kali

D. and I were emailing back and forth regarding the Colt. [He has a bunny regarding Samuel Colt, and Yellow Eyes/Azazel... which I am desperately trying to convince him to actually write.]

So we then have the following exchange:

hofnarr: It says, "Enoch portrays Azazel as responsible for teaching people to make weapons and cosmetics, for which he was cast out of heaven."
[redacted because he might actually write the thing!]
kalichan: Dude, that's awesome. It's like it's REALLY TRUE.
*has inappropriate visual of Yellow Eyes teaching Sam to put on makeup*
But seriously, that is freaking cool.
( Spoilers for Season 4 )

I would just like to say that I love my life.

rach: on my way home to sleep. hopefully fic later.
kali: sleep will heal you
rach: it the fuck better or i'm filing a complaint.
kali: oh hi there, jack. how's it going?
rach: dunno doc. feel like distracting me from a head cold? no? ok. just tell me this shit doesn't happen when i'm a big giant head in a jar.
kali: nope, sorry, no can do. you spend quite a bit of time in hospital as i recall. but! look on the bright side. cat nuns! and you get to see ME.
rach: no hands though. it's a cruel, cruel universe out there and i blame you at least just a little. i need ianto to bring me soup.