Orphan Sam's universe. Lawrence, Kansas.

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She stood there, invisable in the broad light of day, and watched Sam, her turquoise eyes intent and a little sad. Behind her on the ground lay the remains of the thing that had tried sneaking up on him unawares, but she had no interest in her kill. Things like that weren't food. You only killed them to keep the world from stinking and to protect your own.

Sam was just standing there. His thoughts were closed, so she couldn't talk to him, but she was content to just watch over him for now.

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[demonhunter-sam.livejournal.com]

"We're going to head back and then go through this stuff."

[random_xtras]

-Okay.- She wants to lick his cheek, but she's afraid it will let his sadness out. Instead she lays down with her head on the console and whimpers softly.

[demonhunter-sam.livejournal.com]

So with that thought and the thought of the cafe, Sam heads out landing them somewhere in the parking lot in its lone spot where to him it belonged. By itself.