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Dean Winchester (hellsboy) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-21 23:45:00

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!complete, day 04, dean winchester, location: museum, shannon rutherford

Day Four - Late Afternoon
Who: Dean Winchester & Shannon Rutherford
What: Meeting to do some apple picking (i.e. When Weevils Attack)
When: Late afternoon
Where: On the road between the museum & the gas station
Rating: R (these two and their language are notorious)
Status: Complete

There was no way he was going to sit around the museum looking at bad art until something happened to jog his memory. Sam hadn't been able to get it flowing again and there was nothing for him to do but let it come back naturally it seemed. And it wasn't like it was a long walk. Not to mention there would be beer at the end. That was what made it all the more worthwhile to swallow some more pride and meet Shannon for apple picking in the woods.

He was pretty sure that when they got down to hunting around the woods for apples or whatever that might be a code word for - who knew what she really meant? - she'd get sullen again like she had before if he didn't take the ego blows like he had before. He wondered if she was always touchy about people not needing/wanting her help or if she reserved that for people she thought might be dangerous - hence the metal bar. Well, he wasn't going to humor her ego at the expense of his own. Not too much. And if the journal was any indication, she might be in a better mood for having dipped into the sauce.

Which was something he figured he would ask her when he saw her. How was it that apples were in short supply but peppermint schnapps and skunky beer were available in spades? He smirked to himself as he kicked a rock along the crumbled road as he followed it in the direction of the gas station. He at least knew where that was in the scheme of things because he'd been there with the Doctor. It wasn't hard to follow the road out of town and it wasn't long before he saw her wandering toward him. Inclining his head to block the sun from his eyes as he watched her walk, he stopped and smiled at her.

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hellsboy
2009-04-23 06:53 pm UTC (link)

The thing's breathing looked labored and it was almost whining now. "Must've had too many apples, dumbass," he said under his breath. "Didn't your mom teach you too much of a good thing isn't good anymore?" He chuckled silently to himself and began to back away finally. The nasty looking man-sized beast was still sleeping as he turned around and tread quietly back toward where he'd left Shannon.

Behind him the animal thing continued to wreak of fecal matter and toxic sludge. Dean was grinning, about to tell Shannon that they had nothing to be afraid of and that there were definitely apples nearby, when he noticed she was nowhere to be seen. Shaking his head, he cussed quietly and shook his head. She'd run away at the first sign of possible danger. Typical girl, he thought. He was two seconds from heading back toward the road when he heard a scream.

Turning, he had just a moment to think before he was moving again. This time he was going in the direction of the scream and he could hear another sound. A low wailing sound that was definitely not Shannon. He hadn't taken more than five steps before he nearly collided with her frozen form. She was visibly shaking, her mouth moving soundlessly. His eyes followed hers toward a second man-beast. This one was awake and looking beyond testy.

"Now you did it," he whispered to Shannon. "Be very still." Sliding slowly in front of her, Dean put up his hands defensively toward the thing to show him they meant it no harm. Whatever it was didn't seem too convinced they were benign because it swung its arms threateningly and wailed again. "Shit."

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