[ Has Simon ever actually ever heard anyone explicitly say anything like motherfucking cocklicker before? He's pretty sure he hasn't. All the people he knows are well proper - Well. The three people he ever bothered to spend his time with. He can't imagine any of them saying anything more vulgar than twat.
So it takes him a moment to just be in awe of such shameless language (Crowley, he thinks, Motherfucking Cocklicker would probably make a bastard of a spell.)
But then there's also an explosion and it's just in Simon's nature to run towards the danger than away from it. He has no wings. He has no sword. He has no magic, but he figures he'll figure it out when he gets there. Someone needs help. ]
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So it takes him a moment to just be in awe of such shameless language (Crowley, he thinks, Motherfucking Cocklicker would probably make a bastard of a spell.)
But then there's also an explosion and it's just in Simon's nature to run towards the danger than away from it. He has no wings. He has no sword. He has no magic, but he figures he'll figure it out when he gets there. Someone needs help. ]
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