Dean Winchester (
dudeimbatman) wrote2010-05-29 07:32 pm
14th Hunt [Accidental (sort of) Video] I'm a Cowboy. On a steel horse I ride...
[The feed shows Dean sitting in a hospital room. He is in a chair, head bent back over the back of the chair. He is snoring and it is the snoring that wakes him up. He actually jumps and scrubs his hands over his face. He glances at the machines hooked up Castiel, the man in the bed then pokes Castiel in the ribs.]
Cas. Hey slacker angel. Wake the hell up.
[And he pokes him again with no effect. If he had a stick he would poke him harder. As it is, he sighs then checks his device to see if he missed any calls or messages. That's when he notices it's on. he shoots it a really nice bitchface and decides to address the network]
Who ever hurt Cas? We will hunt your ass down, we will find you and we will kill you. You don't fuck with Winchesters.
[Private to Anna]
So Cas is hurt. You can probably feel that with your angel mojo. Or you saw the broadcast of his fall. He's in the hospital and I've poked him, read him a story and gotten the hottest nurse I can find to give him a sponge bath. I've got nothing left so let's bury the hatchet. For Cas' sake. Only not in my head. Or my back. Or any part of my body. Okay if you really think I'm that big a dick you can bury it in my thigh. Just avoid the artery.
I need some help, Anna. Cas needs help.
Cas. Hey slacker angel. Wake the hell up.
[And he pokes him again with no effect. If he had a stick he would poke him harder. As it is, he sighs then checks his device to see if he missed any calls or messages. That's when he notices it's on. he shoots it a really nice bitchface and decides to address the network]
Who ever hurt Cas? We will hunt your ass down, we will find you and we will kill you. You don't fuck with Winchesters.
[Private to Anna]
So Cas is hurt. You can probably feel that with your angel mojo. Or you saw the broadcast of his fall. He's in the hospital and I've poked him, read him a story and gotten the hottest nurse I can find to give him a sponge bath. I've got nothing left so let's bury the hatchet. For Cas' sake. Only not in my head. Or my back. Or any part of my body. Okay if you really think I'm that big a dick you can bury it in my thigh. Just avoid the artery.
I need some help, Anna. Cas needs help.

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...Do you still have the blade?
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What happened to your friend?
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...he was ripped to pieces and impaled on a tree. Somebody wrote 'undead' right above him.
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Ripped to pieces as in literally? Not to poke an ugly wound but it makes a difference.
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Sort of, yeah...arm was ripped off, leg partially ripped off, I think it fell off when he was being transported to safety...his head almost fell off too. So, yeah, pretty literal right there.
He's doing a bit better now, but.
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I'm Dean Winchester. Didn't catch your name.
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So what makes you think these two things are connected? Besides the fact that neither of them were human.
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[ooc: If you want to do some planning my email is writer@allengames.com. My IM is rageiscute but I'll be fairly useless with it tonight.]
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[ooc: I'm FoxPrincess40@aim.com, with an IM of the same name...which I am not logged into right now, so I too am basically useless! :D]