I can't even remember what I said, except a bunch of OMGs, and that this:
Tide of life and smutted light spinning into nothingness. Unmaking it, molecule by molecule.
was the awesomest line ever.
And that Dean doesn't just put the sword away, he puts it away.
Why aren't there thirty-seven more chapters of this?
What happens now that the Grigori's time on our plane is almost over? What happens to the demon jailhouse in the Motel, and all the demons in it? And the scanners? Will the lesser demons just be, like grunt work, now that the Grigori are gone? Will the thinning places and torn seams that kept out the supernatural stuff, or at least kept it to a minimum, slowly heal? Or is that just the way this world is, evil slipping into it, and there's no way to prevent it, only fight it?
Why did no one hit that angel in the face with a pie? Or a rock?
(My brain was useless commenting the first time around, and now it's just asinine.)
Why do the Grigori kill and destroy? What would they have done to Sam, if they'd got their hands on him? It's not like they eat people, so why all the killing? For that matter, why did the angel seem to be nominally on Sam's side? What's the differece, or why the difference?
And Jeebus, but that Grigori was retarded. But I guess it wasn't used to facing anything that could hurt it.
Whoa, is that why the angels don't fight them head on? Because they're all so alike? Why don't the Grigori recruit bad humans to take on angels?
It feels like there's finally some hope for this world. I guess it'll never be like it was (funeral pyre of Chicago? Very evocative and just perfect) but maybe it'll be better. A new world. Safer. Cleaner.
I wonder if they can sense when one of their own has died, and who did it. Will they still be drawn to Sam? Why is there more of this?!!
Duvets can be manly. Damn manly. Sam should just shut up.
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I can't even remember what I said, except a bunch of OMGs, and that this:
Tide of life and smutted light spinning into nothingness. Unmaking it, molecule by molecule.
was the awesomest line ever.
And that Dean doesn't just put the sword away, he puts it away.
Why aren't there thirty-seven more chapters of this?
What happens now that the Grigori's time on our plane is almost over? What happens to the demon jailhouse in the Motel, and all the demons in it? And the scanners? Will the lesser demons just be, like grunt work, now that the Grigori are gone? Will the thinning places and torn seams that kept out the supernatural stuff, or at least kept it to a minimum, slowly heal? Or is that just the way this world is, evil slipping into it, and there's no way to prevent it, only fight it?
Why did no one hit that angel in the face with a pie? Or a rock?
(My brain was useless commenting the first time around, and now it's just asinine.)
Why do the Grigori kill and destroy? What would they have done to Sam, if they'd got their hands on him? It's not like they eat people, so why all the killing? For that matter, why did the angel seem to be nominally on Sam's side? What's the differece, or why the difference?
And Jeebus, but that Grigori was retarded. But I guess it wasn't used to facing anything that could hurt it.
Whoa, is that why the angels don't fight them head on? Because they're all so alike? Why don't the Grigori recruit bad humans to take on angels?
It feels like there's finally some hope for this world. I guess it'll never be like it was (funeral pyre of Chicago? Very evocative and just perfect) but maybe it'll be better. A new world. Safer. Cleaner.
I wonder if they can sense when one of their own has died, and who did it. Will they still be drawn to Sam? Why is there more of this?!!
Duvets can be manly. Damn manly. Sam should just shut up.