001 [Offline | Video] Back-logged to two hours after the sirens

[wearinandtearin]

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[wingsandwill]

[Oh. When Dean appears on the accidental video, Castiel is transfixed, surprised; he hadn't known the hunter was here. How long had he been? Did he know Sam was here too? Surely he did; Mary would have been the link even if the boys hadn't found each other.

And a flash of irritation; no one bothered to inform him? Not Mary's fault, but Sam could've sent him a message. As if he needs any more reason to be angry with the younger Winchester. But that can wait.]

Hello, Dean.

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[wearinandtearin]

[Dean actually knew that Cas was in town and figured the angel would just show up in his apartment when he felt like it. That's what he's done since Dean's known him, which isn't long. And that just gets him to wondering why Cas was talking to him with an NV.]

Cas. I thought you'd've zapped yourself next to my couch, not video-phone me on the network. Since when do angels need phones?

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[wingsandwill]

[Of all people, Castiel is most in tune with Dean, and so he's slightly less oblivious when it comes to figuring out things he says or does. So at the comment, and the question about 'since when do angels need phones', he's worried. He hasn't forgotten about the time differences.]

I can't 'zap' anywhere.

[It's a mirror statement of the last time he spoke to Dean over a phone, purposefully. To see if he's from earlier, or potentially later in time, like Crowley.]

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[wearinandtearin]

[Well for once he got a straight answer from him, but it's still unhelpful, so he looks a little impatient.]

What? Since when?

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[refrigeratormom]

[Chalking up her pool cue and laughing at the money angrily slapped down on the table by the pissed-off not-Norm.]

Did you just make a post? I thought... [She gestures vaguely with the cue. He seemed kind of antisocial about it before.]

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[wearinandtearin]

[He looks over at her with raised brows.] Oh, that?

The video was already running. [And whose fault is that? But he doesn't seem bothered by it.] So I figured, "what the hell?"

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[refrigeratormom]

Wait, it was? [W a t.] Why?

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[wearinandtearin]

[He just closes the phone and shoves it in his pocket with a flash of a smile.] Who knows. Technology's funny like that.

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[lostmygrace]

Dean...

[It's really him. Not Tom and his look-a-like self. Not anyone else; he'd introduced himself for goodness sake.]

So you finally showed up.

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[wearinandtearin]

[Oh, hot redhead on his screen. Who knows who he is. So he starts off a little flirty.]

... Not that I'm not thrilled to see that a girl like you knows my name. But-

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[wearinandtearin]

Who are you and how do you know my name? [And the end sentence is more serious.]

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[lostmygrace]

[Her smile is so fleeting. He.. didn't know who she was.]

I'm. Anna. Just.. Anna. [A beat] What's the last thing you remember? It's relevant, trust me.

[paterelohim]

[Oh fuck his life into eight pieces. This is either good news or bad news. Maybe someone can finally put a leash on Sam and keep the damn moose from completely self-destructive, but then again.]

Holy crap. You're here.

[wearinandtearin]

Yeah. Thanks. Anything else I should know, Kolchak? [Clearly this guy knows him too, and that's frustrating.] Who are you?

[paterelohim]

I- oh crap, you- you don't know who I am? [Chuck runs his hands over his face then backs off and yells into the empty room] GOD. DAMN. IT. [Back to the NV everything's fine nbd.] Okay.

So. My name is... Chuck Shurley, and.. three things. One, what's the last thing you remember? Two, I will answer all of your questions. And three- well, I'm actually probably the best person on this island in a position to answer questions. So. Yeah.

It's really hard to explain? I mean, it's just... kind of weird. My involvement in your... your story. But. Well- you won't believe me if I just tell you. You can ask Sam. It's... weird.

[wearinandtearin]

[Dean's eyebrows go up at that outburst and he decides to just let the guy explain himself. Especially after he hears the name 'Chuck Shurley.' Where has he heard that before? When Chuck finishes, Dean's pretty much surmised that this is the Chuck that Sam mentioned.]

Right, well one: I don't have a story. My life isn't a book and if it was, it'd be a bad one. Two: I'll decide what I do and don't believe, so you might as well just tell me. Because when some guy says he has all the answers and then says I won't believe his explanation of why, I'd think that's more than just contradictory, it's downright shady.

So, Chuck. Thanks for the offer, but I've never met anyone who could just answer all my questions, and the dicks who do have answers don't give them straight. And Sam mentioned you, but he said nothing about you being a magician that pulls answers out of a silk hat.

[Yeah, he's not just going to answer the first question after all of that babble about being apart of his "story" and having all the answers. But his tone isn't as

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[hexyoutotuesday]

[Did Tom Hanniger develop a third personality? Because this guy looks just like him. But judging from the way Mary's interacting with him, all the previous responses, and...holy shit, all of Gabriel's comments about Tom made sense now. This was Dean fucking Winchester.

He looks...cleaner, and somehow stupider, than Jinx pictured. Were he and Sam even related?]

Good booze? [Play it cool and calm, Jinxie.] You are so on the wrong island.

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[wearinandtearin]

[When the voice of a teenaged girl comes through his phone, he raises an eyebrow.]

Well, it ain't Fantasy Island, that's for sure. No midgets in white suits as far as I can tell. But since I'm stuck here, mind tellin' me what my options are?

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[hexyoutotuesday]

Well, if you're the Vegas type, then I suggest Sector One. AGI knows how to throw a good party, they gamble well, and they import the best shit. You know, if you can get over that whole mafia thing.

[This is going well so far. Just a totally normal conversation with the guy who shoves stakes into her boyfriend and burns people like her at the stake. No big deal, right?]

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[wearinandtearin]

[Not a big deal at all.]

Thanks but I don't do corporate parties. Too many MacGyver wannabes... Got anything else?