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[clayking]

You fed demon blood as a child?

[ He's not even sure what to make of that- though, he doubted it changed the other too much.]

Provided you don't pass on- your soul should remain intact, I would only be trying to burn out the remains of hell. Of Morningstar.

Though if he's...real. He might try and fight back.

This isn't a simple thing we're trying.

[nomoreleftshoe]

[Sam sucks in another breath.]

Yeah, a demon named Azaezel. Had plans to create an army of freaks.

[But, moving on,]

We have to try it.

[clayking]

Hm...He's not from my court, as far as I know.

[ But hey, different hells. Different demons.]

I can't promise perfect results- the only thing close to this I know in my world is a witch who was holding Morningstar in his head as a way to trap him.

This..well, should work in theory.

[nomoreleftshoe]

Okay.

[Sam sounds like he's trying to convince himself a little here.]

Okay. Let's do it. I know who will hold me down.

I'll reach out when we're ready.

[clayking]

All right then- Here..

[ There's a moment where he flicks his device and lets a pin drop on the "The Grey Room bar" onto the other's device.]

Just come by, I'm always at the bar. And I'm the owner so, there's a spot out the back for privacy.

[nomoreleftshoe]

[It's deeply tempting to go ahead with it right away, to reduce Dean's worry in this situation.

But he knows his brother would want to be involved. So Sam has to sit on his hands for a little bit.]

Thanks. I really appreciate it.

[clayking]

Of course.

God forbid I lose my reputation as the friendiest King of hell.