Comments | carpe_ho_ras: || Re-Introduction: If You Need Him, He'll Be There Again ||

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|| Re-Introduction: If You Need Him, He'll Be There Again ||

Jan 07, 2013 22:58

[SPOILERS for Supernatural up to 5x22 in this post, and likely in the course of play with my Dean. Sorry.]
( Beautiful loser, never take it all 'cause it's easier and faster when you fall; you just can't have it all. )

shadow, neville longbottom, manuel lorimer, !re-introduction, billy thunder, icarus, john reese, carol peletier, zz:(dropped)dean winchester, lystra, zz:(dropped)eda (black lagoon), sugar castaway, zz:(dropped)greenback jane, iphigenia, zz:(dropped)alcuin nò delaunay

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loves_mama January 9 2013, 07:26:15 UTC

Here's someone else who thought Dean was dead. Billy can smell him a long way off, and as soon as he catches the familiar scent, he comes running.

"Dean!" he shouts, and he's going to come up from behind and try to glomp him. Which could be a bit awkward, since Dean doesn't know who he is.

surfaceshine January 9 2013, 08:40:37 UTC

Dean is just on his way back from finding out that really, no really, for real, he can't get back to the Impala. It should be easy in the snow, he can clearly see where he and Shadow walked, he can see where their two tracks met up, and then his own just... disappears.

He's turning over the possibilities for what and who might be able to do that, the considerably longer list of who might want to, when he hears the sound of someone running, glances up just in time to catch sight of...

Okay, that's weird, and it would be even without the impact a moment later and his name being shouted in joy. That... doesn't happen to him anymore. Ever.

"What the-" Dean is a big, sturdy guy, but he faceplants before he can even catch himself, and even he doesn't really know why he doesn't go for the gun in his waistband or the knife in his boot.

loves_mama January 9 2013, 08:51:37 UTC

Billy doesn't even care that they're now on the ground. He just keeps hugging Dean.

"I thought you had been squashed!" he exclaims, happily.

surfaceshine January 9 2013, 08:54:54 UTC

"I am being squashed!" he complains right back, scrambling to get some leverage on the ground and throwing up snow in the process. What in the crap is even going on right now.

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pixiesweat January 9 2013, 08:36:27 UTC

And here's someone Dean hasn't ever met before. It will have to be nighttime, as Manuel is nocturnal, and right now he's in a small common room somewhere, laying wood in the fireplace.

...and he's doing this in the dark. He hasn't bothered to turn the light on, since he can see well enough without it.

surfaceshine January 9 2013, 08:50:58 UTC

Nighttime is no problem - Dean doesn't sleep much anymore, call it lingering trauma, call it grief, call it insomnia, call it what you will, but he hasn't needed to stop yet and so he hasn't. Instead he's prowling the hallways, trying to do something useful with the aimless annoyance beginning to simmer somewhere under the generic, numb now what? that he's been generally navigating this whole situation with.

He hears the noise in the dark room as he passes it, pauses, and backs up some with his head cocked. A younger Dean, more foolhardy and with more trust in the stopping power of his Colt and lead slugs, might have drawn his gun first, but he's learned; now he just reaches to click on the light, brow raised. "Lemme get that for you."

pixiesweat January 9 2013, 10:10:30 UTC

Manuel's eyes widen slightly. He is pretending to be human, after all, and it's just occurred to him that doing things in the dark where a human would hardly be able to see anything is probably not the best way to keep his cover.

"Uh," he says, after a moment's hesitation. "I was just going to get that."

surfaceshine January 13 2013, 04:55:59 UTC

"Yeah, I can see that," Dean replies, unconvinced. He doesn't look away as he moves further into the room, except for the brief moment when he glances around to clear the room. There's nothing suspicious going on that he can see, except for that whole in the dark of the night thing.

"It's just that being warm comes first, right?"

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greenback_geek January 12 2013, 04:54:13 UTC

Jane may be in the library reading up on some neat dude named Banksy. She may look up and spot Dean.

surfaceshine January 13 2013, 04:57:38 UTC

Last trip of the day, he promises himself, because yeah. There's nothing here.

Except a new person each round, but hey. He nods to this one on his way past, no recognition, though by now he's waiting every time he sees a new face. Just in case.

greenback_geek January 16 2013, 20:15:13 UTC

Jane looks above the book.

"Hey there... need any help?"

surfaceshine February 4 2013, 22:55:42 UTC

Dean manages not to flinch when she looks up and addresses him; thankfully, it's not with his name, because he's never seen her before in his life.

Small blessings.

"That's the question of the day," he quips back, flashes her a quick smile, then says more seriously: "Newspaper clippings?"

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