text / action;likedillingerNovember 9 2011, 06:19:53 UTC
[Dean's probably in the middle of painting crosses on the walls of the Enterprise panic room when he hears his datapad beep and goes over to see who it is, hitting the button with his pinkie, to try to keep from spattering paint all over the screen.
He nearly knocks the bucket of it over when he sees what's there, waiting for him. No name, no ID, no anything: just a set of numbers, that might be meaningless, considering they were all zeroes, if Dean hadn't learned that particular set of coordinates well as a would-be starship captain.
The Galactic Coordinates for Coruscant herself.]
... Dad. [It sounds impossible - but at the same time, not. Dad was here before, why couldn't he show up now? Especially with Ellen and Ash just coming around... His heart's in his throat as he wipes his hands off as rapidly as he can on a rag, so that he can try to send out a reply]
dad? if thats you, we're on coruscant right now. where can we find you?
[He pushes send, then immediately feels like that message wasn't good enough and kicks himself over what else he should've said, and about how much he wanted to ask Dad if he was alright. But he knows that question won't meet with an answer, so it was better to go the practical route.
For now, Dean's gotta go find Sam. His pet project forgotten, he heads up into the rest of the ship to look for him]
You know anybody else who's prone to sending us coordinates? [He comes to a halt, looking less freaked out than his brother, but definitely anxious, and having a difficult time masking it] ... He's been here before. Not a big stretch to think he's back.
[and it's like the wind is knocked out of him for a second, and he slumped back against the nearest wall. Of course his father would just send coordinates. Of course he can't just say hello like a normal freakin' family, but Sam keeps those thoughts silent for right now. Instead, he swallows it back and looks at his brother]
[... It's a good question. There's zero indication of where he's supposed to BE and it's one big planet] Center of the Galactic capital: maybe he's talking the Palace of the Republic.
[Poor, unsuspecting Jo is on her way back home from kicking Arthur's ass at space jousting. Despite her own injuries, she's in a good mood as she makes her way on the ship, and is whistling and humming under her breath as she does so.
But then she sees Sam and Dean, clearly in business mode about something.
All happiness stops and she abruptly stops humming, her smile vanishing.]
Sam, Dean.
[She tries to get their attention as she hurries on over.]
[Good timing, because Dean was about to comment on Sam's mutterance (that is so a word now), when you guys show up. Dean glances between them, and then once at Sam, hesitating, obviously wanting to get a move on]
[Color her surprised. She wants to be happy for them, but past issues combined with the fact her mother is on the -
Oh wait. She turns her head to look down the hall in the direction of the living quarters, making sure her mom isn't standing RIGHT THERE or anything.]
He sent you a message, or you just think he's here? [There's a hesitant pause, and Jo shoves her feelings aside to make this about them.]
C'mon, let's figure out where in the hell he's at.
He sent us coordinates. [He sounds a little annoyed at having to spell that out, but it has much more to do with his emotions running high and his frustration with Sam's obvious exasperation with the man's methods, than anything] Coruscant's coordinates. [His eyes dart over to the angel]
He nearly knocks the bucket of it over when he sees what's there, waiting for him. No name, no ID, no anything: just a set of numbers, that might be meaningless, considering they were all zeroes, if Dean hadn't learned that particular set of coordinates well as a would-be starship captain.
The Galactic Coordinates for Coruscant herself.]
... Dad. [It sounds impossible - but at the same time, not. Dad was here before, why couldn't he show up now? Especially with Ellen and Ash just coming around... His heart's in his throat as he wipes his hands off as rapidly as he can on a rag, so that he can try to send out a reply]
dad? if thats you, we're on coruscant right now. where can we find you?
[He pushes send, then immediately feels like that message wasn't good enough and kicks himself over what else he should've said, and about how much he wanted to ask Dad if he was alright. But he knows that question won't meet with an answer, so it was better to go the practical route.
For now, Dean's gotta go find Sam. His pet project forgotten, he heads up into the rest of the ship to look for him]
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Is that who I think that is?
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So where is he?
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[seriously, their father. then a beat. he swallows the anger down, and nods]
Fine. The Palace would probably be a good place to start and we can circle out from there.
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[A frown, but he nods too and moves ahead of his bro, heading down the hall] I tried sendin' him a response. Maybe we'll get somethin' back.
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Doubt it.
[ ... no, he shouldn't have said that. oops.]
At least we're actually on the same planet.
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But then she sees Sam and Dean, clearly in business mode about something.
All happiness stops and she abruptly stops humming, her smile vanishing.]
Sam, Dean.
[She tries to get their attention as she hurries on over.]
What's going on?
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... It's Dad. We think he's here.
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Oh wait. She turns her head to look down the hall in the direction of the living quarters, making sure her mom isn't standing RIGHT THERE or anything.]
He sent you a message, or you just think he's here? [There's a hesitant pause, and Jo shoves her feelings aside to make this about them.]
C'mon, let's figure out where in the hell he's at.
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[ which is one part cas trying to help and one part cas being too impatient to put up with the human methods of seeking out people. ]
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And what're you gonna do if you find him?
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Can you just bring him here?
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