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Post by bluejayden on May 26, 2013 20:11:41 GMT -5
??!? something about supernatural lets go
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Post by keesdrinkspeach on May 26, 2013 20:22:21 GMT -5
Dean walks up to the large building. A school just for monsters? Tat seemed unlikely to Dean, but he decided that it needed to be checked out anyways. he couldn't actually go in the school, but he could get a quick look around the grounds to see if there was anything suspicious. He stopped under a tree, just to scan the place before going further.
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Post by bluejayden on May 26, 2013 20:32:43 GMT -5
After what he deemed a horrible day, Charlie decided he just needed to stretch his wings. He took the time between the end of classes and lights out and walked towards the front entrance. He spent the time pondering his homework, till he slipped out the front doors and into the cool night's fading light. He did, in fact, stretch his wings to their full length, throwing his arms up into the air, whole body quivering. It was then he heard a immaterial rustle from slightly to his right. He steadied his breathing and looked towards the source of the sound.
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Post by keesdrinkspeach on May 26, 2013 20:40:34 GMT -5
Dean's eyes when wide when the young boy spread his giant wings. By the time the boy looked his way he'd squared himself up and pulled out his gun. "What are you?" He said harshly. "What is this place? Are they training you to kill hunters?"
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Post by bluejayden on May 26, 2013 20:48:40 GMT -5
He didn't expect anyone to jump out, despite the sound. When the taller, generally more larger man made himself visible, he did jump and even fluttered a little, and landed in a defensive position. He replied to the speaker, "Uh," he stuttered, "I don't know! What are hunters?" in a panicked voice.
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Post by keesdrinkspeach on May 26, 2013 20:56:14 GMT -5
Dean was still suspicious, but he knew when someone had no clue what was going on. He decided to take a slightly different approach. "Okay look, I'm a hunter. I kill monsters that hurt humans. I was told that this place is like a school for anything that goes bump in the night. You're not like any monster I've ever heard of though, so I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt. What is this place. Exactly. Textbook definition, you understand me?"
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Post by bluejayden on May 26, 2013 21:04:03 GMT -5
Well, at least Charlie could say he knows how it feels to be interrogated at gunpoint. "It's a school for outcasts," he managed to blurt out, "I suppose it's so the pupils don't hurt others." He hoped that was textbook enough.
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Post by keesdrinkspeach on May 26, 2013 21:09:08 GMT -5
Dean scoffed. "Outcasts are nerds with acne who read math textbooks in their spare time, you have WINGS."
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Post by bluejayden on May 26, 2013 21:16:12 GMT -5
"Yeah, it's sort of something I can't control," he replied in a rare bout of sarcasm. "Um, maybe perhaps you could put your gun down? Or not point it at me? Please," he added as an afterthought.
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Post by keesdrinkspeach on May 26, 2013 21:27:51 GMT -5
Dean considered it for a moment before lowering his gun. He didn't put it away though, he still held it loosely in his hand just in case. "Okay so what, everyone here is just some kind of super freak? Because i swear to God if there is a single monster in there I will gank that son of a bitch faster than you can spread your wings, bird boy."
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Post by bluejayden on May 26, 2013 21:37:10 GMT -5
"I wouldn't exactly say everyone is a freak," said the aforementioned bird boy. "That is not a very nice thing to call someone." He relaxed now that he wasn't looking down the barrel of a gun. "And, um, I don't see the problem if you think they're a monster if they're not hurting anyone."
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Post by keesdrinkspeach on May 26, 2013 21:40:03 GMT -5
Dean rolled his eyes. "Look kid, do I need to be worried or not?! Could anyone in this place potentially end up being my problem or can I go home?!"
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Post by bluejayden on May 26, 2013 21:46:26 GMT -5
"I don't think so? I wouldn't be worried, but I really haven't seen all of the school yet so..." He pauses, "I'm sorry." He takes a moment to glance at the gun, "Don't worry," and with that he finishes his ramble.
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Post by keesdrinkspeach on May 26, 2013 21:54:23 GMT -5
Dean sighed, exasperated by this awkward teen-boy-thing. "Fine. I'm leaving." He said like the grumpy old man he was turning into as he walked back in the direction he'd come from, putting his gun back in it's spot between his jeans and his lower back.
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