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[whip_poor_will]

Hey.

[That's it. That's the post. No tl;dr info-dump, no questionnaire, no nothing.

[Is she doing this social media thing right?]

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[eyeofthetiger]

[ what is this post? ]

You do a misfire or something or just that desperate for a conversation?

[ who's the desperate one here considering he's responding ]

[whip_poor_will]

Nay, desperation implies a sense of pitiable hopelessness. I would just like to talk.

[That and she has like no investment in what's going on in the city drama, doot doot doot.]

[eyeofthetiger]

[ dean just got here; he ain't exactly invested in the drama either. gossip on the other hand... ]

Sounds good enough for me. So tell me something about yourself then. What would you say is your best feature? Just so I can get an image in my head of how you look.

[ well, at least he's not asking for her favorite color. That's just boring. ]

[whip_poor_will]

[Wow, what's next? "a/s/l"?]

LOL

Too old for you, I'm certain of that.

But if you must know, I'd have to say it's my eyes.

[eyeofthetiger]

[ hey, don't tempt him! ]

Actually, I wouldn't be too sure about that.

[ only because Dean doesn't really discriminate against age. A good lay is a good lay after all. Actually, scratch that. he ain't supposed to be thinking about that kind of stuff right now. Not when the apocalypse is apparently upon him or something. ]

And eyes are a good place to start. Do you also dimple when you smile?

[ you know, so he knows if he should be adding laugh lines in this image he's making up right now. ]

[whip_poor_will]

Cute, but no cigar.

[Human-Reaper relations don't exactly end very well, and Ravine's never been interested.]

I wouldn't know. I haven't seen my own face in a long time.