[ Philip is back on the other side. Phil is done for the day. And this narration won't rest until all four of Philip and all two of Dean have met in any and all combinations possible.
And so it's not the sleazebag himself but his lovely companion Claire who steers the body home towards their room when he runs into Dean on the mirrorside. ]
H-hello,
[ he mumbles with his head hung conspicuously low and his feet already trying to hurry past Dean.
Granted, that plan might have some flaws, but who'd blame Claire? That hunter is scary.
[ Remember when we said Claire was awful at lying and acting? That goes double for when he's nervous and triple for when he's trying to book it as fast as possible. ]
Y-yeah, I was- was j-just gonna- gonna go to a- a- sex thing now, so I'll, uh, I'll-- I'm not Phil, please don't hurt me.
[That hand that Dean has on his gun? It might just be cocking the weapon. Maybe. Possibly. Definitely. Yes.]
So you're Clarence.
[Excuse him for being a little suspicious, my good man, but headvoices having mirrors? That seems like a bit of a stretch, even if this version seems nervous.
Well. Maybe it's just because Dean isn't handcuffed to a goddamn bed right now.]
[ Claire nods very quickly and very nervously, because even for somebody who's not as perceptive as his counterpart he's still more than perceptive enough to notice that gun. ]
I- I'm h-his mirror,
[ he clarifies shakily and pushes himself to extend a hand in greeting that is in an equally trembling state. ]
[Weird? Only permissible when it's the real Philip and they're having mental breakdowns while people around them explode into orange juice? Sure, we'll go with that.
Just don't hug him again.
You stink of sex pot.]
...why're you in charge? Usually it's the horny one.
And so it's not the sleazebag himself but his lovely companion Claire who steers the body home towards their room when he runs into Dean on the mirrorside. ]
H-hello,
[ he mumbles with his head hung conspicuously low and his feet already trying to hurry past Dean.
Granted, that plan might have some flaws, but who'd blame Claire? That hunter is scary.
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There's no way he's getting past Dean, despite the strangely non-confrontational method he appears to be employing.]
The Hell's up with you, Don Juan? Get lost on your way to a quickie with suited me?
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[ Remember when we said Claire was awful at lying and acting? That goes double for when he's nervous and triple for when he's trying to book it as fast as possible. ]
Y-yeah, I was- was j-just gonna- gonna go to a- a- sex thing now, so I'll, uh, I'll-- I'm not Phil, please don't hurt me.
[ Familiar accent, anyone? Yes? No? Maybe? Lobster? ]
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So you're Clarence.
[Excuse him for being a little suspicious, my good man, but headvoices having mirrors? That seems like a bit of a stretch, even if this version seems nervous.
Well. Maybe it's just because Dean isn't handcuffed to a goddamn bed right now.]
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I- I'm h-his mirror,
[ he clarifies shakily and pushes himself to extend a hand in greeting that is in an equally trembling state. ]
H-h-- H-hey.
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[Well, well, well...if it isn't his evil twi- I mean, good twin. And here Dean had assumed they would be the same.
Disarming his gun and shoving it into the back of his pants, Dean reaches out and shakes Nega-Clarence's hand.]
Chill out, dude. Long as you're not killin' anybody I don't got any beef with you.
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Claire however is only one thing: RELIEVED.
Just give the anxiety just another tiny moment to abate.
Wait for it...
Waaait for it...
Aaannnnnd.... ]
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[HUGBEEEES!
I mean. Hug. Quite possibly the biggest hug of your life. You... were expecting that, weren't you? ♥ ]
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...what are you doing?
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Givin' you a hug?
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Claire hurriedly takes a step back and crosses his arms behind his back. ]
S-sorry.
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[Weird? Only permissible when it's the real Philip and they're having mental breakdowns while people around them explode into orange juice? Sure, we'll go with that.
Just don't hug him again.
You stink of sex pot.]
...why're you in charge? Usually it's the horny one.
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