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darksmokerising ([personal profile] darksmokerising) wrote in [community profile] six_word_stories 2018-06-12 06:30 am (UTC)

Ah. There you are.

[With two tumblers in hand, she boosts herself onto the trunk and makes a face. If she'd sensed a threat from her new companion, she might have acted on it but since there wasn't any, she was tired and her lip was starting to bleed and swell. Screw it. A drink was deserved.

Her knee hurt like a sonuva bitch and she was going to have to do something about the slice on her calf.
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Demon's not gonna be a problem for as long as it takes it to crawl out of Hell. [Her nose scrunches a little as she pours a finger of two liquor into a glass.] I'm guessing his friend might be along in a bit, though, if you feel like a fight. Otherwise, I was gonna drink a farewell toast to the dearly departed and hit the road back to the motel.

Care to join me in a toast to the fallen?

[She was mad about more than the damned jacket. The demon's host hadn't made it despite her best efforts.]

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