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(mind_the_muse) "Do you serve a purpose or purposely serve?"

Jun 15, 2008 20:34

- Have you ever been betrayed by someone you love dearly? He sat. Unmoving. He wasn't sure for how long. All time was the same for him. He'd lost them. Slipped right through his blood slicked fingers ( Read more... )

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idontdig_graves June 17 2008, 03:49:56 UTC

Elle didn't mind the contact, in a way it reminded her of sitting in the back of the Impala and shoving her foot on Dean's head, or wedging it between the door and the passenger seat so Sam would hold onto it. It never made getting out of the Impala easy but she didn't ever mind. Now she didn't mind Alec's boots barely pressed to her thigh ( ... )

smart_alec494 June 17 2008, 04:22:20 UTC

He looked up from his slight daze. "Smart." He dredged up some life. "I wanna die in firey explosion, but only when I'm old." He could do this. It just wasn't easy. He uncurled and slipped out of the car. It was easier with someone near by. A steady presence. A genetic traite he'd gotten from Dean. He didn't do as well alone.

His feet hit the pavement and he wasn't X5 steady, but good enough. He looked around and matched up his suroundings with the snap shots that accompanied his mental atlas. It didn't take him long to match up the route that Elle had picked. Main roads, pleanty of places to stop.

idontdig_graves June 18 2008, 20:20:02 UTC

Elle scooted over onto the passenger side door, she never really liked to risk the whole giant ball of flame account of her. She'd watched those Dateline things where the pop of static torched the cars. Walking around to the other side but not so near she hovered near the hood of the truck, leaning toward the side mirror a bit. "You look like shit," Elle finally expressed honestly, but with a smile of concern and caring so hopefully he wouldn't fly off the handle on her ( ... )

smart_alec494 June 20 2008, 17:52:13 UTC

He nodded a little at her pronouncement about his appearance. He kinda figured he looked about as good as he felt and it wasn't all self neglect. He then gave a small but genuine smiled at the comment about the ice cream. That had been the birthday party she'd thrown for him. The first party of any sort he'd ever had. "It was damned good too." After a moment he added. "I'll eat." He didn't know how to express how grateful he was to her for coming back. and for making this trip with him, so if she wanted him to eat he damned well would ( ... )

idontdig_graves June 24 2008, 21:14:20 UTC

Elle pursed up her lips in question to her own words, "Huh, I don't know? I guess I never thought about the order more or less the whole barely living state you look like you're existing in. Which by the way better get better before we get to Ally ( ... )

smart_alec494 July 26 2008, 00:02:20 UTC

"Maybe I'm to literal? Sometimes I do that." He sipped at the milk, giving that and his pills some time to settle before wanting to atempt anything else. Puking would be so uncool.

"I'll look better. I think. . I think I need sleep." He watched her eat while working on the milk. "It's hard. Double whammy. So seretonin no sleep." He looked down, "I don't like sleeping alone." It didn't even have to be Ruby. Just family. Lately it had been Ruby, Ally or Dean. Dean was surprisingly tolerant of his kid brother acting like an attentioned starved stray. But Ruby, Dean and Sammy were gone.

He abruptly shook his head and climbed into the truck, cutting off thoughts that wouldn't help.

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