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trans_92009-04-08 11:45 pm
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A time to vent, a time to breathe [Open]
Kate was back up from the city, her knuckles now abraded and bloodied. Her hands were sore and likewise so from the stick she found. The clockhouse was there, but they were gone. It was over. Still feel like crap, but going down there helped in a big way. Now she was just walking around, some of the earlier weight lifted a little.
Or at least it was easier to hide any vulnerabilities now.
Or at least it was easier to hide any vulnerabilities now.

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He grins. "Definitely more kick ass than my title."
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Kate smiled brighter, and added, "We do, and what's your title?"
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Dean shrugs. "They just called us Hunters, back home. Boring, but the majority of us are too busy to come up with something better."
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Though on hearing that she worried a little that Billy and Tommy might run into trouble if they ever popped. Not that she would mention their odd background.
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Dean is the king of odd backgrounds, so he'd probably be able to empathize, really.
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