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[demon_knight]

[Public | Audio]

This doesn't sound like a demon I would know, so if there's gonna be something done about 'em. But I will remind you, I have done my time. I don't deserve to do it again.

[Private to Friends | Audio]

I'm sorry. My warden item is gone. I got a feelin' my key might be too if I'm stupid with it. [She's freaking out way more than she is letting on.]

[Private to Beatrix | Audio]

Look, I ain't your warden anymore. But we gotta stand together, right? We're both girls that grew up hard and I still got your back, warden or not.

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Private

[fuckingvisions]

Let me grab a few things and I'll be over directly. For now don't freak out yeah? There's enough people doin' that and I'm sure this is just a mistake.

[ God he hopes it is. He's grabbing up his journal full of demon info and the magic book because if he's right he doesn't want those too far away.]

Spam

[demon_knight]

[She's by her door with it open when he comes over, and at least she tries to calm down the horrible feeling in her gut.]

Spam

[fuckingvisions]

[ It took him about ten minutes because he not only got his stuff but took a moment to talk to Dean first. Jery's room was treated just like Dean's a quick knock before he turned the knob to make his way in, he had about six books in his hand, one being a leather journal on top the rest looked like old tomes. If anyone started looting he cared about these books.]

How you holdin' up darlin'? [ he asked as he looked to her before around the room.]

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[demon_knight]

I'm pissed off and feel helpless [she says bluntly] but when is that a surprise. Take a load off. [She closes the door.

Her room? Not so much the room of a hardened criminal. There are posters of the Eiffel Tower, the leaning tower of Pisa, the ruins in Athens, places she wanted to see. On the bed there's even a teddy bear (with a black cat curled in a ball and sleeping beside of it. It's the room of a young woman that didn't get to see much in her life, not until she hit the road.

She has two worn out looking chairs, but she still opts to sit on the edge of the bed.] Picked the right time to come back, didn't I?

Spam

[fuckingvisions]

Well then, first things first, try an' stop feelin' helpless. Bein' an inmate's not all that back. You've been in prison before right? This hell holes a lot better then any place I've been put away at before [ Doyle, jail cells in LA don't count as prison.] Well, when its not makin' us homicidal and it isn't. SO relax yeah? You're not alone which is already better then bein' alone.

[ He moved placing the books down before he look a seat, as he took in the posters. He remembered her asking about travel. He wondered idly if she was one of those small town types that never got to leave much.]

Funny how life gets you like that isn't it?

Spam

[demon_knight]

That's what's freakin' me out about it. Prison always felt like I'd never get out. I was this little black street girl that had nobody to speak up for her. And then when I did, I was indebted to somebody. Made me resent the fuck out of it.

[She sighs.] Yeah, I guess it is. [She stands up, and hugs him without thinking much about what's hanging around her neck, momentarily suspecting it can't harm anyone.]

Spam || Trigger warning; burn.

[fuckingvisions]

Well you ain't indebted t' me. Were friends as far as I'm concerned and friends look out for each other.

[ He spoke before he started to smile when she wrapped her arms around him, a moment later he was shoving her away a bit harder then he intended too pulling back himself back away at the same time, the smell of burned skin hit the air as his demon form hit the surface, his hand going to where the key had burned right through his shirt. Sometimes being half demon sucked so much.

He was grumbling some curses for a moment, because that never feels good. And he isn't big on burns.]

Spam

[demon_knight]

[She jumps back and covers her mouth] No! Doyle! I'm sorry I'm sorry! I didn't think it was workin'. [She takes it off and while not putting it down, at least puts it in her pocket.]

Spam

[fuckingvisions]

[ He kept a hand pushed against it despite that may not be wise with burns but well. He hates burns and it seemed the thing to do in that moment.] No, you didn't do it on purpose so no need to be apologizin', 'sides that could be good. It's still workin' if someone goes psycho and has demon blood you can knock them down a peg yeah?

Though, I gotta admit, I'd be pleased if it never touches me again. The key, not you. You're fine to. [ He spoke with a wave of the other hand. He's still in demon form but that's mostly in hopes the healing will kick in. He's much more at peace with this side of him then he was when he arrived.]

Spam

[demon_knight]

Yeah, I'd rather that too. The key. Not me. 'Cause I'm not worried about- [And then she realizes before she says something completely out of place, she should make up for that failing. She moves in to his side quickly, careful of the key in her pocket but means to lead him to sit down.]

Let me get you somethin' for that. I'm so sorry, Doyle. I know it was a mistake, but I shoulda been watchin'.

Spam

[fuckingvisions]

[ He didn't fight it, he moved to sit where she lead him looking up to her when she spoke before shaking his head a bit.] Don't worry 'bout it, it could be a good thin' and I ain't as breakable as I look. You were upset I don't blame you.

[ He offered her a weak smile then.] We're gonna need to figure out a plan in the mean while. [ He moved his hand so she could get to the burn incase she wanted, a nice key shaped burn through the white undershirt. It was like vamps with holywater, he never understood why it burned the clothes too.]