Dean blinks at the honesty, the gun lowering a fraction, though his skepticism is clear on his face.
"Ghost hunting, huh?" He's run into 'ghost hunters' before, dumbasses in their twenties getting in way over their heads, getting themselves hurt, their friends killed. The guy is already making him a little edgy, and then throw that on top, Dean's kinda...
Shit shit shit Cal hates making up the cover story so much.
"Not...really. Mostly it's just wild animals or deluded people. Um, angry property owners are the biggest danger, really...so....you're not one of those?"
Curious, careful, because this dude might believe or know about the supernatural - and honestly either he does or he's a fucking serial killer, it's the gun and the way the scent of cordite and gunsmoke is woven into his clothes, he's around it a lot. So no, ghost stories are sometimes angry raccoons but sometimes giant human-eating monsters or, on occasion, knee-high sin-ugly venomous gnomes.
Cal does not like gnomes. The bites itch like hell.
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"Ghost hunting, huh?" He's run into 'ghost hunters' before, dumbasses in their twenties getting in way over their heads, getting themselves hurt, their friends killed. The guy is already making him a little edgy, and then throw that on top, Dean's kinda...
Annoyed? Unsettled? Something like that.
"Dangerous job, isn't it?"
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"Not...really. Mostly it's just wild animals or deluded people. Um, angry property owners are the biggest danger, really...so....you're not one of those?"
Curious, careful, because this dude might believe or know about the supernatural - and honestly either he does or he's a fucking serial killer, it's the gun and the way the scent of cordite and gunsmoke is woven into his clothes, he's around it a lot. So no, ghost stories are sometimes angry raccoons but sometimes giant human-eating monsters or, on occasion, knee-high sin-ugly venomous gnomes.
Cal does not like gnomes. The bites itch like hell.