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Dean Winchester (hellsboy) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-03-21 00:33:00

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!incomplete, day 01, dean winchester, location: gas station, the doctor (ten)

Day One
Who: Dean Winchester & The Doctor
What: Day One, waking up
When: Sometime during daylight hours, not sure because of the misty muck
Where: In the forest, nearest landmark: gas station/convenience store
Rating: TBA (language)
Status: Dropped

Dean woke with a start. He sat up too fast with a shout and nearly fell back down again as his mind fuzzed in and out dizzily. He wasn't sure at first what had happened. What had startled him awake. Then he noticed the ugly gray misty foggy mess that surrounded him. It was cold. His breath plumed out in a billow from his mouth when he gasped and rubbed his temples. The last thing he could remember was lying down to sleep on the hotel bed. Hadn't even bothered to take of his boots or his jacket. Just went to sleep staring up at the ceiling as the Johnnie Walker Blue Label sloshed nauseatingly on the nightsand in time to the rocking of a train passing too closely.

Groaning, Dean looked around. "Definitely too much to drink last night," he grumbled. It wasn't the first time he'd woken up in a strange place, but it was the first time it'd been out in the forest in the middle of nowhere. Patting his pockets, he felt for his gun. Lola should've been right there beside him but his sawed off double barelled shotgun was nowhere. What the hell was going on? He could not have wandered here while sleeping. No chance. Something wasn't right and he was pretty sure there was a demon behind it.

Unsteadily he got to his feet and turned a circle, looking around to get his bearings. "Hello? What the hell is going on?!" he shouted into the tree tops. Turning again, he noticed that he wasn't alone. Someone else was there in the forest with him. "Hey, buddy. I don't know what game you're playing but you better prepare yourself for a good asskicking."

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fromgallifrey
2009-03-22 01:05 am UTC (link)

First the drinks, then the candy. All they needed to find were a couple of sleeping bags and the Doctor would be more thoroughly convinced that this place was entirely a prison.

"Demons and things? Does that mean you're pretty well acquainted with Latin?" He asked this because while he recognized the phrase as Latin, the translation was evading him for the moment. In his hearts, the Doctor knew there was a clue there.

"It sounds like you do a lot of good," he said genuinely.

Giving in he took off his shoes, the trainers feeling far too heavy. The mud was caked thoroughly and he had no choice but to clean them off with the newspaper. "My favorite pair," he said sort of grimly.

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hellsboy
2009-03-22 01:13 am UTC (link)

Dean walked to the Doctor and set the bottle of water he'd taken from the coolor for him in the newspaper stand so that he could wander around and look at this place a little more. It was feeling more and more claustrophobic the more planning he could see. And in his mind he kept thinking this is not good, this is not so very not good.

"Demons and things," Dean affirmed, nodding his head as he leaned over the front counter to look past the till at anything that might be behind. He glanced over his shoulder at the Doctor and answered, "I've had to use latin some to get rid of things but it was usually written down and not translated. I'm guessing you asked because of the logo on our packs. Vas Captio. I've seen captio in incantations before. I think it means captive or capture or something like that." Which was a guess since the words looked similar.

"Sorry about your shoes, man. Maybe whoever they are that brought us here left you a new pair somewhere..."

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