( And lo, Dean did behold the most anime shit he's ever seen in his life — which is no small feat, considering the amount of Hentai he watches. This dude deadass splits his god damn motorcycle apart and he's dual wielding buzz saws.
He is, thusly, in fucking awe.
He glances from the buzz saws to his dinky little machete, then mumbles unhappily under his breath: )
Mustn't be afraid to dream a little bit bigger, darling.
( Except it's faintly mocking — self-directed. He can't believe he's been running his ass around in Purgatory off and on for over a year, and it has yet to occur to him to break out a god damn grenade launcher or something instead of a stupid machete. He could've been making motorcycle knives this whole time.
Whatever.
He scowls petulantly, then turns his attention back to Dante, doing his best to swallow the expression with... middling success. )
Look, this isn't- this is, like, the back yard part, okay? I have a bar. This- this was here when I got here. Shut up, don't judge me.
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He is, thusly, in fucking awe.
He glances from the buzz saws to his dinky little machete, then mumbles unhappily under his breath: )
Mustn't be afraid to dream a little bit bigger, darling.
( Except it's faintly mocking — self-directed. He can't believe he's been running his ass around in Purgatory off and on for over a year, and it has yet to occur to him to break out a god damn grenade launcher or something instead of a stupid machete. He could've been making motorcycle knives this whole time.
Whatever.
He scowls petulantly, then turns his attention back to Dante, doing his best to swallow the expression with... middling success. )
Look, this isn't- this is, like, the back yard part, okay? I have a bar. This- this was here when I got here. Shut up, don't judge me.