InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Happiness can't buy money"

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

Entry tags:

!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.

(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)

luna_llena
2009-05-22 04:43 pm UTC (link)

In fact, Luna was both a bit amused and wondering if he had been knocked about the head when her attention had been elsewhere. "You have said 'fuck' many times just this morning," somehow her Devon accent made the term sound nearly proper. "I was told that it was a swearing word with many uses, yet somehow related to sex. Although I do not believe the latter was illegalized by Henry VIII in 1533."

It was interesting, however, that both cultures had chosen words with sexual connotations to apply in a number of ways.

His reaction caused the blonde to look again at the sweatshirt she was holding up. "Pink is not preferable to orange and purple faux fire?" At near random, one of her hands reached into the rack to pull out another item, black in color. A black sweatshirt, with a rainbow and a smiley face, that simply said, 'Here, Queer, Used to it.' "Or would you like this one instead, although announcing yourself as being in a state of oddness is a bit strange."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

hellsboy
2009-05-26 11:52 am UTC (link)

"I - yeah I say it a lot. Just never thought I'd hear it out of you, Sunshine." He chuckled and did not look sheepish because there was nothing wrong with strong language in his book. The more the better really. But he was both intrigued and amused as she so levelly explained herself and even tossed in a tidbit of trivia about Henry VIII. He'd never heard anything about that but he filed it away in case one day he should come up against a smartass demon and could use it in some pithy retort or something.

Dean opened his mouth to protest the pink sweatshirt again but then she pulled out the rainbowed Queer one and he dissolved into laughter again. It seemed like every other thing in this place was emblazoned with some sort of homosexual statement. Which he supposed was no big deal except he wasn't gay and was definitely not going to give anyone the wrong idea in this fucking place. He was not pretty. He was not spiffy-gay. He was man's man. Macho through the beer and muscle cars to the very end.

"N-no, I think the pink is 'preferable' to the state of oddness." He laughed and eyed the pink sweatshirt almost dolefully. This was what he was reduced to? A pink and hamburger wearing fashion victim. "You know that queer means gay and gay means homosexual. They don't translate well either, do they?"

(Reply to this) (Parent)

(Read comments) -