So-li-va-gant ~Latin
Someone who wanders or travels the world alone; a solitary adventurer.
Following seasons 1-3 of Supernatural.
Book One of the Solivagant series.
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"The hell type of fantasy do you live in where you think you as a Demon can lecture me on moral relativity and humanity?"
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Shortly after it's decided that we're leaving Nancy alone and alive Ruby takes off back out the way she came. Although in true Ruby form it wasn't without letting us know she's right and we're wrong. Every life matters and I'm not particularly warm to the idea of saving my own hide at the cost of a frightened girl not a couple years younger than I.
For that reason I stand before the back entrance of the building, pumping the shot-gun readily. Flexing the silver knife around in my grasp I anxiously let my gaze run over the door. We've had some pretty horrible plans in the past. But this? This takes the gold because it is indisputably the worst. We've managed to sneak Phil and Nancy up through the attic and onto the roof of the precinct to salt the outside of the doors once we let them all inside.
Like I said- worst plan ever.
"El."
"Get into position Sam."
"El-"
"Go", I snap, turning to give Sam a stern look over my shoulder "And get into position." When I notice Sam flinch I feel momentarily bad for biting at him. Although the truth is Sam would've never kept a secret like Lilith from us- or even considered killing an innocent- until Ruby entered the picture. If there is anything I value above all it is loyalty and if there is anything I believe about Ruby it's that she's going to play an angle. Whether it be ours, her own or someone else's.
"All set?"
Hearing Dean's voice, I watch Sam reluctantly back out of my corridor "Ready!"
"Yeah!" Henricksen just the call.
Taking a brave deep breath, I call out through the silent precinct "Let's do this!" Extending my foot out towards the door I sweep my boot curtly through the salt line and push open the metal police door. Twirling the silver dagger around I scratch it against the Devils Trap until the red line is broken. When I rise to my feet I suddenly become aware that there's nothing between me, my shotgun and thirty to forty Demons who swarm this joint.
