As you can all tell by my lack of updating here, I've been rather busy of late. Since Dawn's gone on a case and Lorne's handling things until Whistler makes an appearance
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His approach, in the middle of the mid-afternoon rush of people, was well hidden. Of course he could just fly in and fly out...but where was the fun in that when he could just stroll right up to her in the middle of the sidewalk and finally meet face to face.
Zachariah stepped into Regina's path, seemingly out of nowhere, in the middle of the crowd and stopped her.
"Hello Regina Crane." He smiled at her with disdain. "Dean's hex bags are helpful in masking the presence of their keepers, but they don't keep angels from coming down for a face to face if they are willing to wait and follow you creatures of habit."
She nearly crash into him, but the hair on the back of her neck stood up. Holy shit! She could feel the power coming off him. This had to have been an angel and there was only one that would be looking for her.
She took a second to swallow. Steel her nerves and stop her hands from trembling.
"Hello Regina Crane. Dean's hex bags are helpful in masking the presence of their keepers, but they don't keep angels from coming down for a face to face if they are willing to wait and follow you creatures of habit."
"And you must be Zachariah. Sorry to keep you waiting and during your busiest time. " she leveled her blue eyes on him. "Habit is something we must do to survive." she took a good look at him. "I'm guessing that this is not a social call and I don't want to keep your from work. What do you want with me?" she cocked a hip out.
Zachariah's smile deepened. "I came to see who could possible have Dean under their thumb, since he's a personal fan of...how do you say...sticking it to the man?" He waved a few sheets of paper in front of her, the manuscript he had swiped off of Chuck.
"Chuck didn't contact Dean directly. He contacted you. Clever this thing you call the internet." Zach folded the papers up and tucked them into his coat. "You were the bell ringer."
Zachariah smiled "I came to see who could possible have Dean under their thumb, since he's a personal fan of...how do you say...sticking it to the man?" He waved a few sheets of paper in front of her, the manuscript he had swiped off of Chuck.
"Chuck didn't contact Dean directly. He contacted you. Clever this thing you call the internet." Zach folded the papers up and tucked them into his coat. "You were the bell ringer."
"I ring a few bells." she eyed him. "You have a point to coming here and waving Chuck's contract at me or is there something I can help you with?" she shifted from one foot to the other. "I'm sure you have other things you could be doing right now."
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Zachariah stepped into Regina's path, seemingly out of nowhere, in the middle of the crowd and stopped her.
"Hello Regina Crane." He smiled at her with disdain. "Dean's hex bags are helpful in masking the presence of their keepers, but they don't keep angels from coming down for a face to face if they are willing to wait and follow you creatures of habit."
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She took a second to swallow. Steel her nerves and stop her hands from trembling.
"Hello Regina Crane. Dean's hex bags are helpful in masking the presence of their keepers, but they don't keep angels from coming down for a face to face if they are willing to wait and follow you creatures of habit."
"And you must be Zachariah. Sorry to keep you waiting and during your busiest time. " she leveled her blue eyes on him. "Habit is something we must do to survive." she took a good look at him. "I'm guessing that this is not a social call and I don't want to keep your from work. What do you want with me?" she cocked a hip out.
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"Chuck didn't contact Dean directly. He contacted you. Clever this thing you call the internet." Zach folded the papers up and tucked them into his coat. "You were the bell ringer."
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"Chuck didn't contact Dean directly. He contacted you. Clever this thing you call the internet." Zach folded the papers up and tucked them into his coat. "You were the bell ringer."
"I ring a few bells." she eyed him. "You have a point to coming here and waving Chuck's contract at me or is there something I can help you with?" she shifted from one foot to the other. "I'm sure you have other things you could be doing right now."
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