Setting off the event with a battle!

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*Kaito became aware slowly, similar to the process of 'waking up' but by his own intention rather than a need for sleep at all. There was just too much time in a day, and this 'sleep' seemed like a good way to pass it without being bored.

He'd settled outside last night, something inside him preferring the open space to the four walls of his assigned room, but he couldn't recall being surrounded by this much tall grass when he'd tuned out.

There came a scuffling to his right and he found himself on high alert, switching to a low crouch. Something was out there, approximately two meters away, digging at the dirt. It didn't sound very big, but he couldn't be sure.

He crept forward half on his knees, pushing the grass aside as quietly as he could. Which must not have been quiet enough, he realized, when the creature stopped moving suddenly. He froze, peering through the grass in an attempt to see it.

Instead of sating his wary curiosity, Kaito found himself blasted back by a stream of water that knocked him well on his ass. Swearing, he scrambled back, suddenly being borne down on by a blue....turtle. An angry blue turtle. It seems to be a very important distinction.

What the hell is going on?!*

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[Dean had been on his way down to the lake, to see if this damned fish thing will do anything there. He was getting more than a little annoyed with it.

The fish struggled onto the floor in front of them, and.... flopped ineffectively at the blue turtle thing.]

.......what the hell are you doing?! stupid frigging fish!

[he turned to the..... thing. He looked human, but didn't smell or sound like it, and sighed.] I have no clue what's going on here. Please tell me you have some idea.

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*Kaito gained his feet, silently cursing his lack of weapons again. The blue turtle shouted something at the fish and ran at it.*

Haven't the slightest. That...thing just attacked me for no reason!

*what does he have, what does he have? No guns, no knives, no rockets. Some pocket lint in his jeans, paperclips, a tiny ball red and white ball, a sharpie marker, a deck of cards that he acquired somewhere, and his blackberry*

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[he's tempted to rip the tiny turtle apart, but as it hit the stupid fish, it seemed that it was trying to kill it, and that was fine by Dean. He didn't even know what the stupid fish was, and it wasn't like he could eat it.

Again, the fish flopped at the Turtle, without doing a damned thing.]

Well, it seems focused on the fish now. I say we go. I think I can cope with cutting my losses here.

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You and me both. *he turns to leave as the turtle dives at Dean's fish again, but lo and behold there's some kind of large rat blocking his way*

Th' hell??

*double battles, aren't they a bitch?*

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[He sees the rat. He sees the turtle and the fish.]

...You have got to be kidding me.

[The fish again, just flops. He turns to the guy.] Did you wake up with something useful, because this frigging thing needs a kick up the ass.

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*Kaito opens his mouth to reply when, as if on cue, there's a large, ear-piercing screech, and a flash of metal diving from on high.

The steel (http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/3226/skarmory.png) bird hits the rat with a solid THWUMP and rolls it over, scraping it with claws and wings before taking back to the air and circling around.*

...I think that means I did.

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Awesome. you got something useful. [STUPID FISH :|]

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Don't complain. Would you rather get your butt kicked by a blue turtle?

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It's attacking the fish, not me. [It can kill that thing, he doesn't care.

and with that, said fish flops at the rat this time. He pinches the bridge of his nose.]

I get the feeling that this won't go faster if I shoot the frigging things. [He asn tried yet; he doesn't want to waste ammo.]

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I would have tried, but this 'Author' unarmed me. *his knuckles make a loud 'pop' as he clenches one fist.

The thought of the author killed the emotion on his face and he just stared as the bird slashed at the rat with air, resulting in the creature keeling over and lying still*

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I still have a few.

[You might catch him not watching the battle so much at the minute, as trying to figure out just what you are as he looks out of the corner of his eye at you.]

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*he doesn't seem to notice the look, just watches dispassionately as the skarmory turns on the turtle, objecting loudly to the spray of water*

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[He just completely gives up watching his fish do nothing useful, and turns to Kaito. No, he's gotta ask.]

Who are you? [The "what are you" didn't seem like a good opener.]

How the hell did this get lost in my inbox?!

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*no, it probably wouldn't have been. He's a bit in denial at this point*

Kaito Kuroba, magician. You?

*snugs*

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Dean Winchester. [he doesn't answer with what he is. Denial? make that the both of them.]