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Bill Sheats is a vagabond, a rascal. ([info]deusexvampira) wrote in [info]utr_logs,
@ 2008-07-11 06:35:00

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Entry tags:ageless bill turner, dean winchester

Who: Bill Turner & Dean Winchester
What: Meeting and Information Gathering
Where: Turner-Sparrow Residence, London
When: Todayish
Warnings: Likely swearing, lots of spooky oogie-boogie talk.

Bill had gotten the call from his descendant about a friend dropping by. He'd heard things about the Winchesters, Dean in particular. He was actually rather looking forward to meeting one of Teague's associates. Teague had given him a run down of what was expected material to dredge up, so he pulled out his journal on Australia, and set it aside, along with a few things any hunter would be interested in. He also made sure they were stocked up on beer and soda.

After that, he went back to his reading up on the laws of this particular London, sat down in the narrow foyer, near the door.


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[info]deusexvampira
2008-07-12 09:17 am UTC (link)
He laughed and shook his head, "Twelve, actually. Had other obligations." But the man's trailing off made Bill go a bit sheepish, "There's not much that can ruffle my feathers, Dean. You don't have to worry about it. I grew up around pirates, mate. Be as crass as you'd like." He assured the other man in a warm tone. He went back to looking through his own book while talking once more. "It's not as bad as you'd think. It's a bit hard when you make friends you know you'll outlive, but that's really the most painful part of it. I've had Jack th'whole time, and he's had me, we likely wouldn't be able to do much without each other around. Sure, there were rough patches, a decade here and there where we spent time apart, but we always managed to come back together. A sire and his fledge are bonded strongly. Not as strongly as Hollywood would have you believe, but... it's a family bond, if anything."

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