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[dudeimbatman]

This is Dean Winchester. You know what to do.

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~VOICEMAIL~

[mechanicalmice.livejournal.com]

Mary said food costs too much
Which really didn't please her
Tonight she's having leg of lamb
The rest is in the freezer!

CALL

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Lamb burgers are friggin' tasty.

text

[notverypriestly.livejournal.com]

Hey, you uh. You wouldn't happen to have made a deal for me, would you?

Re: text

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

...No. Why? You ok?

[This is not concern. Not at all]

VOICEMAIL

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Dean. We gotta talk. Call me back as soon as you get this.

Call

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean is in the Impala driving around town when he gets Sam's voicemail so he calls back and talks to himself while it rings.]

Ring Ring

Come Sammy, pick up

[text]

[backseatangel.livejournal.com]

[Backdated to last night.]

Lucifer's free.

Re: [text]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Fuck. Where is he?

voicemail

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

Dean, I'm at [random location] on a lead from Blue. Bring weapons.

[ooc: I'll be jumping in with action on Lazslo's post (http://laszlo-jamf.livejournal.com/8620.html?thread=402860#t402860) -- didn't have a lot of time to organize much, but the cops will be arresting him. Kate will also likely be doing a lot of shooting. Inviting some others, too!]

Re: voicemail

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

On my way.

Voicemail

[justcautious.livejournal.com]

Dean, Hanna's got arm lurgy or sommat. Shoulder. He don't want t'say 'e's not fine or nothin' so....I dunno, maybe you can do somethin'?

[ Text ]

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Re: [ Text ]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

You ok?

text;

[rehymenator]

Don't look for me. If there is an emergency...I'll be around.

Re: text;

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Dude...lemme know if I can do anything.

voicemail;

[cuffyoutwice.livejournal.com]

Winchester. We have a cure that works, and I got some for your friend if you want it. Come by the precinct, I left it at the front desk for you.

Hope it works on him.

Voice Mail

[feellikejumping.livejournal.com]

Officer Winchester, this is DCI Sam Tyler of Intel. I have something I'd like to discuss with you when you have a moment.

Re: Voice Mail

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Yeah. This is Winchester. What you need?

Valentine's Delivery

[alexis-castle.livejournal.com]

A set of four cupcakes (http://pics.livejournal.com/alexis_castle/pic/00004phs) is delivered to dude_imbatman with this note:

Happy Valentine's Day, Dean! Four more to go with the dozen.
From: Alexis Castle (http://alexis-castle.livejournal.com/)

Made by and delivered by Alexis Castle (http://alexis-castle.livejournal.com/)

TEXT

[srsbusinessk.livejournal.com]

Re: TEXT

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Crap. I've got little you here. I really don't want Lucifer getting his hands on him. We may crash with pizza. You can be Uncle Sam...or some bullshit story.

Text

[the-dawnster.livejournal.com]

Hey can I ask you a favor?

Re: Text

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Sure, what's up, Squirt?

[action] november 2; this is shamelessly a booty call

[commarogue]

Usually she tries not to go back to their places, but honestly she can't really be all that stingy. She won't ever say he's worth it necessarily, but there's something to be said, that they're cut from the same cloth or whatever. Pretty much, boil it down? This is easy. They both needed some easy now and again.

The past two weeks were utter shit, and this one she just barely had gotten through wasn't peachy, either. Three times, she almost died. Attempted murder by tiny little porcelain Dawn, and then a damn wolf almost chomps her head off. The worst was definitely Derek. Vamps already hit places deep within Faith that were unpleasant, but she trusted Derek; not that it was his fault.

It's not as self-destructive as she once would have made it, but Winchester won't pull his punches with her, and sometimes Faith needs that. The pain, the trust, and especially the exchange. He needed the same thing she did just as bad and so it made it less humiliating to actively seek it out. There were never any questions about what it is or would ever be. Just the case of beer in her hand as an offering, maybe some story-swapping and then rolling under the covers until dawn.

"Winchester, you in there?" She raps her knuckles on the door before backing up to look back down the stairway. "Coming to collect on those tips you said you had for me."

[action] november 2; this is shamelessly a booty call

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Dean is already drinking whiskey when Faith knocks on the door. He's slumped on the couch watching a black and white horror movie and trying to forget what day it is. He hates November 2. When the knock comes on his door, he gets up and opens the door. He's wearing a tee shirt, jeans and his feet are bare.

"I'm all outta hot dogs and smores but you can bring the beer inside."

[calling]

[dulcisnuntius.livejournal.com]

RING RING RING

[calling]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean answers the phone after just a couple of rings.]

Yeah?

Call

[iwatchtjhooker]

Dude. Your angel friend just propositioned me.

For sex.

Call

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Oh for fucks sake.

[he's not even going to cover the phone. He'll just start bellowing for Cas to get his fairy ass down here now]

voicemail

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Hey. Call me back. I need to talk to you.

Call

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Hey Ken, what's up?

Call

[badhairlifetime.livejournal.com]

Hello, sir. Sergeant Angua reporting.

There's someone interested (http://officer-garrus.livejournal.com/10819.html?thread=235331#t235331) in joining the police force, as an investigator, so I told him that I'd talk to you. To schedule an interview with him. When would be best for you?

Call

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Monday late morning would work. Thanks, Angua.

[weirddreams]

[Attachment]

So I was thinking we could get some extras for our trip, something like that. Get back to me on what you think.

[Obviously they don't need more glam but... Sam has only come up with this to mollify what or why Dean is extra since getting back. Really, he wants to get down to the bottom of it eventually.

Besides he still looks forward to that trip they were gonna take.]

[dudeimbatman]

I was thinking about some fancy ass camping grill.

[No, but if they're going to go big, they might as well go really big. That might come out while camping. It's not something Dean wants to think about anymore. He lived it. That's enough.]