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[hopeitsworthit]

Sammy was right, Dean really needed to get out. He is especially glad he decided to get out when he nails another one of the bunnies with his Winchester shotgun. What can he say, it's a guy thing.

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[gavemea_45]

"Feeling better?"

At least Sam waits until the gun's not loaded. Right?

[hopeitsworthit]

Dean can't hear him due to the head phones that run from the CD player in his pocket to his ears. It's very loud. It sounds like Metallica.

[gavemea_45]

That's not a surprise.

Sam thinks, one day, he might switch the CD out, on the off chance that Dean wouldn't notice before he started it up. Something classical, maybe.

Although he'd definitely want to be around for that.

For now, though, he just pulls the headphones out of their jack. Carefully, of course.

[hopeitsworthit]

"What the fu--" he turns to see his brother and removes the headphones. "That was a very dangerous move, Sammy."

[gavemea_45]

"So was hunting with earphones on." Sam shrugs. "Didn't you tell me that once?"

[hopeitsworthit]

"I'm sure I did. But I know what I'm doing. You...were young. When did I say that?" He looks confused.

[gavemea_45]

"And yet someone could still have gotten a gun cocked and up against your head without you hearing any of it," Sam says. "I was nine. We were doing target practice, and I had a Walkman on, and when you found me you told me I'd better turn it off and put it away before Dad found me and went ballistic."

[saionjisenpai.livejournal.com]

There's a teenaged boy with long green hair moving around in the rose garden; when the gun fires, his head jerks up and towards the noise.

[hopeitsworthit]

Dean doesn't notice him, he is distracted by both the re-loading of his gun and by the headphones pumping Metallica into his ears.

[saionjisenpai.livejournal.com]

"You're hunting?" Saionji calls out. It's sort of an obvious thing to ask, but where he comes from, people... don't. It's more of an interested observation.

He would probably have yelled louder if he knew about the Metallica.

[hopeitsworthit]

Good Idea. Dean still can't hear him. He likes his mullet rock really loud.

[saionjisenpai.livejournal.com]

Saionji assumes the man is either rude or doesn't speak Japanese, and shrugs. He goes back to what he was doing.

[hopeitsworthit]

Perhaps another time, when Dean is not ruining his hearing with heavy metal and splattering the guts of demonic bunnies all over the green grass.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Just so long as he doesn't accidently hit the woman in the trees everything should be fine. Even if he was aiming for her though she would be tough to hit. With all the jumping, summer saulting, and other various manuevers she is performing she isn't in one place for very long.

[hopeitsworthit]

He sees her and takes off his headphones, lowering his shotgun. "Some nice moves you got there," he calls out to her.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

It was hard to miss the gunshots so she isn't really all that suprised by the voice. After a few moves she lands next to him, "Thanks. You are have bad with that."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Well, let's of practice." He grins smugly.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Amanda laughs, "I can see that. Me too. With the acrobatics at least. I don't really like guns. Suppose I don't have much need of them."

[hopeitsworthit]

"Well," he holds his shotgun lovingly, "always helps me out in a jam."

[true-desire.livejournal.com]

Desire appears outside, wearing what look to be expensive sunglasses -- and why not? It's a lovely day. Hands tucked in either front pocket of the dark jeans Desire's sporting, the Endless saunters up next to Dean and watches the sport.

[hopeitsworthit]

Without looking over, he takes off his headphones and proceeds to reload his gun. "Not safe to sneak up on people. Especially when they're armed."

[true-desire.livejournal.com]

"I'm not worried." Desire points, indicating each of the spots of red fur in the grass. "First, you seem a competent enough marksman. Second, I'm not blood red."

[hopeitsworthit]

He looks over at the Sam-shaped man. "I'm not entirely sure what you are."

[true-desire.livejournal.com]

"Well. I'm just Desire." He grins, tilting the shades down to glance over them at Dean. "But I'm tempted to ask what you think."

[hopeitsworthit]

"I'm thinkin' you ain't exactly human. And you keep callin' yourself Desire, so...you want to explain exactly what you mean?" He eyes the man, not able to look at him for too long, seeing an all too familiar resemblance in him.