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Dean Winchester (hellsboy) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-03 18:24:00

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!complete, day 06, dean winchester, location: thrift store, luna lovegood, open

Day 6: Early Morning
Who: Dean Winchester & OTA
What: Warm clothes, please
When: Early morning
Where: Thrift Shop
Rating: R (language - always)
Status: Active

Dean was so ready to be up and moving around. Sleeping on a hard pew in the church had been less than completely restful but he had been so tired that he'd gotten at least the requisite 6 hours. The whole day before had been, with a few exceptions, a huge nightmare of sleep deprivation and frustration. He was decided now that he would focus all of his strength on getting the fuck out of this town. He was definitely not interested in sticking around and trying to work through his demons because that seemed to be exactly what the powers that be wanted him to do here. All signs pointed to forced therapy for Dean Winchester and he was not game for that shit. Not at all.

So if he was going to find somewhere else to stay, because he sure as hell wasn't staying in the museum while Shannon and his brother spooned the nights away pretending they didn't have feelings for each other, and get out of dodge eventually, he was going to need something warmer to wear than what he had. He'd heard the Thrift Shop was chock full of clothes - hideous mostly but clothes nonetheless - and, tracking fresh boot prints through the pristine white snow that had fallen before daylight, he was at the store and inside in no time.

Once inside, Dean glanced around the racks of clothes and made a face. "Oh dude..." he muttered at the ridiculous clothes and then burst out laughing. "This place is an experiment all on its own," he added, chuckling as he wandered through to see if he couldn't find some warmer clothes and perhaps a coat too.

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luna_llena
2009-05-16 11:36 am UTC (link)

It seemed she was wrong about Dean's cheerfulness edging away. Either that, or he had snapped or gone criminally insane within a moment over a coat decorated with hamburgers. Which, honestly, she was hoping that he merely was using laughter as stress relief and that it was not a sign of his sanity suddenly slipping away from him.

"Quite alright," Luna told him when he apologized. "It is good for the soul, lightens you when you are heavy." It was something her mother used to say 'laughter is good for the soul.' She gave him a small nod when he decided that the coat would do, and lifted the heavy item to give it to him. "The way you laugh, I like it."

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hellsboy
2009-05-17 10:55 am UTC (link)

"You are good for the soul, Luna," he answered with a grateful smile tossed in her direction. Then, impulsively, Dean leaned over and kissed Luna on the top of the head. It was simply a quick, affectionate move that felt familiar to him in a way that he didn't like. He wished he hadn't done it immediately but rather than let her think it was her fault, he quickly smiled and pulled the hamburger-lined coat from the hanger and slid into it.

"So what do you think? Can I pass for half way normal in this thing?" he asked, turning around slowly in front of her so that she could give an honest opinion.

He hoped what he'd done just done had slid by without too much notice the way the rest of the things he'd done to illicit reactions had. If he just continued smiling. So he stopped, facing her and raised his brows in a "what do you think?" expression, his most charming smile plastered across his face.

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