Dean feels something slipslide down his spine at the sight of those teeth, a reckless, eager longing he hasn't felt in a long while, yet a welcome change from the dull weight in the pit of his stomach.
"I got groundrules," he says, and doesn't miss that they're very nearly the same as his rules inside Obsidian. "No permanent marks, no broken bones, no ruptured organs. And however it is you turn people in your world - none of that."
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Date: 2013-06-16 07:12 am (UTC)"I got groundrules," he says, and doesn't miss that they're very nearly the same as his rules inside Obsidian. "No permanent marks, no broken bones, no ruptured organs. And however it is you turn people in your world - none of that."