Room 438, Tuesday morning

[saltandammo]

Dean had been up at dawn because with what he was going to attempt to do today, it had felt right to run through the dawn ritual. It had helped, centering him and making him more confident that he'd be able to do his part in all this.

Now, he set up his room the same way it had been a week and a half ago and waited.

[ooc: for the brother]

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[psychic_wonder]

If he had to be honest, Sam might admit that he was a little nervous about this. Tattoos were a big deal, and while Dean's experience had gone well, he was a little worried that somehow, it wouldn't work as well on him, because he'd been possessed before, or because of Yellow Eyes somehow. The only thing he was certain of was that Dean would do his best to make everything come out right, and that was the thought that carried him upstairs to Dean's room and had him knocking on the door.

[saltandammo]

Dean opened the door. "Right on time."

[psychic_wonder]

"I didn't want to be late," Sam said. "I wasn't sure if that would mess things up."

[saltandammo]

"Only in the way that it might make us late for our appointment at the tattoo place," Dean said. "Be thankful the ritual's not tied to a specific time or you probably would've had to be here before dawn."