Deer Country Inbox

[demonicbeauty]

State your business with Ariadne...

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[demonicbeauty]

I...I know.

[A deep breath.]

It was out-of-character.

[venatoris]

Yeah, that's not like Sam. He doesn't usually go trolling for sex.

I used to, but that was me. Not him.

[demonicbeauty]

[How much should she say about Sam? Probably not too much. He seems to have a bit of stress to deal with, at the moment.]

Well. I’m sorry Cas hasn’t noticed.

That you “used to,” I mean.

[venatoris]

He's...

He's been through a lot. He used to have a lot more power but he lost it. It really messed him up.

[demonicbeauty]

That's no excuse for betraying your trust.

[venatoris]

It's okay. I was mad, but I'm not anymore. We fixed it.

[demonicbeauty]

I'm glad for that.

Making connections is hard enough with...everything. We have to treasure the ones we have.

[venatoris]

He's important to me.

I mean...I was mad enough to leave for a few days, but it sucked. It really sucked. I didn't like that.

[demonicbeauty]

Of course you didn't.

Love means you don't enjoy being apart. That's how it works, isn't it?

[venatoris]

Yeah, I guess..

[ Wait. What did he just admit. ]

I mean--in general. I don't like fighting with Cas anymore. We fought a lot back home, it's exhausting.

[demonicbeauty]

[She may not be smart, but she isn't dumb. Ariadne smiles. Just a little.]

Exactly. In general.

[venatoris]

Yeah. In general.

Anyway.

How are you doing?

[demonicbeauty]

Oh. Well. The garden's coming along quite nicely.

[And a million things are going wrong between Anakin and Sam...]

[venatoris]

That's not you Ariadne. How are you doing?

Shitty, or only sorta shitty? Anakin leaving you the fuck alone?

[demonicbeauty]

Really, everyone's just telling me to stay out of his sight.

[She shakes her head.]

No good ever came out of isolating someone.

[venatoris]

Mmm, no. Sitting around at home or worrying about staying away from him every time you leave isn't gonna do you any good.

Want me to kill him?

[demonicbeauty]

What?! No!

[Seriously, Dean?]

No good ever came out of killing someone either!

[venatoris]

Eeh...debateable.

But I won't if you don't want me to.

[demonicbeauty]

Please do not kill anyone on my behalf.

Or...at all. If you can avoid it.

[venatoris]

Don't worry, I'm not gonna go on a murder spree, I promise.

[demonicbeauty]

I appreciate that, Dean. Murder's no good.

[venatoris]

Eeeh, again, debatable. But I'm not really in the mood for it.

[demonicbeauty]

[She shakes her head, but still manages to smile.]

And what are you in the mood for?

[venatoris]

[ Sex, drugs, rock 'n roll. ]

A hamburger.

[demonicbeauty]

We really need some good restaurants here, don't we?