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fandomhigh2013-07-17 09:31 am
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Hunting 102, Wednesday
It was just Dean in front of the class today, looking deeply annoyed by the lack his hulking brother's presence. But hey, on the plus side, he didn't look short today.
"So, my brother is a freakin' dog because this island is messed up," Dean said with a huff. "Because if that, class today is gonna be quick and painless. Topic is..."
He had to look down at a weathered old journal to pick something easy enough. "...tricksters. Usually they're some old god or Demi-god with a yen for punishing humans. Just desserts, it's called. All your dirty little secrets are fair game to 'em to pick the kind of death that's supposedly poetic."
Excuse Dean while he rolled his eyes.
"Ganking one... Uh. Don't? Stay the hell away from 'em. They're called gods for a reason, you know." Not that it stopped the Winchesters. "But, if you're forced into it, a wooden stake. Wood might need to be specific to the god, though. Also, they tend to cheat death, so don't be so convinced they've kicked the bucket."
Especially if they ended up being a freaking archangel.
"Yeah. So, you can hang out here if you want. It's air conditioned at least."
Best teacher ever. Look at that level of concern for your education.
"So, my brother is a freakin' dog because this island is messed up," Dean said with a huff. "Because if that, class today is gonna be quick and painless. Topic is..."
He had to look down at a weathered old journal to pick something easy enough. "...tricksters. Usually they're some old god or Demi-god with a yen for punishing humans. Just desserts, it's called. All your dirty little secrets are fair game to 'em to pick the kind of death that's supposedly poetic."
Excuse Dean while he rolled his eyes.
"Ganking one... Uh. Don't? Stay the hell away from 'em. They're called gods for a reason, you know." Not that it stopped the Winchesters. "But, if you're forced into it, a wooden stake. Wood might need to be specific to the god, though. Also, they tend to cheat death, so don't be so convinced they've kicked the bucket."
Especially if they ended up being a freaking archangel.
"Yeah. So, you can hang out here if you want. It's air conditioned at least."
Best teacher ever. Look at that level of concern for your education.
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