69th Hunt [Action]

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean is sitting at the bar of one of the dive bars in the Underground. It's greasy, dirty and just beat up enough to make him feel at home. He's got a glass of whiskey in front of him that he's actually sipping at this time. He looks rough though, unshaven and like he hasn't slept in a week. He's been trying, honestly, but with Sam gone his

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[bladed_siberian]

[Have a Ken]

You look like crap.

[dude_imbatman]

Yeah well you look like an asshole.

[bladed_siberian]

[Good luck scaring him off, Dean. Not gonna work. See, he's sitting down next to you.]

Tell me something I don't know.

[He motions to the bartender to bring him one of whatever Dean's drinking.]

[dude_imbatman]

I'm friggin' awesome.

[Denial Denial Denial Denial. It's the Winchester way.]

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[child_radical]

Do I need to call the hospital and see if they have a healthy liver in stock?

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[dude_imbatman]

Good luck findin' one of those in this place.

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[child_radical]

The black market has everything. Possibly.

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[dude_imbatman]

Huh. Organs? Really? [He's never looked into it but he's curious now.]

[1charmingangel]

[Clearly the best places for alcohol here are down in the Underground. Not only that but they actually have action on top of that. They're his favorite bars to go to really. He could get drunk and cause trouble. Or get in trouble. Or jump into trouble.

As long as it meant finding a way to not think about what he was, Clary, home, Clary, his family, Clary, his death, Clary...then he was good with it.

So he sits down next to the guy who looks like hell and points his thumb at him.]

I'll have what he's having.

[dude_imbatman]

[Kid doesn't look like he's old enough to drink much but hey, Dean's not judging. It's not like he was old enough when he started drinking either. He smirks over at Jace.]

School gettin' a little rough?

[It's not as sarcastic and demeaning as it would be from someone else because there's a trace of something in Dean's voice that says he knows how much life can suck even when you're still a kid.]

[1charmingangel]

[Jace lifts a brow at him before he smirks and takes a sip at the whiskey. Stuffs not too bad actually. Bit disappointing that he managed to get a sip in rather than someone picking a fight though.]

I don't go to school.

[dude_imbatman]

Don't know what you're missing out on. The cheerleaders alone...

[withloadedguns]

[He doesn't really consider the Underground his territory--he gets down there from time to time, it's got its charms, but it's not the same as the edges of town. Still, word gets around about some name or other, one person or another, in a spot. The way he figures, might as well.

So, after a while, he'll wander down there, turn up, and find himself a place a seat or so down...]

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean glances over at 'Jeb' and nods. He takes a sip of his whiskey before speaking.]

Hey, Jeb. What you celebrating? [Yeah that's sarcastic because he doubts anyone in this place is here to celebrate.]

[withloadedguns]

[He's got a glass of his own now. And he returns the nod before turning back to the glass.]

A man needs a reason for a drink?

[Kind of cheeky. Because that's how he rolls.]

[dude_imbatman]

[Dean shrugs.]

Makes drinking more fun.

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[heelsandlaw]

Still at it, Winchester? [ Said almost pleasantly. ]

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[dude_imbatman]

[Dean's device squawks and he picks it up, smirking a little at it.]

Yup. I'm workin' on a record. It was six months last time.

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[heelsandlaw]

How did that work out for you?

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[dude_imbatman]

Alright. Sam came back about six months later.