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[when the Sphere turns on, have a confused-looking dude (who has already ditched the orange suit, kthx) staring at it for a couple of moments. he'd just tossed the thing and now... well. this.]
Okay... what the hell? ... Paging Captain Kirk. Look, I've already had my fair share of weird shit today; let's not top it off, huh? -
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PLEASE DEFRIEND THIS JOURNAL.
It is now being used somewhere else. -
- 22
[Dean's in the kitchen getting coffee, looking tired and just a little bit disoriented -- something's making him feel sick to his stomach, like a sense of wrong that he can't quite figure out. Hoping coffee can solve it, well, he's making the strongest coffee that he knows how to make. When he's done, he moves to look down the hall -- he didn't see ( Read more... ) -
- 21
[Dean looks freaked. He looks very, very freaked. Because his /father/ just walked down the road ahead of him, and that's impossible. It's more than impossible. Dad's dead, or he's supposed to be dead, and Dean doesn't know what to do. It could be a spirit or a shapeshifter or a demon, but he /knows/ dad, and he knows that that was him. It had to ( Read more... ) -
- 20
[Dean is naked. Or rather, was. He managed to grab a conveniently placed blanket off the couch in the nick of time]
All right, kids. Somebody's got some explaining to do. -
- 19
[Dean looks tired, dazed and confused as he looks around his bedroom and accesses the second level, rubbing at the back of his neck where there's a crown tattoo very similar to that of his brother's -- but, of course, he doesn't realize it's there just yet]
Fuck. Just -- Christ, how long was I gone? Feels like a friggin' year.
Sammy. Both of you ( Read more... ) -
- 17
[a tired and visibly sleep-rumpled Dean wanders into the kitchen, searching for some food and his morning coffee. but looking up, he sees -- o hay, who's that already in the kitchen?]
'Morning, Rose. Been a while since we've had you in El Casa Winche --
Uh.
[he dons an honest, slightly nervous smile, flattening his OMGBEDMUSSED hair] -- Uh, hey ( Read more... ) -
- 16
[Dean is sitting on the sofa, cleaning a shotgun; one's in his hand, one's on the coffee table next to him. Fay is laying next to him, head on his lap, not fazed at all that Daddy Number Two has a weapon]
Yeah, guess what's going on the list of Things Dean Never Wants To Experience Again. Friggin' glad that that's overwith. And I'd love to know ( Read more... ) -
- 15
[Dean is sitting on the couch, beer in hand -- and he's not looking terribly happy.]
I don't know what the hell to think anymore.
((ooc: Dean, being Dean, was out past curfew. He's lost his ability to hide his emotions, so if he's feeling something, you're gonna know -- and you're gonna know why. Unfortunately he's feeling broody and angsty right ( Read more... )