May 11, 2009 09:30
Endrance turned his head to look at the intercom, giving it a look that would wither an entire rose garden in an instant. He would never get used to ending up in his room again from somewhere else in the Institute
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methos,
klavier,
tenzen,
tsubaki,
kaiji,
anise,
kamiya kaoru,
rude,
snake,
teisel,
the doctor,
blitzwing,
ken amada,
sam winchester,
utena,
asch,
miku,
zex,
franziska,
misa,
peter parker,
luxord,
raphael,
kanji,
brainiac 5,
the flash,
james bond,
phoenix,
megatron,
albedo,
blue beetle,
van,
eileen,
lord recluse,
peter petrelli,
yohji,
mele,
stahn,
two-face,
akihiko,
ritsuka,
the scarecrow,
sync,
ayumu,
okita,
daphne,
juri,
lockdown,
scourge,
tyki,
yukari yakumo,
haseo,
citan,
kiden,
tony stark,
endrance,
obi-wan kenobi,
kenshin,
senna,
fayt,
hanatarou,
chidori,
sora,
jason,
evangeline,
luffy,
renamon,
claude,
keman,
haruno sakura,
superboy,
edgeworth,
sousuke,
harley,
dean winchester,
hughes,
celes,
hk-47,
sho,
ren,
guy,
kvothe,
kio,
armand,
alessa,
nigredo,
naomi,
wesker,
frey,
valyn,
lelouch,
chise,
ryuk,
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fai,
leon magnus,
schuldig,
sasuke,
yue,
aidou,
ophelia,
gin,
scar (tlk),
brad,
subaru,
sanzo
Dean's hand fell when Sam pushed it away, dropping to his lap as he half-straddled the seat so he could better face his brother. Yeah, yeah. Dean knew perfectly well that all things considered, Sam was actually fine - he wasn't dead, this wasn't Cold Oak, which made every alternative to "stone cold dead" as fine - but the fact remained someone had worked over his brother and that didn't and wouldn't ever sit well with him. Dean's eyes were only on Sammy, following his every movement protectively. Luckily he really did seem to be fine, even with the unexplained bruises and scrapes, but that still didn't stop Dean from sitting there stiffly at the table, feeling his fingers curling into fists on his knees on their own and wishing he could throttle something just to get it outta his system. Sam's question, though, did throw him off-balance enough for him to forget for a second just how seriously pissed off he was. Dean chewed on his bottom lip and shrugged.
Winced despite himself. Even that hurt.
"About last night?" Dean asked, confused. He reached up to scratch the back of his head as he tried hard again to remember. Came up with a big fat blank, same as before. "Just remember taking a nap in M2, though most of it was to avoid having my roommate come out at me. He was the guy who almost stumbled on our exorcism the other night," Dean added, "After that, nothing. Just waking up like this," he made a gesture at his generally crappy appearance, which this time had nothing to do with witches. "I would've thought I slept through last night but...y'know."
Dean paused then. He'd had some suspicions about what it meant to wake up without any idea what you were doing hours before. Maybe it could be sleep-walking...but that happened to other people, not him. Something obviously happened last night, and he hadn't been the one doing the driving in his body. Had he been possessed? Dean wasn't too sure. Could be a number of things at this point. Maybe the same thing happened to Sam? Either way, it seemed like his best bet for getting clued in was his little brother.
Dean leaned forward. "What about you?" he lowered his voice, knowing he hadn't been exactly super-spy about making sure his brother was okay, but not wanting to broadcast to everyone around them everything they talked about either. He met Sam's eyes, and kept checking out that damn shiner on the kid's face despite himself. Nice black eye. It wasn't the first he'd seen - compared to that cut on his throat, it was nothing - but it still made him feel that stillness settle in his stomach, ugly and needing an outlet.
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