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thirty-one beers

Apr 19, 2009 19:09

[ In his dream, they do nothing. It isn't the same as reality, but Dean's subconscious has never been particularly forgiving of himself, not in the slightest, and Dean's subconscious believes he might have deserved this a little, the pain and the loneliness and the dying and going to Hell ( Read more... )

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sob, watching you. o_o call_me_spooky April 19 2009, 23:45:18 UTC

that's creepy creepy mulder o_o shutupsammy April 19 2009, 23:47:05 UTC

spooky. not creepy, spooky. >_> sob i'm sorry i'm a slow tagger this curse is kljgkldgjdsgfdg /flail call_me_spooky April 20 2009, 01:25:20 UTC

Damned if he knows how he got here. He'd considered getting really fucking drunk, after Scully disappeared, but decided against it, which took drunken hallucinations off the table. Which left the unpleasant possibility that this was really happening-- something he'd like to avoid considering. Not that he knew Dean all that well, but-- he seemed like a good kid.

He kind of feels like he ought to have a flashlight and his gun. Which is kind of depressing-- mangled corpses shouldn't really make you think about work, should they.

"Shit."

dean says he's creepy mulder now. AND THAT IS A-OK BB. shutupsammy April 20 2009, 01:44:54 UTC

And Fox Fucking Mulder is now in Dean's dream this time, and isn't that the kicker of them all. It's not as if Dean is surprised by much these days, though, and he speaks up, wondering if he can be seen or heard as he slides out from the corner he's been waiting in.

He crosses his arms over his chest and clears his throat, the temperature in the room dipping low because of his own spirit nature.

"Yeah, I know, right? It happens when you die. You lose muscle control and stuff. That's pretty embarrassing."

well he's been called much worse things, he can live with creepy call_me_spooky April 20 2009, 02:08:20 UTC

He turns around at the voice, reaching for the gun he doesn't have. Not that it would do much, since the only thing he could shoot was already laying on the ground and pretty clearly out of commission. And ghost Dean doesn't look that much better.

"Happens to the best of us. I'd offer you a band-aid, but I left my first aid kit in my other alternate dimension."

what about daddy? shutupsammy April 20 2009, 02:37:39 UTC

His form flickers for a second before Dean shoves his hands deep into his pockets and shrugs, stepping over to Mulder and then staring down into his own open, fish-like dead eyes.

"That was pretty funny. Sorry you had to see this, though. Not exactly something I like to talk about for all of the obvious reasons."

:o well there was this one time-- call_me_spooky April 20 2009, 02:44:14 UTC

"Yeah, I wouldn't either."

He's trying to avoid looking at Dean's remains. It seems like the polite thing to do, and really, he doesn't need to see it.

"So where the hell are we?"

D: too much storytiem shutupsammy April 20 2009, 02:47:05 UTC

"Suburbia," Dean says, lips cracking into a lopsided Elvis smirk before he sobers up again and offers Mulder an honest answer.

"A dream. My dream. It's either a curse or somebody needs their psychic ass kicked hard."

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