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Dean Winchester ([personal profile] dudeimbatman) wrote2010-02-28 09:32 pm

1st Hunt [Video//Action] Always hated that friggin' Wizard

"Just need some help--"


[Nice City, way to interrupt a man while he's praying.]


God Da--


[Okay so maybe he shouldn't ask for help and damn him in the same breath. Even if he is somewhere he--the Impala is gone. Pause for dramatic effect and then THE IMPALA IS GONE]


God Dammit!


[So much for not damning God.]


CASTIEL!!!


[He pulls his gun out from his waistband at the small of his back and points, it holding it as the ready as he steps away from the wall defensively. It's dark and-]


Dean. What did you do? [ He knew he had been praying, but had Dean inadvertently tripped some celestial wire?]

Yeah because I jerk people around like some GPS happy Jackass.

[Insert lots of grumbling and more of that defensive 'taking stock'. He's even more tense because if Castiel is right and he didn't--]

SAM!

[Now his voice has that slightly panicked tone that it always takes when Sam's in trouble. Basically? Every Thursday. Sometimes on Saturdays too]

[ooc:the green is Castiel [livejournal.com profile] rehymenator

[identity profile] backseatangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
I'm still human. I haven't...

[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
...

[Processing, processing]

Have we...?

[identity profile] backseatangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Equally long pause. Man, this is the second time she's had to have this conversation.]

No, Dean, we haven't had sex yet. I'm from right before that. Well, not right-right before that, but... before.

[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
[Man needs a point of reference! He has to know how awkward to be around her okay?]

Huh. Okay.

[identity profile] backseatangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Which, actually, is kinda unfortunate, because now I have all the awkward with none of the good sex to go with it.

[Sigh, bad joke.]

Listen, it's late, if you need a place to sleep... it's technically your apartment anyway and the extra room's still empty.

[Pause.]

But I... understand if you don't want to.

[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah. Sorry. Sucks for you.

[Not that bad.]

Nah. We'd appreciate it.

[identity profile] backseatangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
Building four, apartment five. Has someone sent you a map yet?

[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah I got a guide. Thanks, Anna.

[identity profile] backseatangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 05:16 am (UTC)(link)
...any time.

[Pause, there's something she's forgetting.]

Oh, yeah, and the dog... he's yours, was yours, so he might get a little excited to see you. Just... warning you.

[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
[When Dean responds this time, it's slightly panicked and he sounds like he's been running or he's moving something]

Okay.

Anna, Cas is sort of...trying not to pass out on me. He tried to get us out of here again. Maybe you could put the dog in another room 'til we get Cas settled? Don't wanna drop him.

[identity profile] backseatangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, crap, he said he was tired, but I didn't...

[Sigh.]

Yeah, he'll be locked up. And I'll pull some extra blamkets, do you need the first aid kit?

[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
He was tired taking us from the Underground to Above Ground. The second shot really hit him.

[You really can't see it, Anna but Dean is rolling his eyes at you]

Aren't you sorta qualified to be Dr Quinn Angel doctor more than me?

[identity profile] backseatangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
Is his vessel wounded, or did he just... try and get smacked down?

[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 05:56 am (UTC)(link)
The second one. Nothing attacked us.

[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
Alright. We'll let him sleep. I'm almost there.

action; Dragging Castiel in

[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah I'll fit it in between saving the world and the Bimbo at the end of the bar. [Cas is getting heavier which means he's leaning on Dean more. Thank God Anna was being literal when she said the door was open. He drags him in and toward the couch]

Anna!

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[identity profile] backseatangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Anna had already made a make-shift bed on the couch, but was getting an extra blanket from her room when she hears Dean stumble in. Taking a deep breath, she reminds herself that she hasn't actually done anything for them to be angry at (yet) and heads out of the bedroom, admonishing the suddenly fascinated Bobby to stay quiet. Seeing the way Dean has to drag Castiel through the door puts a frown on her face.]

You shouldn't have tried leaving until you knew where you were, Castiel.

[Maybe if she acted like she was still in charge, she could stop feeling so... small and human.]
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[personal profile] rehymenator 2010-03-02 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Castiel thinks he's supporting himself just fine, thank you. Okay, well, maybe a little less than fine. It's not like they just traveled through a few decades. He'd be all right. Really.]

Someone informed us that we would be unable to leave.

[Because really, that's an answer. He makes it onto the couch, kind of flopping down to sit, leaning over his knees. He feels a little better once stationary and slowly looks up at Anna. Still very human. There's a millisecond where he's -- not jealous, not exactly. Curious. He also might be staring a little.]

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[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-03 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[Have we mentioned Dean is a Momma Bear? Granted Sammy isn't here but that's exactly why Dean is hovering around Castiel.]

Anna, you got a cold bottle of water and some Advil?

[Because that always made Sam feel better.]

And maybe crank the AC down.

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[identity profile] backseatangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-03 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
The AC isn't on, it's winter, it's cold and the heating's been iffy.

[She's not in the best of moods, she doesn't like being unsettled like this, not by someone who might want her dead. She frowns some more at Castiel.]

You shouldn't be this exhausted after a single exit attempt, even cut off from... Home like you are you should be able to recover faster. I mean, it's been awhile for me, but I remember that much.

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[identity profile] dude-imbatman.livejournal.com 2010-03-03 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dean gives Anna is 'does not approve' look and gets up with a snort. He goes to the kitchen and rummages around until he finds a cold bottle of water then storms to the bathroom looking for some kind of pain reliever. He returns to the room with the bottle and a couple of pills so that he can go back to hovering.]

Take these and don't bitch about it [He shoves the pills at Castiel then presses the cold bottle of water to the back of the angel's neck. See! Momma bear in full force]
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[personal profile] rehymenator 2010-03-05 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Castiel bats Dean's hand away and tries to shuffle away from the cold and awkward feeling on his vessel's neck. Unusually cranky, it only shows in his-- okay, he's just scowling as usual, really.]

I just need a moment. [And he flops down onto the couch to pass out.]

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[identity profile] backseatangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-05 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
Castiel- [She has questions, lots of questions, but she knows he's in no shape to answer. She stands and turns back to Dean, shuffling on her feet a little while the dog gives a sharp bark, just in case she'd forgotten him in there.]

There's still some of the clothes from the last time you were here, they're in there, I put the box on the bed. [She points to the room that used to be Sam's.] Do you... do you need anything? We should probably let Cas sleep it off.

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