[ well this is downright hospitable, innit? john isn't used to being treated like a guest, especially not one who doesn't even have to put down the bad guys. well, yet. he rolls up his sleeves when he sees the soul at the gas station, starting a banishing spell when her gun goes off and he actually gasps, his eyes popping open wide. well, that's one way to do it. ]
I'm gonna have to get me one of those.
[ soft, he's quiet for the ride back, holding to the sides of the bike and not even commenting about riding bitch. there's something off about this whole thing, unnatural even moreso than most curses are. the trip back to the farmhouse goes by mostly in a blur for john, maybe that plane ride really had gotten to him. he's a bit listless a moment, but when she addresses him he smiles easily enough. ]
Load me up, luv. I could eat a sodding wagon wheel.
[ and there were a few of them around, actually, so don't tempt him. ]
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I'm gonna have to get me one of those.
[ soft, he's quiet for the ride back, holding to the sides of the bike and not even commenting about riding bitch. there's something off about this whole thing, unnatural even moreso than most curses are. the trip back to the farmhouse goes by mostly in a blur for john, maybe that plane ride really had gotten to him. he's a bit listless a moment, but when she addresses him he smiles easily enough. ]
Load me up, luv. I could eat a sodding wagon wheel.
[ and there were a few of them around, actually, so don't tempt him. ]