you know it isn't massacres and laughter all day long still there's something about a war

[moralitypolice]

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[pumping]

Thought tonight's our off night.

( He digs out his phone, double checking. )

I got the 'stand down' text -- ( He thought like everyone else did. ) There's something we don't know? ( turning to Coop, his brow goes up, indicating themselves with a thumb. ) Are we B team now?

[positiveinfluence]

["We're not supposed to talk about it. You know how the boss likes to keep things compartmentalized." Weller pulls away from the table and looks to Lucas. "Let's go. We're going to be late."

Lucas nods before holding out his hand to his brother, pulling Coop into a half hug. "I'll see you later, alright?"]

Alright. Be careful, man.

[Lucas grins as he walks away. "Always." And as he disappears, Coop waits until both hunters are fully out the door before bringing his hand up over the table, with a folded piece of paper in his hand.]

[pumping]

( he uh, will take that, then, as an answer because he doesn't have a choice. salutes the guys as they leave and looks back. )

Hey, if being partnered up with me is stopping you from being primed... what's that?

[positiveinfluence]

Probably the thing we're not supposed to know.

[Thanks, Lucas.

He turns the piece of paper between his fingers before glancing over to Mickey, getting ready to give him an out. This may be a more organized operation, but that doesn't mean that the Sullivan brothers don't still play by their own rules.]

I can keep it to myself, if you prefer.

[pumping]

( Right on, Lucas. Brothers being brothers. He owes him one. They both do. )

You're not sticking me with the tab while you compartmentalize. We should see what's up, right? Strength in numbers.

[positiveinfluence]

[Strength in numbers and also questions about what Monroe is really up to. There have been some instances that have left him wondering about what their goal is here.]

Yeah. Definitely.

[And with that, he unfolds it and scans the address. He's been in London long enough to know where the faction borders are.]

Looks like they're heading in to witch town.

[pumping]

Witches. Hex bags, curses, and death left in their wake. Sounds bloody.

( He divvies up the check, jots some math down, slides it to Cooper as he counts the Euros he needs. )

[positiveinfluence]

Depending on the witch, yeah.

[But he doesn't elaborate more than that. If Monroe's sending them in here, there has to be a reason. And Coop doesn't know the London witches as well as he should.

He forks up his end of the money before getting to his feet.]

Need to pick up anything?

[pumping]

( Not that it's Monroe sending them this time. )

Up to you. We going to just look, or are we joining in? He's your brother.

[positiveinfluence]

[He shakes his head, because they're not going to join in, necessarily.]

You should never go into anything unprepared, newbie. Nothing is ever just to look.

[Because you never know what you might run into in between.]

[pumping]

( So. )

Then let's grab gear back at the room.

( Armed or nothing. Arm themselves, at least. It's a quick walk back to where they're staying. He does change into a zip-up tactical hooded top, black to blend in. )

Where we going?

[positiveinfluence]

[Cooper favors enough layers to keep provide a little extra padding, and an old, worn leather jacket. He tucks away whatever concealed weapons he can manage before moving to join his partner.]

The witches are pretty much concentrated in a small neighborhood on the west side of town. It's not far from here.

[pumping]

Then you lead. I'll flank.

( He winces. )

You uh, heh, know what I mean.

[positiveinfluence]

[Cooper smirks, before nodding.]

Don't worry about it, man. You'd be surprised how many ex-military wind up in hunting.

[Even the Winchesters have military roots. It seems like it might be a little too easy, to transition from one arena to another.

But off they go to find a comfortable place to watch in witch town.]

[pumping]

I would not be surprised.

( But, good, he gets military lingo. Got your six is not innuendo, Cooper. He follows close by, hand near his gun if needed. Instead, they make it to what counts as a perch. Balcony of a public building, far enough away to see.

For good measure, he works a grappling setup just in case. They can repel down, get in the melee if need be. )

So whatever's going on, it's down there. What do you see?

[positiveinfluence]

Tomorrow's the spring solstice.

[Coop leans back as he watches the witches milling around beneath them. He can see cars lingering off in the distance, and he's willing to bet that Monroe's people are in it.]

Some witch communities kick off celebrate with a meeting of their elders. But ... they're not normally the kinds of witches we worry about.

[pumping]

That's -- like, spring forward?

( Not quite, Mickey! )

Because they're all peace and love.

( he comes over to the ledge, crossing his arms. )

[positiveinfluence]

They're not hippies.

[Though maybe some of them were, back in the seventies, but not this generation.]

They're just mostly doing nature magic. Not the kind that's going to make your brain leak out your ears.

[pumping]

Right, or the, maggots in the burger. Not that kind.

( Cooper has grossed him out on occasion. )

Look.

( The loitering witches are soon joined by two others. Those two are older, it looks like. Parent-aged. )

You think they're just doing recon down there?

[positiveinfluence]

I don't know.

[He hopes it's just recon. In fact, he hopes if it was going to be something bigger than that, they would all be in on it.]

Monroe's been cagey lately.

[pumping]

You have a direct line?

( Here, Mickey thought everyone talked to someone else who talked to her. Or, it went higher up a chain. But, that's military. He's not asking to speak to the US General. )

[positiveinfluence]

Sometimes.

[It's not an all the time thing, but if he wanted to call her directly, he could.]

My family is a legacy. I think she gives us more attention because she's scared that if she doesn't, she'll lose our support.

[pumping]

( Must be nice. )

Yeah, but you support her cause. What's to lose. We're saving people, Cooper.

[positiveinfluence]

Yeah.

[But he also sees the noticeable absences. How Tamara Monroe may have been made Gerard Argent's heir in name, but lacks the rest of his living family's support. (But Allison Argent is a werewolf sympathizer.)

How the Winchesters haven't stuck their nose into things yet. (But they're dangerous, they bring the end of the world with them wherever they go, even if from personal experience he knows that isn't one hundred percent true.)

How people like Scott McCall are in Monroe's crosshairs, when he has learned since he was a kid that True Alphas generally should be left alone. (But he's still a monster. Monsters come in bloody and leave bloody. That's just the way it is.)

He shakes his head, before turning his attention back to the meeting place again.]

It's just politics.

[pumping]

( The two newcomers join the witches already congregating.

Mickey has learned on the go, mostly through his training officer and now, Cooper. He gets sympathizers and why people would be, but not when it comes to dead kids and families. If witches really are as dangerous as they're made out to be? And they're killing?

But, this doesn't look like that. He scratches his chin, perching on the edge. )