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I thought we were past this...

Oct 10, 2011 22:44

Who: Alec
Where: Med Lab (can be occupied or no).
When: His arrival.
What: Not going down without a fight, this time.

( The first things Alec became aware of when he woke... )

*complete, character: alec mcdowell, character: martha jones, character: dean winchester

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Because Martha needs still more drama in her life... notrosesshadow October 11 2011, 14:15:50 UTC

Martha was on her way to the medical lab to check up on the patients. She had quite calling them hers because Dean took care of them as much as she did. She had made a few more makeshift button ups when her original showed up whole and complete again. Today's was blue. Like the one Handy had made for her, it opened off center and closed with safety pins. She was looking forward to the day the ribs felt OK enough for her to lift her arms.

On her way she passed Dean. Or at least someone who looked very much like Dean. "Hello Dean, how's your jaw feeling?" she asked. Martha was trying to be polite to the hunter, trying to show him she wasn't crazy. This was too small a place to have people think you were crazy when you weren't.

She did a double take. "Dean?" she asked, "Where did you get those other bruises?" And was it her imagination or was he younger? "Come on, I can patch you up in the medbay."

Of course! im_always_okay October 11 2011, 21:16:25 UTC

Dean? Alec grimaced at being called by the name. His mind raked through the various mission parameters he'd been given over the years. No Dean. Was it a new assignment?

Didn't matter. He was done killing for them.

"Who the hell are you, lady?" He demanded, brandishing the scalpel. "I'm not going to any lab. You PsyOps butchers can go fuck with someone else's brain for a change."

Re: Of course! notrosesshadow October 12 2011, 00:36:39 UTC

"Dean!" she cried out. "What the hell are you doing with a scalpel?" Her eyes darted left and right looking for someone else, but no one was around. "And who the hell are the PsyOps. Look, this is the Hotel talking. Perhaps it gave you whatever drug it gave the Doctor." This was stupid. She was in no condition to fight or run. And what was wrong with Dean anyway.

im_always_okay October 12 2011, 00:50:53 UTC

"Hotel? What the hell kind of military action are you running out of a hotel? And since when does a hotel have a lab?" He was not buying Martha's crazy. He was all full up on his own! "I'm leaving. You get in my way, I kill you. That's the deal. Comprende?"

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im_always_okay October 12 2011, 05:22:09 UTC

That got Alec's attention. He looked sharply at Dean when he mentioned genetic engineering. He was almost hopeful. "You have another of us here? Is it Max?"

raised_fromhell October 13 2011, 03:30:59 UTC

Dean stopped and turned his narrow gaze onto Alec. "No. No Max here. And you are the wrong year to be from Starfleet." Another once over and the hunter added. "One of the patients, the other doctor, is genetically enhanced. He doesn't have a fancy number. Or a bar code."

im_always_okay October 13 2011, 03:48:44 UTC

Alec blinked at the odd look. It was just a question. With a rather disappointing answer. "Fancy number? Interesting phrasing."

"I'd like to meet this doctor when he's feeling better."

raised_fromhell October 13 2011, 03:53:36 UTC

"Sure." Dean mumbled and continued walking. He had hoped to find the bar before too long but instead was now leaning a freaking tour through the first floor. "This place is screwed up. The rooms move." To demonstrate he opened one door and revealed the game room. "This won't be here next time."

As they continued, he explained in short phrasing. "Everyone has their own room. Manager in the lobby gives you the key. Those rooms don't move."

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