[Of he was Elastic Man, Rufus' ear would be sitting at Bobby's feet right now. That's not the usual response to questions. What's going on and who's on the other line?] @HadAWeekendOff @QweenOfMoons
[Rufus had pretty much been Rufus. He kept his nose in the books and stayed quite when things were bad and tried to keep things light when they weren't, which wasn't often enough to his mind. He understood there was no pulling Dean from his downward spiral so he left the -
knew to go to their separate corners and shake it off and it never got more violent than some sharp words regretted later. Food and beer runs became a convenient excuse to get away for a while and Rufus tried not to envy Jody's ability to claim work pulled her away. It was all -
[Rufus looked up from his book, frowning at the door. Bobby must be giving Dean quite the earful of they were still outside. He passed his gaze over to the younger Winchester. The light from his monitor reflected off his face in a way that made the shallows look even deeper than-
they really were. Bobby had said it was bad but Rufus hadn't expected this. In all the years he'd been hunting, he'd never been through half what these boys had suffered through, especially Sam. He cleared his throat, his eyes still on Sam.] You, uh, finding anything? @S0GetThis
Just so long as you remember 2 things. I don't have wings and I ain't rode a motorcycle in a long time.
[Rufus grumbles and mumbles at the request from Bobby. "Oh, goodie. More work. It's like you wanna keep me around here or something." But, of course he's gonna do it. It's been a while since he'd earnestly told Bobby no. That wasn't going to change now.] @HadAWeekendOff
[Rufus laughed as he looked over to find @Wolf_Bait perched on the head rest of the passenger side seat, her front paws dangling over the front of the rest.] Are you comfortable? [He reached over and scratched the cat between her ears.] We're almost there.] (@HadAWeekendOff)
It wasn't the same. How long had it been since he'd set foot in Sioux Falls? Long enough ago for him to decide that had to change. He continued singing to his furry companion as he made his way to Canaan, plans already forming in his mind.]
wondered how @HadAWeekendOff was doing and whether or not @SheriffMills had house broken him yet. He really needed to check in with his old friend. It wasn't like they'd lost touch over the years. Not really. They still exchanged information and supplies from time to time, but -
stretching out before him. It would be nice to be home, though, he ermine himself for the nth time to find a place a little further south. Montana and Vermont were no place for old bones in winter. Neither was South Dakota, for that matter, as he thought of his old friend. He -
him.] I heard it through the grapevine... [He sang along softly, one hand on the wheel, the other scratching between Blue's ears as the cat purred softly.] Now, Marvin's my man but Gladys... Gladys gave this song its soul. [He continued singing to his furry friend, the miles
educated) and his continued penchant for calling him Mr. T. Even that thought brought a smile to the old man's face as he let the soothing voice of Marvin Gaye and the smooth road ahead of him drain all the tension that might still be lingering from this latest hunt out of -