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Feb. 6th, 2009

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Hmph. Never thought I'd see Sheriff Gile's gun in my life. You should have called in your old man, Winchester. He'd have wanted to see it. Great man, Gile was. He'd have had this whole mess dealt with already. World lost a lot the day he died.

Speaking of the mess, the wreckage from the train incident'll be cleared within the week. Next worm I catch trying to steal from it'll lose his hands. Then I get to watch you try to steal with your mouth and the stumps. I think it'd be pretty funny.

If Montgomery gets to fuck the teacher, I get to 'question' the cretin who burned her house down. It's only fair. I won't allow arsonists in my nice little town.

And you're not off the hook that easily, Oliver. If Paperwork's left the school then I don't see the problem in keeping you there. Choice still stands, you either stay in school or you become an officer like I was at your age.

Course, you'll need a spine before you'll make a decent lawman. And a bit more muscle. And you'll need to stop flinching over the recoil. Your aim's decent but don't start slacking off. Just because I'm having to work late and can't make it to watch doesn't mean you get to skip target practice, I don't care how much homework Luxenburg gives you.