[ green team, soldier types; this place sure had a way of making dean feel all warm and homey but hell, since when did they think bringing in kids was a good idea?
not that he isn't one to know that age doesn't imply a lack of experience; he's been taught how to use a gun long before he was taught bullshit algebra, and by her age (or her apparent age, anyway), he'd already seen and killed his fair share of nightmares. no, see, he could reason putting an asshole like himself into the meat shield team, but people like her? it wasn't right.
he didn't know much about her, save for her name and the fact that she was a lot stronger and faster than she looked and her smile had one of those infectious qualities; anyone who could bust even a single smile in a place like this shouldn't be underestimated. and she was handling a weird situation extremely well, which probably just meant she's seen enough Weird already. he sure as hell didn't know, and if he learned anything in his own life, it's that it's simpler not to ask.
instead, he's toying with the gun this spaceship CCD or DCC or CDC or whatever they called themselves had provided him, before tossing a look at the girl, two relative newbies in a new realm of Messed Up.
just another tuesday. ] Hey - you ah - you doin' alright?
[ dean was pretty shit at this whole team concept; his only team had been sammy for a very long time; sometimes sammy and cas and neither of them were here (good riddance, too). he was still...adjusting and this was him making an effort. ]
IDK OK
not that he isn't one to know that age doesn't imply a lack of experience; he's been taught how to use a gun long before he was taught bullshit algebra, and by her age (or her apparent age, anyway), he'd already seen and killed his fair share of nightmares. no, see, he could reason putting an asshole like himself into the meat shield team, but people like her? it wasn't right.
he didn't know much about her, save for her name and the fact that she was a lot stronger and faster than she looked and her smile had one of those infectious qualities; anyone who could bust even a single smile in a place like this shouldn't be underestimated. and she was handling a weird situation extremely well, which probably just meant she's seen enough Weird already. he sure as hell didn't know, and if he learned anything in his own life, it's that it's simpler not to ask.
instead, he's toying with the gun this spaceship CCD or DCC or CDC or whatever they called themselves had provided him, before tossing a look at the girl, two relative newbies in a new realm of Messed Up.
just another tuesday. ] Hey - you ah - you doin' alright?
[ dean was pretty shit at this whole team concept; his only team had been sammy for a very long time; sometimes sammy and cas and neither of them were here (good riddance, too). he was still...adjusting and this was him making an effort. ]