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[ofthursday]

[The feed crackles on in the Darkness, the usual growls and other eerie noises of night at Siren's Port conspicuously absent in the area. It takes a moment for Castiel's image to become clear on the screen, almost melding out of the dark, expression smoothly neutral except for the faint hint of a smirk that looks completely out of place on his usually serious face.

His eyes are dark in the dim lighting, endless and like staring into an abyss, and even across the electronic feed the sense of wrongness is readily apparent.]

So I find myself here once more.

[His voice is soft, calm, almost uncaring, as if showing up in the Port again is a curiosity and nothing more. Then he smiles.]

It seems a good place to begin.

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[mulletrock]

And what if I don't?

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[ofthursday]

Then I will have to eliminate the opposition you pose.

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[mulletrock]

Eleminate the- What's that supposed to mean?

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[ofthursday]

Stand in my path, and I'll remove you. You are capable of understanding that.

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[mulletrock]

If you don't get outta your own way, Crowley's gonna axe you.

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[ofthursday]

I don't fear Crowley. I don't fear anyone anymore.

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[mulletrock]

It's not about fear, dude, it's about self-preservation.

I don't know what kind of power trip you're on but I don't want you getting hurt.

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[ofthursday]

[He gives a small, humorless smile.]

Nothing can hurt me, though I have no doubt you'll try.

[Why would it be any different than at home? Of course this Dean will try to stop him too.]

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[mulletrock]

Get your head outta your ass. If I wanted you dead I wouldn't have to go very far. Offer's to team up have already been dished.

You might be too far gone to realize what you've got but I don't wanna sit by and watch you waste it.

You helped Sam when he needed it here, maybe I can help you.

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[ofthursday]

I gave you a chance to help me, and you refused. You would not even consider it, and declared us enemies, and it turned out I was right all along.

[His eyes darken, going colder again.]

I have nothing, here or there. So I'm going to make something.

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[mulletrock]

We all make stupid choices, dude.

Mine was selling my soul so I could bring back Sam.

Who the hell knows, maybe I was supposed to. If I had a chance to do it again I know I would. Maybe your screw up means something too.

Sure hope so, 'cause your boyfriend wants you in a pine box and you're pushin' away everyone else who gives a damn.

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[ofthursday]

This is for the best, Dean. This is what I'm supposed to do.

Everyone else turned on me, not the other way around.

[He's not going to consider that this is the wrong thing to do, or that this situation is different and people might genuinely want to help him--that Dean might genuinely want to. The bitterness from home is too strong, and he doesn't need or want anyone anymore.]

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[mulletrock]

Uh-huh.

We'll see if you'll be sayin' that after this all blows over.

[Dean's had enough. He just hangs up.]