May. 13th, 2018

st_illfighting: (Dean Eating)
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Dean closed his eyes and just inhaled the aroma of fresh made pancakes. None of that fresh fruit on top for him, oh no. He opened his eyes and grabbed the small pitcher of syrup and poured it all over his food until a waterfall of sugary goodness was there. He had a little pancake with his syrup. Next to him was a small plate of fried bacon. Everything tasted better with bacon. Everything!

"That's what I'm talkin' about." He cut into the food and forked a big bite. Dean was in heaven.
st_illfighting: (Awesome)
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Dean had entered the library - yes he knew there was one, but he wasn't a fan of the one at the Inn because of all the 'Black Magic Women' that were in charge of it. He didn't trust it - or rather them and by extension, it. But he'd heard there were VCR machines to be rented and he'd gone in, got what he needed and got out - sort of like how he did clothes shopping.

Videos were another matter entirely. That was like going into an old school Blockbuster and not around the magic types. Win/win. He was looking at the selection in the VHS 'lending library' area. "Man this is awesome!" He grabbed, 'The Outsiders, Roadhouse and Rudy' then went down the next aisle and made a face when the first movie he saw was 'Dirty Dancing'. "Swazye always gets a pass."
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Peter Parker was promised a challenge. Now he had one.

Truthfully, just about everyone he had fought or sparred with since he arrived at the Madonna Inn had proven to be a challenging fight. Logically, he knew he was just starting out; there was no way that he could best anyone with a little over a year and a half of experience under his belt.

Illogically, though, he thought he should be better.

However, he knew in advance that this wasn't a fight he was likely to win.

It's a hot day in the desert surrounding the inn when Peter and Xavin begin to fight. Not just sparring, but really fighting. It didn't matter that the barren landscape put Peter at a disadvantage (he couldn't use his web-shooters as effectively); Peter knew that he couldn't always count on using his environment to his advantage.

"Don't hold back!" Peter insists. He fires his web-shooters at Xavin's hands in an attempt to bind them together. "I can handle it!"
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The beach party with his new friends had put the idea into his head, especially meeting River. It was something that he'd always wanted to try at Willow Cove but never had. Well now he had the time so he'd gathered some supplies from the Inn and headed down to the beach.

Mack had made a sketch of an idea of a sand sculpture. He placed that neatly beside him on a blanket with a shell holding it in place so that he could refer to it. When the distance was calculated for how close to make it so that the waves wouldn't hit it at high tide but also not too far away that he had to keep going to the shoreline to get more water, he began to go to work.

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