49th Hunt [Video || Action] It's a total disgrace, they set the pace, it must be a race

[dudeimbatman]

[Dean is sitting at the bar with an empty glass and a half a bottle of whiskey. He's watching the network instead of paying attention to anything else. He remembers this day and he dreads it and he looks forward to it. There's never any telling who will show up. Finally after a great deal of contemplation he picks the device up]

No. I don't do full frontal. No matter what the Asswipe who writes the books say.

[He considers a moment then amends]

Okay sometimes I do full frontal but not by request.

Comments

[ifionlyhadasoul.livejournal.com]

What? It's the truth, right?

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

And all of the sudden you're smacking me in the face with the truth?

[ifionlyhadasoul.livejournal.com]

Look, man, if it's that big a deal, I'm sorry.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

What's going on Sam? [Clearly he's caught on that something is wrong] Are you alright? There's about half a dozen friggin' dick angels in the City right now. Not the time to explore my sex life. Where are you?

[ifionlyhadasoul.livejournal.com]

I'm at the fountain. That, uh, Euphie. Said I should go find you.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I'll be there in a minute. [He's worried now]

[ifionlyhadasoul.livejournal.com]

I'll be here.

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[ooc: 'sup to you bb. You don't get to play him often so if you want to poke at that, action spam is okay with me. If you're over it, we can assume. Just have to decide if Sam told him what the deal was or if he just knows somethings up.]

[ifionlyhadasoul.livejournal.com]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Okay well it's entirely up to you. I'll backtag with you forever on it if you want to poke at it and if it becomes boring we can just drop it. No harm no foul and I'm good with Dean just knowing that in the future something happens that makes Sam 'not right']

[ifionlyhadasoul.livejournal.com]

[Action]

[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean pulls up in the Impala and gets out, walking a bit warily toward the fountain.]

Hey. [He jerks his chin at Sam and walks up to stand beside him, hands going into the pockets of John's leather coat]

[Action]

[ifionlyhadasoul.livejournal.com]

Huh. Haven't seen that in awhile.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

Seen what? [He's giving Sam a confused look]

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[ifionlyhadasoul.livejournal.com]

Dad's jacket. You stopped wearing it.



Or, you stop wearing it.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean glances down at it and nods. He's considered putting the jacket away before. It just seems like part of home and here he could use some of the familiarity]

Future Sam. [A nod] That makes sense. [It also scares the crap out of him because there's something seriously wrong with this Sam]

We save the world, right? [Because he's from that moment right before they save things. Note he doesn't ask if Lucifer beats him to death. As long as they save the world and Sam's alive, Dean's alright. Evidence of Sam alive--if not weird--right here]

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[ifionlyhadasoul.livejournal.com]

There's no saving the world, Dean. I mean, we stop Lucifer and I take that swan dive into the box, but something else shows up. There's always something else.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean lets that sink in, thinking about it a little while before he responds]

Yeah yeah. Job's never done. I get it.

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[ifionlyhadasoul.livejournal.com]

You do? You bitch--, uh, complained a lot more last time.

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[dude-imbatman.livejournal.com]

[Dean cocks an eyebrow at that] Cas already told me. This is like a friggin' break here.