[This is working out better than when Bo went crazy on the city, making Dean even more confident that he'll win this. He didn't get to do much damage with that attempt, but thinks he can get a hit in — and that it can be fatal.]
Your choice.
[Still spoken evenly. Dean can tell that her ankle is bothering her, even as she moves, so he plans on using that, moving as she comes after his neck off on that side, hoping that if nothing else, he can get her to accidentally put pressure on that foot as he tries for a gut shot.]
[His even tone makes a shiver run down Bo's spine, and she's decided that if she gets out of this, she is really making the Animus pay. Because she can tell something important's been taken out of Dean, and even if he's being a royal ass right now, he's still human and she's made herself their self appointed advocate back home, and she's sticking to it.
But right now, she really wants to keep her head.
She grimaces when Dean moves on the side of her ankle. She could lunge and take a drink, heal it quick, then...
What, continue kicking his ass? Kill him? Make him another grinning corpse on her too-long list?
She takes a faltering step back]
Okay. Fine. If it'll make you feel better, take what you need. [she narrows her eyes] Just hope you remember who the real bad guy is when this is over.
[Dean adopts another defensive stance, expecting Bo to lunge for him again. When she doesn't, he's reluctant to relax. It's what he asked her to do, but she could be trying to fake him out.]
It ain't about being a bad guy.
[He takes a few steps toward her, getting closer, blade out.]
It's about the game.
[He stops when he's close enough to strike.]
I'll make it quick and easy as long as you don't try and pull one over on me. If you do, you'll suffer.
[Bo shakes her head] I'm not gonna let them make me a monster again. And that's what I'd be if I kept fighting you.
[she sucks in a breath, lifting her chin] But I want one promise: you take what you need from me? You leave Kenzi, Gold, and his girl alone. If the assholes upstairs let me come back, and I find out you hurt any of them? [she smirks] You'll wish I'd sucked you dry.
[Dean says it easily and instantly. It isn't exactly true — he might target them, if he needed to or they were easy. But it's an effort versus results situation. If Bo is going to make it difficult, there are other people who are easier to get to that he can use. If one of them had something off the list that he needed and couldn't find elsewhere, then he'd target them, regardless of what Bo has to say on the matter.
[yeah, okay, she's not buying it. But fighting him won't change that part. She tells herself that Kenzi is strong, that Gold's got magic. Even if she doesn't come back, they can protect themselves.
They'd better. She huffs, closing her eyes]
Only 'cause when it's over, I'm not gonna be the one who's sorry this time. [she won't blame Dean, she tells herself; she'll just call truce to gang up on the Animus instead]
[She's right, of course, and even Dean knows that, from an objective standpoint. If he gets his soul back, he'll be wrecked emotionally over what he has done. Which is, in part, the reason that he doesn't want it back. Like this, he's free and his head is so much clearer. No guilt, no pain, just existence.
This is the way it should be.]
Too bad they're never giving it back.
[He figures the Animus will keep it forever. Hell, he wants them to.
He doesn't, however, specify what 'it' is, and instead, pulls back the blade, and in one smooth, obviously practiced motion, cuts off Bo's head.]
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Date: 2014-01-29 09:37 am (UTC)Your choice.
[Still spoken evenly. Dean can tell that her ankle is bothering her, even as she moves, so he plans on using that, moving as she comes after his neck off on that side, hoping that if nothing else, he can get her to accidentally put pressure on that foot as he tries for a gut shot.]
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Date: 2014-01-30 05:56 pm (UTC)But right now, she really wants to keep her head.
She grimaces when Dean moves on the side of her ankle. She could lunge and take a drink, heal it quick, then...
What, continue kicking his ass? Kill him? Make him another grinning corpse on her too-long list?
She takes a faltering step back]
Okay. Fine. If it'll make you feel better, take what you need. [she narrows her eyes] Just hope you remember who the real bad guy is when this is over.
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Date: 2014-01-31 09:32 am (UTC)It ain't about being a bad guy.
[He takes a few steps toward her, getting closer, blade out.]
It's about the game.
[He stops when he's close enough to strike.]
I'll make it quick and easy as long as you don't try and pull one over on me. If you do, you'll suffer.
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Date: 2014-02-01 12:15 am (UTC)[she sucks in a breath, lifting her chin] But I want one promise: you take what you need from me? You leave Kenzi, Gold, and his girl alone. If the assholes upstairs let me come back, and I find out you hurt any of them? [she smirks] You'll wish I'd sucked you dry.
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Date: 2014-02-01 12:13 pm (UTC)[Dean says it easily and instantly. It isn't exactly true — he might target them, if he needed to or they were easy. But it's an effort versus results situation. If Bo is going to make it difficult, there are other people who are easier to get to that he can use. If one of them had something off the list that he needed and couldn't find elsewhere, then he'd target them, regardless of what Bo has to say on the matter.
He presses the blade against her throat.]
I'll be quick, since you're making this easy.
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Date: 2014-02-02 05:21 am (UTC)They'd better. She huffs, closing her eyes]
Only 'cause when it's over, I'm not gonna be the one who's sorry this time. [she won't blame Dean, she tells herself; she'll just call truce to gang up on the Animus instead]
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Date: 2014-02-02 07:53 am (UTC)This is the way it should be.]
Too bad they're never giving it back.
[He figures the Animus will keep it forever. Hell, he wants them to.
He doesn't, however, specify what 'it' is, and instead, pulls back the blade, and in one smooth, obviously practiced motion, cuts off Bo's head.]