sirenspull | fifth hunt ⇝ video/hologram/audio

[Dean's showing a different side of himself to the Port today with his charm full on in effect and no beer in his hand or irritated look on his face.

He's not usually on the network, and stays in his own circle but after a while of living off of hustling and bets on the side he's finally figured out if he wants perks he actually needs to get a job.]

Hey. My name is Dean Winchester, I don't make an appearance on this thing very often but I've been here for a few months and I've got the greeter gig so I might've run into some of you on the field once or twice before.

I'm lookin' for work. Somethin' that'll help me bring in the groceries and get somethin' nice for my apartment.

Let me know if you've got any positions available and we'll get t'know each other better.

[Dean goes to turn off his NV but winds up putting it on holo. You can see him sit down to eat some late night tacos and watch him fold his laundry. He starts in on cleaning his guns when he sees the light still blinking.]

-- How the hell?

[He picks up his phone and flips it open and closed a few times.]

Friggin' piece of crap.

[The rifling and attempts to turn it off go on for a few more minutes before the screen goes dark.]

Why couldn't this place leave my phone the way it was?

[The audio disconnects and the feed is completely gone.]

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Dad mentioned it.

I didn't put any serious thought into it 'cause it seemed like a fed gig.

I suppose that depends on who's doing the hiring.

[Crowley gives half a shrug.]

Most of the bounties placed seem to be sponsored by AGI or SERO, but I imagine some independent contractors need certain things taken care of.

[Crowley has been half tempted to set bounties on people he hates just for laughs, but spending money on stupid things is only reserved for Oriental rugs and food he doesn't need.]

Guess I'll check 'em out.

[But he still seems pretty unconvinced that it's his kind of thing.]

As you should. They pay well.

[Dean's about to hang up, satisfied with it, but he can't leave it there. He can't. He's a Winchester. 8(]

Why are you helping?

I'm a hell of a guy.

[Flippantly.

Also Castiel told him he had to try being nice or he was going to get super pissed off so Crowley is giving it a shot it is literally killing him inside ok.]

Sure.

[Dean's not buying it, but when it comes to demons he's dealt with you're still a lot easier to handle than the rest. He has to believe Cas wouldn't team up with a real threat.]

Your vocabulary is just as well-formed as when we last spoke, Dean.

Do keep eating those Wheaties.

Hey, screw you.

The only reason I haven't shot you full of salt yet is 'cause Cas swears by you.

I can't imagine why he would do such a silly thing as that.

[But hearing that confirmed seems to put a certain spark in Crowley's tone and a smirk on his lips.]

Salt tickles, by the way. You should save it for something more useful, like baking. Or killing cockroaches. Deer like salt licks, surely moose feel the same way, perhaps you should work out something for your vertically superior younger brother so he relaxes an inch or ten.

Keep on talkin' but we both know Cas wouldn't keep you around if you were a threat.

Oh, sweetheart, but Castiel keeps me around because I am who I am.

[He settles himself into his chair, posture relaxed, as he curls his fingers around the arms of his leather chair, grinning ever so slightly. Like the cat who just ate the canary and you can't do a damn thing about it.]

Sure, 'cause the guy's just crazy about demons.

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