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Aeon Flux ([info]i_defy) wrote in [info]we_coexist,
@ 2008-02-21 16:15:00

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Entry tags:aeon flux, anita blake, dean winchester, zz:status complete

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The problem with Aeon's life was simple: she went through ammo like other people went through sliced bread, or tissues.

After getting Dean out of his most recent mess, which was (happily) a couple days ago now, the Monican realized she had not even tried to get any new weapons or any new ammunition since she'd been in The City.

Well.

That was gonna have to change, wasn't it?

She was out this afternoon with the intention of finding some new stuff, beyond all the cool gadgets she already had. Standard issue .38 caliber bullets were on the menu, definitely. She ducked into a sporting goods store without a sound, bright green eyes darting around the room and settling, with a little bit of surprise, on a small, dark-haired woman waiting at the counter. It looked, from back here, like the woman's arms were covered in scars.

Huh.

Aeon stepped further into the store, silent, and when she came to a stop, her hands remained at her sides. There was a gun on her back, one on her thigh, and that ring on her finger that served her so well when everything else did not. If you knew what you were looking for, you saw the guns; if you didn't, your eyes slid right past them. No tight black outfit today, just jeans and a fitted black shirt. Long sleeved.

The woman standing there was armed, too. Aeon smirked. This store might not be big enough for the both of them.



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[info]i_demonhunt
2008-03-21 11:30 pm UTC (link)
Dean gave Aeon a look, then looked to Anita for her answer but she wasn't giving any. "Okay, I'll take that look as a yes from both of you."

Dean turned as the guy came back and he started looking through the stuff. "Okay, these are silver plated, I want the real thing. I know you got some in back so go check." He looked through the other stuff as the guy rolled his eyes and went in back before returning and dropping two boxes down.

"You know silver doesn't penetrate as well as lead," the man spoke.

"As long as it does it's job," Dean examined them as he looked them over before pulling a credit card out to pay for it.

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[info]i_defy
2008-03-24 02:24 am UTC (link)
Without Anita standing there, Aeon might've said 'when have I EVER said no to you?'

But. There Anita stood.

"Dean Winchester with two women all to himself," she said instead. An eyebrow rose. "I know what you're thinking. I can see you thinking it. And no." She smirked, a little evilly. And let out a low whistle. "We could kill you."

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