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asgardmeridiem2013-11-30 07:42 pm
mulletrock) wrote in asgardmeridiem2013-11-30 07:42 pm
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[closed] what'soever I feared has come to life.
Who: Dean Winchester and Katniss Everdeen
What: A lesson in weaponry. Talking. Getting to know each other.
When: Shortly after their conversation in Dean's voicemail.
Where: The woods near the Baldr district.
Warnings: TBD. Will update if necessary. For now, none.
[Dean was carrying a fully loaded pistol, his usual with the ivory grip, and another he'd emptied and was planning on taking apart. The clip to his gun wouldn't fit it. He wanted her to get used to carrying it first, then maybe he'd show her how to handle a fully loaded weapon.
He had to admit it was a little weird, that his name got around so much, but since she asked he had no problem with meeting her and at least getting a feel for her capabilities and why she really wanted to learn the art of bullets instead of bows.
True to his word, Dean manages to make it there in under an hour. He doesn't seem to be carrying anything, and that's good. If half the locals knew how often he was carrying and just how much they'd probably put him away. He was just good at hiding it. Hell, these days he even slept armed. With no sign of the girl, and no clue who he was supposed to be looking for he found himself at a clear disadvantage. She knew his name but he didn't know hers. He leans up against a tree and flips through his bracelet to kill time.]
What: A lesson in weaponry. Talking. Getting to know each other.
When: Shortly after their conversation in Dean's voicemail.
Where: The woods near the Baldr district.
Warnings: TBD. Will update if necessary. For now, none.
[Dean was carrying a fully loaded pistol, his usual with the ivory grip, and another he'd emptied and was planning on taking apart. The clip to his gun wouldn't fit it. He wanted her to get used to carrying it first, then maybe he'd show her how to handle a fully loaded weapon.
He had to admit it was a little weird, that his name got around so much, but since she asked he had no problem with meeting her and at least getting a feel for her capabilities and why she really wanted to learn the art of bullets instead of bows.
True to his word, Dean manages to make it there in under an hour. He doesn't seem to be carrying anything, and that's good. If half the locals knew how often he was carrying and just how much they'd probably put him away. He was just good at hiding it. Hell, these days he even slept armed. With no sign of the girl, and no clue who he was supposed to be looking for he found himself at a clear disadvantage. She knew his name but he didn't know hers. He leans up against a tree and flips through his bracelet to kill time.]