[video] (and with this, I'm going to go hide a while /)___(\ )

[100deaths_a_day]

[The device is fumbled with, his hands and arms are still shaking. The angle shows his arm - while he was able to (just) reach his comm, he is restrained) and him with a confused look on his face.]

H-how... [He pulls against the restraint with his arm, but his strength, even the extra that the hell flavouring on his soul gives him, is wavering

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[Action]

[batgirlsteph]

[Batgirl padded quietly down the hallway, all senses on high alert. This was a completely different ball game than the Manor where she'd woken up. It was like something straight out of a horror movie. At least she had her suit and the gear that had been on it with her. That was going to make things a bit easier.

As she moves down the hall she pauses to glance into each room. The last thing she wants is for something to pop out and get her from behind. Her bo staff is fully extended and gripped tightly in one hand, ready to give anything that surprises her a good whack or four.

When she hears something making noise in one of the rooms, Batgirl tenses up, takes a step back, and kicks the door open.... To reveal some guy tied to a cot. She raises an eyebrow and inches into the room, the staff raised defensively in front of her. And then as she gets closer, she realizes that she recognizes the guy. The staff is lowered as she steps close enough to be hovering over him slightly.] I really hope this isn't your "I told you so"

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[100deaths_a_day]

[You'll have to excuse him, his memory of the last few days is... fuzzy at best.] I... what?

[Action]

[batgirlsteph]

[She raises an eyebrow. Wow. He looked out of it.] You are Dean, right? Not some evil doppleganger fabricated by this Author person? [Considering the current state of things, that was probably a valid concern.]

Manor, Author, Strange things, different worlds.... I told you so? Anything coming back to you? [As she talked, Batgirl checked the restraints. What had happened to this poor guy? She didn't loosen them yet though. The last thing she wanted was for him to be all crazy and start trying to kill her. Not that she couldn't take him. It just seemed like a waste of energy when someone had already gone to the trouble of securing him.]

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[100deaths_a_day]

I'm Dean. but... no. It's still... gone.

If I did say that? Yes, this would count as an 'I told you so' moment.

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[in_texas]

[Jake's dressed a bit differently than Dean might remember, what with the forced surfer costume he's had to endure. He's still the same cowboy-soul underneath, though.]

I hear you, Pardner. What happened to you?

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[100deaths_a_day]

Jake! [He's.... probably never sounded so relieved to see you] I don't... [His brow furrows as he tries to think. but there's a fuzz as to what happened over the last few days, from before the 'treatment'.]

...Wanna take me up on that drink when I get out of here [Somehow. Seems unrelated, but he needs a damned drink, and he's trying to distract himself as he tries to work out of his bindings.]

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[in_texas]

Sure thing.

[Pause.]

You...need any help, there?

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[100deaths_a_day]

[He gives another tug, but they're still not moving] Nah, I'm good.

just... focus on yourself. Get armed, and get hidden. Don't worry about me.

Yeah. he saw what you did there.

[hunter_returns]

Dean? [Have a desperately worried brother. And when he worries, the wall cracks a little bit more.] Dean!

Dean, what happened? Where are you?

eheheheheheh gdi, Sam. He said he's fine. oh look, he said it again.

[100deaths_a_day]

[...he doesn't remember. Just knows Sam shouldn't be near. not safe.]

I'm fine, Sam. You need to find mom. [He can't remember if he's spoken to her before this, but knows she's here.the last three... four days got scrambled during his 'treatment'.]

pfft. Sam knows better than to listen

[hunter_returns]

Mom's all right. I saw her comm.

Dean, where are you? What happened? [He's been out rescuing people, finding stragglers in the fog, but his brother (as always) comes first. Agitated, he presses the slowly healing wound in his palm.]

:| big brother knows best.

[100deaths_a_day]

I'm in a room. [He gives what's meant to be his trademark smirk, but it falls a little short.]

Seriously, Sammy, I'm peachy. [There's a sound to his side, and Dean's head shoots around.]