Outside the Danger Room, 7th Period

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Blair was tired and sore and looking a little worse for wear. He sported a bandage on his forehead and several small cuts and bruises were visible on his face, neck and hands. His cast on the other hand was looking suspiciously shiny and white, as Aziraphale had kindly fixed that for him.

Also, he was without his backpack, but that might be hard to tell since he was sitting down on the floor just outside the danger shop door, the stop-sign shaped with the word "THINK" laying in front of him. It wasn't his best sign, but he felt really guilty about flashing a sign about not killing demons after last night.


[ooc: posted with permission from Daddy Winchester and open for interaction]

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[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Squeak."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia shook her head, frustrated.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"I'm sorry, Nadia." Blair said quietly. "This is just important to me."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia closed her eyes and rubbed the bridge of her nose for a long moment. "Read your own sign, Blair. I'll see you later."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"See you." Blair waved at Nadia and wondered if their friendship would be another one that was strained by his protesting.