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FROM HELL MEME
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You're in Hell.
Yep, HELL.
1) Roll a Role
2) Role a Torture Type.
Let me take the time to mention,
TRIGGERS! TRIGGERS! THIS IS A MEME OF TRIGGERS!
You have been warned.
ROLES:
1) Soul. You're a soul in Hell. That means you're up to all and every torture. Good luck with that.
2) Tormentor. You are a Demon, or and Upper ( Read more... )
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I really, really appreciate your asking first, seriously. I could probably have rolled with it but jfalksjdfa thank you for sparing me that stress.]]
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[Dean smiled at Cas. It would have been a normal, everyday Dean smile if his eyes didn't flicker black for a moment. A very small part of him was genuinely happy to see Cas again after all this time, but the rest of him was just excited to be trusted with working over such a special guest of Crowley's.
This was going to be new and interesting. He was going to have a lot of fun learning the best ways to take an angel apart.]
So what brings you to this neck of Hell, Cas?
[He shifted, looking around at all the angel warding. There was no way Cas could get out of this room if he wanted to.]
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Business.
[Truthfully, he'd come to collect Dean a second time, but he'd been perhaps a bit overzealous, overestimated his ability to traverse Hell alone... Not that he's about to tell Dean that.
He, too, peers around at the warding on the walls, the floor, the ceiling; there's no way out, and no way in... Not that he's expecting any help from the outside. This had been his task, and he'd thought there'd been a chance...
He'd been wrong, of course, and more importantly, late. This... Isn't Dean. Not anymore.]
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[Dean snorts and breaks into a toothy grin, one that is very much not Dean Winchester.]
Didn't think there was much business for angels down here. You're like a guest of honor. Crowley wants me to show you the best.
[He knows he has the angel trapped. They shouldn't be interrupted for a while. This was going to be fun, too. He wasn't going to put Cas on his rack. He was going to find new ways to break him.
Oh, he is still Dean. He's just broken. He still has all of Dean's memories. All of his preferences. His emotions are a little different now, sure, but he is Dean. He's just a new Dean--the Dean he was meant to be that first time he'd been down here, before the little angel that could flew down and took him away.]
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You'd be surprised. [He narrows his eyes. Crowley... He should have known better than to accept his proposition, his help, such as it was... It's so clear now, that this is the only way this could possibly end up. He only wishes he'd seen that when it'd mattered.] You're taking orders from Crowley now?
[Crowley's smart, knows better than to leave him in the hands of any other, more capable demons- Castiel is sure, presented with any other creature down here- he'd find his way out eventually, burn down anything in his path. Anything except Dean. His superiors had been right, what seems like lifetimes ago: he has a weakness, and it's standing in front of him right now. He can't see a way out of this, he needs more time to think ( ... )
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[Dean's face softens.]
Why are you really here, Cas? I can't protect you if I don't know what's going on.
[This is going to be too easy. Cas is already looking like a kicked puppy and he hasn't even started yet.
Dean would be offended, knowing that Cas thought he wasn't a capable torturer. Dean had once been Alistair's star pupil. Cas should know better than to think Dean can't break him. Dean hasn't failed to break strangers and he knows Cas. Cas is practically a Winchester and Winchesters have one weakness.]
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He frowns.]
You know why I'm here.
[Just like he knows this concern is nothing more than a trick, as much as he wants to believe otherwise.
Castiel has no doubt that Dean is more than capable, but that isn't the reason Crowley'd suggested he be the one to do the honors, here. If there's one demon here capable of breaking him, Dean would be the one, but for reasons that have nothing to do with his capabilities as a torturer.]
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Crowley said you came for me, but I don't believe him. Why would you come for me after everything you did? You don't care about me. You made that pretty clear. Aren't you the reason I'm here?
[He moved into Castiel's personal space, looking right into his eyes.]
Did you go through all this for me?
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It's disturbing how easily that seeps into his skin, sinks right into his grace past all of the walls he's been working to maintain since being captured here.
He knows it's probably useless, but maybe If he just looks hard enough, he can find that spark of humanity, that last piece that he can carry upward again...
Maybe he can talk to him. He's silent as he considers what he ought to acknowledge.]
You're here because I let my guard down.
[It'd only been for a second- by Heaven;'s measure, of course, just a second but it'd been a second too long... He'd been too far to hear the prayers and by the time they'd gotten through it'd been too late.]
And I am here to help you, yes.
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He turned up the puppy dog eyes. They weren't as good as Sam's. They never could be, but they weren't bad.]
I'm here because I don't matter to you, not as much as you matter to me. You lied to me.
[And there is part of Dean that doesn't think this is an act. Part of him is just hurt and accusing, because he trusted Cas. He put everything on him and he trusted him like he trusted no one other than Sam and Bobby and Cas let him down. Cas let him down in so many ways. Even as a demon, that pain was still raw in him and he needed Cas to understand how much he'd hurt Dean.]
You left Sam's soul down here.
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And he knows that anything they might feel stems from when they'd been human; that much, at least, is genuine, and the fact that Dean may have felt that way, even if only for a second, is more disheartening than he's equipped to deal with. Especially down here.]
I lied to protect you. I did everything to protect you.
[He'd betrayed Dean's trust, Sam's too but only because it'd been necessary at the time. If they'd known, they'd have tried to help, put themselves at risk... Much like they'd done anyway, in the end. Dean wouldn't be here at all if he'd just kept things hidden, kept them out of it like he'd been doing all year. There's a pang of regret when he imagines Sam, unprotected now that he's stuck here indefinitely ( ... )
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It hurts. It hurts so much to think about how betrayed he felt when he learned that Cas had been lying to him. He'd loved Cas like family and Cas had turned around and used that to his advantage in ways Dean had never expected. He'd always thought Cas was honest to a fault, but somewhere along the way, he'd gotten twisted.
And maybe Dean felt some guilt for that, too. Who had taught him how to lie? Who had told him why humans do it? He'd done that to Cas. He'd taken something good and destroyed it. That was how he knew that he could break Cas the rest of the way.]
You lied to protect yourself. You knew how angry I would be if I knew you were working with him and you lied to protect your own ass, Cas. Don't lie now and tell me it was for me. I'm dead and Sam is barely whole. You left him with Lucifer for over a year, Cas. How could you do that to him?
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He closes his eyes briefly, just to have a second free of Dean's accusatory stare, and when he opens them again, his expression is hard. He isn't weak, and he isn't going to make this easy.]
What could you have done, Dean? You couldn't have stopped me even if I'd told you. I've never needed to protect myself from you.
[Which is a lie, of course; if Castiel had been smart, he'd have steeled himself against Dean from the beginning, never allowed him in in the first place... But even now he can't bring himself to wish for that. He cares too much, feels too much for Dean to want that.]
How can you ask me that? How can you even think I'd leave your brother here to suffer intentionally after everything we've been through together?
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Dean shakes his head, looking genuinely hurt. His mask is slipping.]
I would have helped you find another way. You never told us how bad it was. You never told me! I thought we had each other's backs, but you didn't trust me enough to really let me have yours, did you? You never trusted me the way I trusted you.
[He looks away. This is it. He needs to lie to Cas. He needs to tell him that he thinks Cas would leave Sam in Hell on purpose for this to work and he can't make himself do that when he's looking at Cas.
His shoulders slump. He can't do it even when he's not looking at him, either. For all his anger, and the anger is real, he knows in what's left of his heart that Cas would never in a million years leave Sam's soul in Hell. He rescued Dean from Hell, came back for him a second time, and there was just no way Cas could do that.I don't. I don't think that ( ... )
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