text; un impala67

[venatoris]

i've got no idea if this place has as much of a boner for offing us as the last one, but judging from the looks of it, i'm gonna go with yeah.

that said, if you're in trouble and you need a Hunter to come help kick some ass, ping me. if i'm close, i'll come.

[ look how benevolent, this is character growth™.

and now for some private messages; ]


private to ou!sam, au!sam, and au!cas--

sam, sammy, cas - i found the cabin. it looks different, but i can tell its ours. it's up in some district called ache - the impala's here, and so's bones and mr. ed. let me know if you need a pickup.

private to wanda maximoff--

hey. can i ask you a huge favor?

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[venatoris]

Kinda, yeah. Working on perimeter work, setting up traps like you said, stuff like that. Wards, if we can.

Don't be surprised if there's three. It wouldn't shock me.

[threelayers]

I'd stock up on this incense crap the Disciples are shilling.
Try not to buy into the hype when you do.
Those guys are crazy as hell.

Not sure who'd honestly worship these monsters, but apparently some do.

Heh. Thankfully I'm one of a kind.
Not too many pink-haired murder hobos with umbrellas out there.
The world's better off keeping me to one.

[venatoris]

Incense was a big deal in Deerington, right? Think I heard that somewhere.

Pink haired murder hobo, huh?

[threelayers]

Big deal during October, and this town's like October lite, so yeah.
You can probably find some of it in Cassandra, even if I hate that place already.

Heh, well go the pink hair.
Definitely lived plenty as a bum.
And I do what I'm good at.

So Pink haired murder hobo it is.

[Honestly, only she could find it funny that she legitimately matched that description.]