[ Yeah, Kate's just resting her tablet a safe distance away, against a wall, when the yelling starts. Briefly, she wonders why no-one's made a guide to this place yet- the confused newcomers must get old- but then she realises the work that needs to be put into that.
Never mind, then.
She turns back to the tablet to see the blurry scenery. ]
[The screen turns into a momentary faster blur as Dean moves it so that he can see who's talking to him. He looks her over through the screen. Interesting hair. Cute. He grins.]
Sorry 'bout that.
[He leans closer to the tablet for a moment before backing up again. Yeah. He doesn't really have a clue how to use this thing. What's wrong with a normal cell phone anyway?]
[ At least it's stopped. She looks mildly interested for a moment before the small curl on her lips returns to a line of indifference. ]
There's a button that should switch th' feed off. [ Just chill and don't make everyone motion sick. ] Not too hard. [ Whether that was meant to be an insult or a fact isn't really clear with her tone. ]
[He's back and Sam is very relieved. But his brother doesn't seem to remember anything of his time down here. Dammit. This makes things a whole lot more complicated.]
[Dean's face lights up for a moment when he hears that familiar voice, but then he frowns and looks at the screen with something really close to suspicion.]
[Okay. He'd know that puppy dog face anywhere. But that didn't mean that Lucifer wasn't capable of imitating it. Dean already knew how much the fucker liked to mess with people.
Dean's expression doesn't change as he regards his brother through the screen. As if it wouldn't be frigging difficult enough to tell Sam from Lucifer, now he's supposed to do it through a screen. Screw that. He just glowers at the screen, frustrated to all Hell with everything.]
Sure it is. How the fuck am I supposed to just trust that?
[Especially after everything else they'd been through]
[Dean blinks at her. He's pretty certain that he doesn't know her, but she is a babe, so he certainly wouldn't mind getting to know her. They should probably iron out the whole "I have no idea who you are" bit first though.]
[The bellow is familiar and brings an instant smile to the old hunter's face. Dean. Like the others, he hadn't taken his disappearance well at all. It was a relief to hear his voice again, even if it sounded like he didn't remember a thing from his previous time in the Underworld.]
Quit your bitchin' Dean. I'm on my way down there.
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Never mind, then.
She turns back to the tablet to see the blurry scenery. ]
Mind either using that or switching it off?
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Sorry 'bout that.
[He leans closer to the tablet for a moment before backing up again. Yeah. He doesn't really have a clue how to use this thing. What's wrong with a normal cell phone anyway?]
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There's a button that should switch th' feed off. [ Just chill and don't make everyone motion sick. ] Not too hard. [ Whether that was meant to be an insult or a fact isn't really clear with her tone. ]
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Yeah? You got some place to be or something?
[She certainly seems to be in enough of a hurry to brush him off.]
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Dean?
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...Sammy? That you?
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[He looks as sincere as possible. There's a chance that Dean mightn't believe him, but Sam was prepared for that.]
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Dean's expression doesn't change as he regards his brother through the screen. As if it wouldn't be frigging difficult enough to tell Sam from Lucifer, now he's supposed to do it through a screen. Screw that. He just glowers at the screen, frustrated to all Hell with everything.]
Sure it is. How the fuck am I supposed to just trust that?
[Especially after everything else they'd been through]
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Uh. Hey.
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Do I know you?
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Quit your bitchin' Dean. I'm on my way down there.
.. damn good to see you again, kid.
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