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sirenspull2012-06-26 12:07 am
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[Anna is, despite the late hour and gruesome noises wafting in as background ambiance, wandering about the city. Deep in the city, in what looks like the slums. Dirty, and not just from the Darkness curling in every nook and cranny. It's filthy for other reasons, decaying with a lack of TLC, underpopulated by the rich and overpopulated by the poor.
There was blood running from her nose, and even a quick wipe to it does little to stem the admittedly slowing flow. She looks pale, more so than usual, tired, dizzy. Even a bit green around the gills, so to speak. Like she's uneasy on her own footing.]
Again? [......]
This place is disgusting. [She doesn't sound malicious, irritated, or anything of the like. Just .. tired.] This city is no different from anywhere else on Earth. The poor are always left to rot in their misfortune, while the rich sit on high and turn a blind eye.
[She lifts an arm, the force of her Grace extending, wiping a creature to roadkill instantly. Even if she staggers in the wake of it. A moment later, after she's composed herself, she shuts the feed off.]
[[ooc: So Anna's been canon-updated again! This time, taken from The Song Remains the Same, just after having landed in the past. So she's ... a little worse for wear. Determined, but really weak. Good thing Sam ain't around right now! 8D]]
There was blood running from her nose, and even a quick wipe to it does little to stem the admittedly slowing flow. She looks pale, more so than usual, tired, dizzy. Even a bit green around the gills, so to speak. Like she's uneasy on her own footing.]
Again? [......]
This place is disgusting. [She doesn't sound malicious, irritated, or anything of the like. Just .. tired.] This city is no different from anywhere else on Earth. The poor are always left to rot in their misfortune, while the rich sit on high and turn a blind eye.
[She lifts an arm, the force of her Grace extending, wiping a creature to roadkill instantly. Even if she staggers in the wake of it. A moment later, after she's composed herself, she shuts the feed off.]
[[ooc: So Anna's been canon-updated again! This time, taken from The Song Remains the Same, just after having landed in the past. So she's ... a little worse for wear. Determined, but really weak. Good thing Sam ain't around right now! 8D]]
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[He might've read some of the feed with Jinx. She said the bloody nose wasn't from home and that raises some concerns.]
Sam left. [It's hard for him to say, but he says it.] Hopefully to somethin' a lot better than gorging himself on demon blood and goin' toe to toe with Lucifer.
Mom and Ben are in the other room sleeping. Dad's probably at work.
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[..Sam left. Well, whether or not he's gone home is irrelevant. She knows well enough by now that following him is out of the question, and her own life? At a stand still. She can finish the job when she goes back. For now.. Well, if Lucifer was still here (her fear of him completely reinstated), then at least he was as far away from Sam as can be.]
Don't bet on it. [Sam's fate, she means.]
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[Ouch. That wasn't good. He thought Anna got off free. What the hell happened to her?
The next thing she says is enough to get the hair on the back of his neck standing.]
You don't know that. There's gotta be some way me and Sam can make it out of this without him havin' to hit the pipe.
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[She knows Dean won't want to hear it, that of course he'll want to care for his brother. At least they know they're each other's greatest weakness.]
There are ways... [She sighs slightly, as if tired.] Just not here.
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[Dean sighs deep through his nose.]
I'm sorry.
[He'll leave it there. He doesn't want to hear about it and there's not much he can say.]
While we're here that's not an issue. This place doesn't work like home does. It's like a weird ass vacation.
[But now Dean can't help worry about the Sam he left in the dust back home.]