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Jul. 6th, 2010 06:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
uberboned[Gabriel is leaning back in his chair with his feet up on the desk, fiddling with a cassette tape and looking somewhere between bemused and contemplative.]
Well, gang. Looks like Dean Winchester's left the building. One less wayward soul someone's stuck redeeming, but speaking as someone who shoved that kid into the proverbial locker a few times for being a royal pain in the ass, he didn't need it. Oh sure. He made a couple of bad calls and he was a jackass with no respect for anything that didn't fit into his borderline microscopic worldview and, hell, half the time, he got on my last nerve, but... [He rolls his eyes. Yeah, he's not gonna fucking deliver Dean's goddamn eulogy here. That would be like he cares, which he surely does not. And it's not like he's been avoiding both Winchesters for awhile now. And oh yeah, JD and Max are gone too, which is a whole 'nother can of worms he doesn't wanna get into, and... You know what? This whole entry was a baaaad life choice.
He tosses the cassette behind him and breaks out into a nonchalant grin. Yep. He's fine.]
Oh well. Another one bites the dust, I guess.
[Private to Irene]
Soooo. Sparky. Let's talk.
Well, gang. Looks like Dean Winchester's left the building. One less wayward soul someone's stuck redeeming, but speaking as someone who shoved that kid into the proverbial locker a few times for being a royal pain in the ass, he didn't need it. Oh sure. He made a couple of bad calls and he was a jackass with no respect for anything that didn't fit into his borderline microscopic worldview and, hell, half the time, he got on my last nerve, but... [He rolls his eyes. Yeah, he's not gonna fucking deliver Dean's goddamn eulogy here. That would be like he cares, which he surely does not. And it's not like he's been avoiding both Winchesters for awhile now. And oh yeah, JD and Max are gone too, which is a whole 'nother can of worms he doesn't wanna get into, and... You know what? This whole entry was a baaaad life choice.
He tosses the cassette behind him and breaks out into a nonchalant grin. Yep. He's fine.]
Oh well. Another one bites the dust, I guess.
[Private to Irene]
Soooo. Sparky. Let's talk.
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Date: 2010-07-07 04:23 am (UTC)...He will say none of that.]
Not really. [A beat.] I mean, really? I spent two thousand years on earth. I like it there. Why would I wanna go crawling back to the rest of the Heavenly Assholes.
[Not that he can go back there either, but, uh, anyway. Cough.]
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Date: 2010-07-07 04:30 am (UTC)There's not a better place he could be. Only a worse one.
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Date: 2010-07-07 05:54 am (UTC)[She's...gonna regret saying that later.]
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:00 am (UTC).....What?
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Date: 2010-07-07 06:09 am (UTC)She scoffs, though mainly at herself.]
Maybe I'm just expecting too much. I mean you've been around how long? Pretty much everything gets boring after that long, huh?
[And yet she digs herself further into that hole.]
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