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[demonicbeauty]

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This is an open post for PSLs, memes, and other musebox shenanigans. Interested in threading something out with Ariadne? Feel free to drop a starter here.

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[demonicbeauty]

"No, no," she shook her head. "I know that part."

She did. And she was grateful--so very, very grateful--for his kindness and generosity. But she couldn't depend on it forever.

That wouldn't be fair to him.

Ariadne sighed. "I don't know how I'm going to fit into this world," she said. "I've been a prisoner the entire time. And I don't think there's a way for me to go home again. I know...I have to go forward. But there's so much to learn and I..."

Well, she didn't have anyone. She didn't even know anyone, beside her former master and Dean.

i can't remember what canonpoint i picked for him so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[venatoris]

"There might be a way for you to go back," he says, tapping the wheel with his fingertips.

"Sam and I...we deal a lot with weird stuff. Kind of experts at it, really. And hell, the bunker has a ton of stuff we haven't even catalogued yet. There's gotta be something there, right?"

[demonicbeauty]

She honestly didn't know. Back home, she could have predicted the probabilities of a perfect possible future. And no matter how narrow the margin, she would have believed it was do-able.

But here?

She still didn't even know what a McDonald's was.

"I don't know," she said. "It's possible but...I don't want to be a burden on you. You've already done so much."

[venatoris]

"Well.."

He chuckles as they inch forward.

"It's kinda what we do, me and my brother. Hunt monsters and save people, help them however we can. So it isn't a burden. At all."

[demonicbeauty]

"Monsters?"

She did her best to school her features, to remain as neutral as possible. But she was more than a year out of practice. So her eyes widened just a little bit.

Of course, Ariadne knew who the monster was: Her former master. He was the one who had kidnapped her, locked her in a room, and used her hair for the-gods-knew-what (probably to hurt people). That was, in so many ways, the very definition of monster. The problem was, not everyone saw it that way.

And there were more than a few people who judged a monster based on sight.

Ariadne was a natural at hiding her visage. But even she wasn't perfect. If she stayed with Dean for any length of time...he would see.

Would he call her a monster, then?

[venatoris]

"Yeah, monsters. Stuff that kills people, tries to hurt them, eat them. Bad things, evil things."

He'll probably freak out, but you know. As long as you don't eat people, they'll be a-okay.

[demonicbeauty]

"I don't do any of that." She said it very quickly, more or less without thinking. But it was just so important to her, to let him know that she wasn't dangerous. That she wasn't a monster. So the words just kind of tumbled out before she could stop herself or think twice.

And then, chagrined, she put her hands over her mouth and eyes.

[venatoris]

He gives her a bit of a funny look, tipping his head as he pulls to the first window and passes over a twenty to pay.

"I didn't think you did. You alright over there?"

[demonicbeauty]

"No, not really."

It was perhaps the most honest thing she'd ever said. Not only to another person, but to herself as well. Because she simply wasn't doing well. She was better than she had been, in the sense that she was free and with a nice man and actually going to eat something for a change.

But all the rest of it was just...a lot.

Scrubbing her face, she lowered her hands, looking at him with her wide, gray eyes. "But you give me hope. If other Humans are as kind as you are, then maybe this world is...going to be all right."