( He affirms brusquely, and pushes off of the bar to stride forward toward the circle. Two, three, four seconds pass while he concentrates — and then quite suddenly, it's there. A chair in the center of the devil's trap, and a person strapped to it. Hands bound to the chair arms, eyes black, staring up at Nadine with a sneer. It's a man, blonde, scruffy. Denim-clad. Maybe he reminds her of something — maybe the Horizon pulls it from her, or maybe it's sheer coincidence.
Generic, unnamed demon number three. A template amalgamation of every low-level demon Dean's ever dispatched — and he's dispatched a lot of them.
"Aw, cute. What is this? Hunting lessons for your slut? I'm quaking in my boots."
Dean ignores it. )
You got three main tools in your kit for dealing with demons. Holy water, salt, and the piece de resistance: exorcism.
( Let's start with the former.
He holds out a flask of holy water. The moment it comes in contact with the demon, it'll start to smoke, to burn, flesh will sizzle, and that thing'll start screaming — probably cursing her out toes to nose. )
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( He affirms brusquely, and pushes off of the bar to stride forward toward the circle. Two, three, four seconds pass while he concentrates — and then quite suddenly, it's there. A chair in the center of the devil's trap, and a person strapped to it. Hands bound to the chair arms, eyes black, staring up at Nadine with a sneer. It's a man, blonde, scruffy. Denim-clad. Maybe he reminds her of something — maybe the Horizon pulls it from her, or maybe it's sheer coincidence.
Generic, unnamed demon number three. A template amalgamation of every low-level demon Dean's ever dispatched — and he's dispatched a lot of them.
"Aw, cute. What is this? Hunting lessons for your slut? I'm quaking in my boots."
Dean ignores it. )
You got three main tools in your kit for dealing with demons. Holy water, salt, and the piece de resistance: exorcism.
( Let's start with the former.
He holds out a flask of holy water. The moment it comes in contact with the demon, it'll start to smoke, to burn, flesh will sizzle, and that thing'll start screaming — probably cursing her out toes to nose. )