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Tweak says, "Pin all the things!"

vc_player_npc (vc_player_npc) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-05-16 22:03:00

Current location:	The Museum
Current mood:	chipper
Entry tags:	!complete, day 08, location: museum, npc, sam winchester, shannon rutherford

Day 8: clone!Dean brings lunch
Who: clone!Dean, Shannon, and Sam
What: clone!Dean is being thoughtful
Where: He dares enter the museum
When: Mid-day, day eight
Rating: PG?

Status: Complete

So, was it normal to feel like you ought to be doing something important. Something really important. Something important like breathing. Important like blinking. Dean.2 was having a hard time with this inner drive to go do something and it made him restless. He'd started off in the big house outside of town where he'd compulsively collected some of the cans, using his jacket like a sack. He knew he should hate to be seen in the pink sweatshirt; but, he kind of enjoyed it.

It hadn't been too long a walk from the house to the museum where he knew he'd find a whole ton of people. It was like the place had turned into Mecca or something.

Pushing open the door Dean.2 looked around with a wide grin. "Honey, I'm home!" he called, hoping he'd see people come out of the woodwork sooner or later, he was feeling sort of lonely. "Oh, and I've got some eats."

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demonboyking
2009-05-22 09:24 am UTC (link)

"Well, hopefully no one's going to steal more than their rationed share," Sam said, even though he knew the possibility of no one having any complaints at how the food would be handeled would be nil to none. "But don't underestimate Andy, if they do try he'll be able to handle them." He gave Shannon a smile and hoped she wouldn't press on further. "Besides, he's not going to be off his leg forever."

Sam let out a sigh of relief as his fingers escaped unsmashed by the rock sculpture. The knife pierced the can and Sam pulled it out and repositioned it on the can in order to make the opening wider. "I think maybe one more hit will do it," he said, looking up at Dean.

Their conversation from earlier over the journals suddenly came to mind and Sam frowned. "Did you find what had stolen your food?"

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vc_player_npc
2009-05-25 04:05 pm UTC (link)

The clone was mute on the subject of Andy. He didn't quite know what to think of that guy. He didn't know if he was supposed to trust him or not. When it came down to it, though, if Sam trusted him he would, too.

"Can you believe Doc Lex stitching him up with Dental floss? Dental floss?! I mean, minty freshness, or what?" He said this as he pulled up the statue again, watching as Sam carefully repositioned can and knife.

Perhaps he was being a bit too happy. That had to be it. Was it so wrong to be in a room with a hot chick and your brother? Seriously, what was wrong with that? Well, given that they were up to their knees in crap the Clone decided that he ought to tone down the chipper just a bit. Sighing he shook his head, remembering the feeling of waking up with his food long gone.

"No. Not even any readable tracks in the snow." Dean set down the statue again, the knife grinding against the aluminum with a strange metallic scrape. "Probably just this place fucking with me. You'd think the whole expired stamp would mean they were through with me."

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