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The touching story of a boy and his car. [Open]
He heard something about the hangar on the comms, and about ships there. Could there be vehicles? Dean made his way there with some hope and trepidation. He glanced around, and then he spied a familiar tire wheel. And that shape under the tarp, could it? He whipped it off, and then a large grin just about split his face.
"Oh baby have I missed you." He rubbed his hand over her hood, and gave the Impala an affectionate pat before fishing his keys out of the plantsuit pocket. He got inside, and shut the door before starting her engine. Man, he never thought he'd hear the purr from her 427 engine again. It had to be one of the sweetest sounds he's heard since he got here. He revved the engine a little with gentle pressure on the accelerator, before putting his foot on the brake again. He then switched the engine off, and relaxed in his seat.
He was going to ride her in a little bit, but he wanted to do an inventory check. He got up, and went to check the hood, everything looked good there. Then the trunk. Oh yeah, got the arsenal right here. Even a few EMF detectors, rock salt, and good, some holy water. Might come in handy. He had one weapon with him, but now he could feel a little more prepared. Still had to get that phaser back to Worf too. Especially now he had all this. He flipped on the detector, and his face immediately frowned when there was a small reaction.
"Awww, come on! Ghost ship? That movie sucked!" He grimaced, and grabbed some rock salt rounds just in case before shutting the trunk lid again. Better go to check into this further.
End of the universe, and got another hunt anyway.
"Oh baby have I missed you." He rubbed his hand over her hood, and gave the Impala an affectionate pat before fishing his keys out of the plantsuit pocket. He got inside, and shut the door before starting her engine. Man, he never thought he'd hear the purr from her 427 engine again. It had to be one of the sweetest sounds he's heard since he got here. He revved the engine a little with gentle pressure on the accelerator, before putting his foot on the brake again. He then switched the engine off, and relaxed in his seat.
He was going to ride her in a little bit, but he wanted to do an inventory check. He got up, and went to check the hood, everything looked good there. Then the trunk. Oh yeah, got the arsenal right here. Even a few EMF detectors, rock salt, and good, some holy water. Might come in handy. He had one weapon with him, but now he could feel a little more prepared. Still had to get that phaser back to Worf too. Especially now he had all this. He flipped on the detector, and his face immediately frowned when there was a small reaction.
"Awww, come on! Ghost ship? That movie sucked!" He grimaced, and grabbed some rock salt rounds just in case before shutting the trunk lid again. Better go to check into this further.
End of the universe, and got another hunt anyway.