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OOC, SO I wrote this long reply and the email vanished...comp has been a jerk today. Not ever loving my 2nd version as much when it comes to rewrites but it must be done... IC Halbrek took the Napkin

“Where I come from not all of them do. It’s…” Cordelia began deciding on the best way of explaining the nature of vampires as they were back home. “When someone is turned or sired the demon

"Don't all vampires have souls?" Silly thing to focus on, but it was about the only thing of what Cordelia had said that Halbrek could at all relate to or follow. Even the demonic stuff she spoke of

“Last time I thought I was supposed to play a bigger role in the grand scheme of things…I got my body hijacked by some higher whatever so it could give birth to itself and landed in a mystical

Halbrek's front teeth nipped at her lip when Cordelia spoke of the feelings she had surrounding her vision and how they differed from her usual experiences. "Perhaps in this case you are expected to

“Where I came from one of my closest friends was a green demon with tiny horns who used to own this karaoke bar he named Caritas. But anyway, he had this gift where he could read the ‘people’

Castiel happily focused on the meal selected for him through Halbrek's greater wisdom but perked up once more when Cordelia reassured him. Sam Winchester was a nice enough guy but always teased him

"Well that depends on if you consider Lucifer to be the first demon or not," Halbrek said thoughtfully in reply to Cordelia's question about Eve. "Because he's far older than humanity." "I tend to

“Right. Sorry. I kind of always tend to get those two a bit mixed up somehow.” Cordelia had a feeling this was one of those visions that wouldn’t let her mind rest until it was resolved somehow.

"Please! Please, please don't refer to a stupid film rather than the original 18th century?story of the headless horseman." Why did the youth of today only study T.V? Why?" She cast a woeful look

Another time and place Dean would have attacked Halbrek. She was clearly not human, the whole floating thing gave that away and in his experience anything that was not human was a danger. But Dean was

Halbrek rested her chin on a fist, expression thoughtful. "I'd say before the civil war. Probably revolutionary," she told Cordelia when she brought up the troublesome horseman. Giving a faint smile

Cordelia picked up a menu trying not to think too much on the subjects of desserts at this point. Maybe later. She wasn’t entirely opposed to the idea, just the calories that came with it. Hazel

Halbrek chuckled softly in answer to Dean's first?question. Sighing she gave her head a slight shake. "Unfortunately not. I'm not saying every good and bad will be wise enough to fight together. That

Dean, a little annoyed about the absence of pie, (how can any half-decent cafe or restaurant be out of pie?), he placated his stomach with a jumbo sized burger they cunningly entitled 'The King

The walls here and the people made the building feel stifling for the demoness, and she had to struggle briefly against momentary clusterfobia. She didn't generally go into places like this so had to

Cordelia led the others into the diner making her way to a corner booth where they could have a bit more privacy than being out in the middle of everyone else. Though this place wasn’t particularly

"I hope not," Halbrek said when Dean asked if pink unicorns were real. "You believe in demons. You were in hell. But you're telling me you don't believe in angels? Come on. You've got to be a smart

"Cordelia...you want to take him to McDonalds or Burger President or whatever it's called?" > > >>>>> If Dean were a dog, his ears would have pricked up on hearing this. It felt like he had not tasted

Halbrek was torn. On one hand she wanted to stay here and attend to some business considering the fleeting demon signature she had noticed here. The one who'd had nothing to do with any of this and