubt and paranoia. As far as I'm concerned, you're an all-you-can-eat buffet, and I don't even have to touch you to do it.

[She grins.]

Wanna see?

["Tamsin!" comes from Bo, and Tamsin rolls her eyes.]

What, it could be fun.