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113: Route 666

Sep 11, 2010 07:37

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113 - route 666, season 1

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dawnintheforest September 11 2010, 13:51:43 UTC

Cassie: I forgot you do that.
Dean: Do what?
Cassie: Oh, whenever we get-what’s the word, close? Anywhere in the neighborhood of emotional vulnerability, you back off. Or make some joke, or find any way to shut the door on me.

doylescordy September 12 2010, 21:35:17 UTC

Sam: For a year and a half I do nothing but lie to Jessica, and you go out with this chick in Ohio a couple of times, and you tell her everything?! Dean!

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Re: Winchester Currency tahirire September 18 2010, 03:49:35 UTC

Awww, poor Sam. *loves Jess*

Re: Winchester Currency doylescordy September 18 2010, 05:24:30 UTC

Poor Sam feeling guilty. :( Good read!

doylescordy September 12 2010, 21:48:17 UTC

Sam: Look man, everybody's got to open up to someone sometime.

Dean: Yeah, I don't.

doylescordy September 12 2010, 22:14:38 UTC

Sam: My life was so simple. Just school, exams, papers on polycentric cultural norms.

Dean: I guess I saved you from a boring existence.

Sam: Occasionally I miss boring.

Bounced, 1/2 themonkeytwin October 10 2010, 04:27:48 UTC

By the time the first punch flew, it didn’t really matter what the argument was about. String theory, experimental programming logic, PBRs, classic American rock, hairstyles, the limitations of methodological naturalism ... never mattered. It was all the same thing: class snobbery. The place was pure meritocracy - right up to when you rocked up in plaid and a mullet.

Didn’t matter that Ash could show up in class and out-think even the Asian contingent while the mother of all hangovers humped his skull. Didn’t matter that he could wander into the wrong class (not even hungover, this time - still drunk) and ace the exam. Didn’t matter that he could critique his profs’ work as much as they critiqued his. (Actually, that part could be okay.) Will Hunting, eat your effing heart out.

The bloody crunch of cartilage was satisfying; Daniel Merenvald’s nose would never be the same. Maybe it’d also help rearrange his thought processes vis-à-vis being a total douchebag, asshole. And not doing anything when his elitist douchebag friends laughed ( ... )

Re: Bounced, 2/2 themonkeytwin October 10 2010, 04:30:20 UTC

Ash took the card with an unrepentant grin and no offense, and within two hours his clothes and his laptop were riding shotgun in his truck. He pulled up in front of the dome, clambered up onto his roof, and summoned up every barroom-brawl and metal show roar his diaphragm ever held.

“TAKE YOUR IHTFP AND GO SCREW YOURSELF!” he hollered, making the appropriate gesture with both hands at arms’ length, getting more than a few startled looks from passing students. He held the position and turned a full 360 to make sure they didn’t miss his point, before slithering dizzily back into the cab. This hangover was one mean son of a bitch, but all things considered, that had felt good. Goodbye to snobs, goodbye to morning classes, goodbye to boring. He did a victory lap of noise pollution, leaning on the horn the whole way around, and peeled out with a squeal of tires before campus security could catch up with him ( ... )

Re: Bounced, 2/2 tahirire October 11 2010, 10:25:33 UTC

*squee*

Sorry it took me so long to link this - but I LOVE it!!! You wrote Ash fic!!!! :D :D :D And it's so completely Ash-like!!!

!!!!

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doylescordy September 12 2010, 22:25:17 UTC

Dean: Maybe? Maybe?! What if you were wrong?

Sam: Huh. Honestly that thought hadn't occurred to me.