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[ the video reveals an older man, thin nearly to the point of being skeletal, dressed sharply in a black suit and with his black hair slicked back. he's sitting neatly on a bench somewhere under a street-light, surrounded by the darkness. he seems comfortable enough with it, though-- it suits him.

there's a silver-headed cane propped against the bench beside him, a drink in a paper cup next to his thigh, and he's balling up the foil from what looks to have been some kind of chili-dog. there's no telling how his device is propped up, because it simply seems to be hovering in the air.

he finally glances up at it, black eyes strange and somehow terrifying despite his relatively harmless appearance and mild expression. long fingers curl around the cup and he takes a sip through the straw before seeming to settle on what he wants to say, his words deliberate and tone even, hinting at no particular emotion beyond perhaps the faintest trace of annoyance. ]

Well. So much for the star that I was rather occupied with. How is it I wind up on this dismal little planet so often.

[ he licks his thumb, setting aside the foil. ]

I suppose I could blame it on a certain significant other--[ chuck, he's looking at you. 8| ]--being rather himself. Or the Winchesters, perhaps, given their remarkable lack of self-preservation as a family. Or the little winged children bickering so much.

[ a pause, gaze lifting again, intense and disturbing. ]

Well. Shall we all coexist peacefully, then, or will I need to turn someone over my knee?

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You can say it, Ellen. My name in your language is 'Death'.

[ his mouth curves ever-so-slightly. on anyone else, it might look amused-- on death, it seems emotionless. ]

You must understand, of course, that my Reapers were rather glad to have me back.

[Only years of knowing not to show fear keeps her calm. The Horseman. She dealt with one and nearly killed her daughter and almost got killed.

Still, she clenches her hands off screen. Because... she isn't stupid.]

Wouldn't know. I wasn't around.

I realize. [ though he's more intrigued than annoyed this time that people his reapers have claimed have arrived here, seemingly perfectly alive. what an interesting reality this is, after all. ] Take comfort in the fact that I've no cause to reap you again here. Besides, it would be pointless-- this reality would only revive you.