dudeimbatman | 51st Hunt [Video || Action] Call me the Hunter, that's how I got my fame

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51st Hunt [Video || Action] Call me the Hunter, that's how I got my fame

[Dean is mid fight and he's got a grin on his face. It's clear he's taken some of his own beatings today. He's got a knife in one hand and he's keeping his distance, lighter on his feet than most people would give him credit for. He waits, circling and watching before he darts in with the knife, dipping low to slice through the connecting tissue of the man's knee. The man stumbles, readjusting his weight and lunches at Dean, grabbing him by the hem of the plaid button down Dean is wearing open over his tee shirt. They grapple for a little while, the man leaning on Dean more than anything. He does get an elbow to the face before Dean pushes the guy off then drops back, giving him a chance to attempt to recover his balance. He's still grinning, hunched over in a defensive position before he lashes out again, nicking the man's main artery. The blood spurts out of his neck as he comes at Dean again, throwing an off balanced punch that makes Dean stumble and lands the man on the ground. He's losing blood fast as Dean leans over and wipes his knife on the guy's shirt. He pats the guy on the chest, dodging to avoid an exhausted, meaty, flailing fist then stands up and walks away.]

Dean Winchester. Bad ass since 1979

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[Dean looks skeptical because it's a squirrel but he's not going to look a gift horse in the mouth. He bends down and takes the water and bandages.]

Thanks Freaky little buddy.

[He sits down against a tree and starts bandaging some of the cuts and scrapes on his body]

Be careful, Dean.

Thanks, Menolly. You're not out here, right?

[Bobby's standing off to the side completely loaded up with weaponry.]

Got some shot guns and pistols with your name on 'em, kiddo. Not to mention a dagger or two.

[Dean goes over to Bobby and starts taking the weapons from him, loading up]

Thanks Bobby. [He checks the ammo on one of the pistols and then tucks it in the waistband of his pants] Seen Sam?

[He's really hoping his brother isn't in the middle of this.]

[Bobby hands everything off including a shoulder strip of bullets for the guns.]

Ain't been a Sam sighting. Count ourselves lucky on that one. You just take care of yourself in there, ya hear me?

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Dean...Christ, this curse...I swear, one of these days I'm gonna lead a coup against those fucking deities.

Just...keep kicking ass, okay? Stay alive...and try not to kill people who aren't trying to kill you. If this curse wears off tomorrow, they might not be happy.

[Hanna's just trying to keep calm, buuuut he's really having a hard time with this one. Hence, the text. He can't freak out on those who are fighting...

A little squirrel with water, food, and some artillery (rock salt, wrought iron, silver bullets) is heading your way.)

Working on it, Hanna. [he's grateful for the encouragement. It helps knowing there's people out there supporting him. He meets the squirrel, relieving him of his burden] This is gonna help. Thanks man.

[And he responds voice because texting is hard for Dean when he's not fighting for his life]

No problem. I'm rooting for you, man. I'll keep sending you stuff whenever you need something, okay?

...Is Sam in there with you? Or is he not in...wherever you are?

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Where?

[He takes a moment to consider Anna's question, judging the sun and the parts of the garden he does know]

Northwest side from what I can tell. If you're not already in here, stay home

[It's hard to tell with the canopy.]

Oh Hey. [And have a smirk back] Barrel of fun, can't you tell?

A ray of sunshine. [He sighs.] Is that the first one you've killed today?

Yeah. Woke up here.

Same thing here. You alright?

Down at the Welcome Center. Everybody's doin' it.

And this is your idea of a good time.

Yeah, I stop and I end up the dead one, Sammy.

Where are you?

I'm. Not cursed, assuming this is a curse. Is there any way out?

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s-sob I'm always late, so sorry ;;

No worries bb

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