CHARACTERS: Dean Winchester & YOU!
LOCATION: Just outside the Passenger Quarters
WARNINGS: None, really, except for this good-lookin' dude. :3
SUMMARY: Dean's waiting for Jim Kirk to go on question-hunting adventures with! In the meantime, he's hanging out look like a Very Shady Character.
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...as brothers we will stand and we'll hold your hand. )
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She's walking away from the Passenger's Quarters with the book in hand, reading as she takes steps. She's committed the entire scripture to memory but the words are as comforting as the weight of it in an unfamiliar body.
And then she stops.
She doesn't move, not at first, but her gaze has shifted to the casual-but-not-casual stance of the Beef Jerky trader, and then slowly turns her head to follow, gaze locked onto the older male. And, after a few moments of staring, speaks:
"You're planning something."
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The attitude, however, distracts him from that train of thought and, though he knows he probably shouldn't, he finds her boldness amusing. His lips quirk into a semi-grin, eyebrows lifting towards his hairline a moment later because he really is trying his best to look like he isn't about to go play explorer in places he probably shouldn't be.
"Oh yeah? What makes you so sure?"
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"It's written all over you," She indicates with a raise of her eyebrow, and she can't help it when a tiny, tiny smile crosses her features. He kind of looks like her twin brother when he'd get caught doing something wrong.
"It's..pretty obvious." A beat, and then: "What are you planning, exactly?"
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"Even if I was plannin' somethin', kid, I wouldn't tell you. Hell, isn't it past your bedtime?"
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He'd met a few people who thought the whole thing was a dream. If only they were so lucky.
Nevertheless, he finally jogs around the corner, leaving in his wake hissing doors and slowing as he spots his makeshift companion, and announces his presence with a jerk of his chin and: "Hey."
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He pushes up and off of the wall and finally nods his greeting too, assessment of his expedition partner bringing him to the conclusion that he's armed if anything goes awry. Until then he's going to take a quick look over the other man's shoulder, constantly checking who's watching and who he should be watching. Old habits die hard.
"I'm Dean, your not-so-friendly, not-really-a-tour-guide," he introduces himself and doesn't intend on giving away anything more about himself than that. He still doesn't know who he can trust, so he's not going to be trusting anyone.
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Probably because he was this, back in Iowa. But, for once, he isn't looking to ruffle any feathers. He's here to check the ship out with someone who can hold their own and can handle their fear, and despite this guy's coarse demeanor, he's exactly what Jim was looking for. Of course, he'd have asked Spock to go with him, but the Vulcan had been busy doing sciencey Spock things since he came out of meditation, and the young captain couldn't complain. He could pick apart the system and Jim would take a look around and they'd rendezvous later.
"I'm Kirk," He answers, and doesn't wait for response before clapping his hands together and tilting his head as if the small incline could encompass the entirety of the ship theirs for exploration. "Shall we?"
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The tension in the way he holds his body is clear enough to people who are able to read that kind of thing. There's also a headache set deep in his skull and hunger that feels like it's starting to eat his stomach from the inside out. But those are just minor details. He wants those answers more than anything, right now.
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"Nothin' I can't suture up myself," he finally settles on and makes no big deal about the fact he's sewn himself back together more than once. There's a fairly large dose of mistrust as he continues, and though it's nothing personal, he doesn't like to give the game away so early on. Not with someone he doesn't know.
"What kinda person wants to know the gory details?"
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