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Alastair (inlowplaces) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2011-09-22 02:02:00

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alastair, dean winchester (end!verse)

WHO: Alastair & endverse!Dean Winchester
WHAT: Alastair and endverse!Dean just happen to be passing in the same area. AKA, Alastair is being a stalker.
WHEN: September 21st; Afternoon
WHERE: Downtown Colligo
RATING: PG-13
STATUS: In Progress

It wasn't that hard to follow someone when you were used to sticking to the shadows and playing off as being invisible. The occasional individual to get in his way was shoved rather unceremoniously to the side which, while it didn't do anything to help him conceal his position, saved him a great deal of time in trying to retrack the individual that he was following. Even as a near identical, there were things about this Dean that helped him stand out in the crowd, a certain heaviness that delighted Alastair's eye and a darker air to him than the other Dean present that gave Alastair a certain hope for this encounter to potentially go in his favor. Slipping from one side of the street, playing between the crowd to mask himself, Alastair moved into her was very nearly in this Dean's path before stopping and turning to face him, placing himself in full view as he offered his former protege a twisted smile.

"I never pegged you for being one to behave," Alastair drawled, hands slipping into his pockets as he took a step towards Dean to cut off any direct path that he might have to move right on by him. After all, Alastair knew that given the option to leave, there was a possibility that Dean might take it. Eliminating the possibility of flight only left the man one option. "Especially when you could be so, so much more. Care to give me a few minutes to change your mind?" He'd already done it once, after all. He just needed a repeat performance, one that hopefully wouldn't take thirty years this time, and it would all be coming up roses.

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inlowplaces
2011-09-24 09:05 pm UTC (link)

A high which would likely wear off whenever rationality got to the point that it overwhelmed the intensity of his feelings or whenever the intensity of his feelings burned themselves out from flaring for so long. While he could feel each impact on his torso, the only lasting reaction that Alastair had to the lingering assault was derisive amusement at Dean's willingness to let his most base desires drive him.

"Feel better?" Alastair asked, a mocking tone in his voice as he pushed back against Dean, just enough to break his rhythm, and flashed him a grin. "My turn?" Alastair asked with a playful undertone before lashing out and cracking Dean across the jaw. He could have done so much more, of course, but why end this so quickly when a good old fashioned brawl would solve just as much.

Extending his arms out to the side and turning himself into a target, Alastair smirked and flicked his fingers to beacon Dean into taking another shot.

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butiwaswrong
2011-09-25 04:21 pm UTC (link)

Dean grunted when Alistair connected a hit to his jaw. It might well have broken, he couldn't tell and he wasn't about to take the time to feel around and assess the damage. He'd deal with it later, if he survived this encounter. He wasn't sure he would survive it, and thinking that just made him more angry and that anger surged with a fresh and new wave of adrenaline.

He launched himself forward with a guttural growl. His jaw throbbed, and he didn't even bother to try and speak. He knew he couldn't form words, whether or not the jaw was broken, it was swollen. His tongue felt thick, and he tried to keep it out of the way of his teeth as he directed another round of physical assault on Alistair.

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