Sallie Abigail Reynolds (
realmrsreynolds) wrote2008-04-02 02:25 pm
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On Shadow.
Sallie's accustomed by this point in her career in Milliways with bringing people through to her house.
Sometimes however, she does forget to mention that her door leads to the back end of her walk-in pantry.
"Mind the rice bags, please," Sallie throws out behind her. "I haven't had a chance to put them away yet."
'Them', here, meaning 'a stack of burlap bags waist high that restricts the narrow walkway of actual living space to about half of its original width'.
Sallie's concise like that; even she has issues navigating it all.
Sometimes however, she does forget to mention that her door leads to the back end of her walk-in pantry.
"Mind the rice bags, please," Sallie throws out behind her. "I haven't had a chance to put them away yet."
'Them', here, meaning 'a stack of burlap bags waist high that restricts the narrow walkway of actual living space to about half of its original width'.
Sallie's concise like that; even she has issues navigating it all.
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He kinda wants to throw a Christo at her, just to be sure.
But the gardener ain't dead yet, which means demons aren't too likely.
Still.
"Yeah," he says, levering himself up, "sounds like a plan."
He tucks the scalpels away, careful not to cut himself or his clothes.
He's only got so many pairs of pants.
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"Mrs. Reynolds just wanted to help her friend, and so we came to help her find out what happened to Dr. Gaetano. That's all. If you don't say anything about this, neither will we."
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To not look at those -- those weapons.
They look familiar to her.
She'll tell Sam and Dean as much as they go back to the house.