( A second or two after Lucifer casts bless, there are two noises in rapid succeession. Both of them from Dean. The first, a triumphant sounding: )
HA!
( And then, a second later, a disgruntled, vaguely annoyed: )
Eeeewwww.
( The latter is not disgust about the spider guts for once. He appears shortly thereafter at the top of the stairs, his sword hanging limply from one hand, hair in disarray, clothes absolutely spattered with bug gore. He descends them one bow-legged heel-first stomp at a time, frowning unhappily at Lucifer. )
Did you magic me? I feel- like- spiritually tainted with your musk, or something.
( That is the most accurate, grossest way he knows how to describe the sensation. )
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HA!
( And then, a second later, a disgruntled, vaguely annoyed: )
Eeeewwww.
( The latter is not disgust about the spider guts for once. He appears shortly thereafter at the top of the stairs, his sword hanging limply from one hand, hair in disarray, clothes absolutely spattered with bug gore. He descends them one bow-legged heel-first stomp at a time, frowning unhappily at Lucifer. )
Did you magic me? I feel- like- spiritually tainted with your musk, or something.
( That is the most accurate, grossest way he knows how to describe the sensation. )