texasranger commented on blueridgemod's post in blueridgeschool:

"Oh yeah, y'all say he can suck your dick now, but I bet if he walked right up to ya right this second, ya wouldn't be sayin' that!" Hunter informed her. She supposed she wasn't really afraid of the Donnelly patriarch, but then again, Sera had never really let her meet him. Her mother had been interesting enough. "An' they might be kiddos, but that little shithouse rat knows more spells than I do! And ain't the other one a doctor? They should be savin' us!"

Just as she had been about to continue her rant about the Donnellys, the secondary blast went off and silence her; the blonde's arms coming up quickly to shield herself. She hissed lightly, catching a couple little pieces on herself but quickly shaking it off. "Good idea there, hoss," she murmured, using her own wand to heal up a bleeding cut on her exposed shoulder.

She wasn't really ready to give up on her truck, and she visibly winced at the sight of new debris now littering the hood. Flicking her wand again, she put out a burning piece or something that had landed by her tire. "Yeah, let's do this. Just like we practiced," she agreed just a little reluctantly. The truck would be there later; whatever was going to be left of it at this rate. "Split up or stick together?" she asked.