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[noblexcompanion]

Characters: Donna Noble, Dean Winchester
Rating: TBD
Time Period: Modern
Location: Culpeper Garden
Relative Date: Present
Status: Open

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[dog_to_god]

Not only had he found absolutely nothing interesting to do the days following his arrival, but he had taken to going on routine walks around the castle, Ruby's knife tucked happily in it's sheath, in his pants. It was almost as easy to get to as the Colt sitting in the back of his pants, thankfully hidden by his favorite leather jacket. It was the way he dressed, Leather Jacket, Blue jeans, a black T-shirt. Really, it didn't matter much on the season as he had moved constantly. When it was cold somewhere, he'd hunt in the warmer states

[noblexcompanion]

Oh Dean... be thankful Donna can't mind read. Babes? Really? She hasn't been called a babe in a long, long time and the last person who called her that ended up with a nice red handprint across his cheek - course, he was trying to cop a feel at the time.

She paused her sketching as Dean moved over. A shiver ran down her spine - someone walked on her grave, her Gramps would say. She didn't recognize the man, but that was hardly anything new. She really didn't know that many people here, which was a shame, being the social butterfly that she is.

"Hullo."

[dog_to_god]

Correction. British babe. He smiled a little at the greeting, slowly sitting down a little bit away from her to make himself seem hopefully less intimidating. With a small groan he rolled his shoulders back and set the jacket down. "Hey... Is it getting hotter out or what? I can't even wear my jacket today." Sure, kind of a cliche to talk about the weather, but really he couldn't think of anything else.

"Names Dean Winchester."

[noblexcompanion]

"Donna Noble," she replied, setting her sketchbook down so she could reach out her hand to shake the man's.

And dear God that had better not be some kind of cheesy chat up line. Like 'is it getting warm in here, blah blah blah'. No, surely it wasn't like that. "Mm. Lovely. Hate the cold. Snowed like buggery around Christmas time. Sun, lovely. Just need a beach now."