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[ profile] galwithglasses wants to know what our visions of human!Impala look like!:

Baby: rolls up slow in the mornings, grumbles all the way up from her toes; tousled but shiny, always shiny. Looks at herself in her own mirrors, bites at a nail; run ragged. Got a headful of peppersalt sometimes, diner-style, sometimes dark as the inside of a tailpipe, or a trunk; grit-cinder and hot as coals. Beautiful, Dean says. Can't help rounding curves when she walks; dreams in 180's, reverse. Used to smoke. Smokes, that is. (Don't tell Sam.) Likes: black coffee, black jackets, black vinyl; licorice no matter what Sam says. Black birds.Little black book, but it's not what you think. Memory book; bit- epitaphs, one for every, well, best not spoken of, except at a hush (backwards echo on a Zep track, Plant-reverb), late at night when all there is is the road. Dislikes: frilly windows,vanilla candles, romantic comedies (except one.) Got: Anti-possession.Magic fingers.Surprising stash of herbal tea.1930's day dress she never wears; Docs she does. Patti Smith. Knows: all the words. Riverside blues.Soundtrack: tick, coolerclink; summer stars. Digs: Vonnegut's theory of chapters but can't tell a story that way; gotta ramble.Sing.Change a tire (fast) in the rain on a Monday, Nebraska two-lane. Zippers like city limits. Lips. Spells sometimes. Crack shot. Glasscrack shoulderscar. Secret: green thumb. Shot through with ghosts; it's OK. Latinate. Initial tattoo; it's code. Odd memories: numbers, angels, Bibles, heads and blades, imaginary friend named Jane; wars and Detroit; blood and guts and blood and love and it's only Tuesday. Never too early for a drink, too late for a drive. Night owl. Mourning dove. Wears it like a glove, her love. And cherry.That's what they all say. Runs and runs and runs (don't tell Dean) 'til she runs out of road: resting heartrate, 42. Deep arms and a killer smile. She's gonna live forever.

Date: 2017-04-27 07:42 am (UTC)
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Glad you dig it, heh. Said this a couple of times but--I feel like there's this strong, pretty accessible human Baby (which is what I've sort of done here) and then there are wilder, weirder possibilities I'd love to explore!

I'll get this on the comm, though, because April almost out and I've barely started. (You, however...<3!)


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