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Vas Captio Mods (vas_captio_mod) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-14 20:24:00

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!complete, day 15, dean winchester, experiment, selene

Experiment Part Two: Dean Winchester and Selene
Who: Dean and Selene
What: Watching, just watching
Where: An undisclosed location
When: Day 15, 11:01 AM
Rating: PG-13, R, perhaps.

Status: Active

Welcome to the panic room, for all your panicking needs! Here, my lovelies, you'll find a pair of cots, a shelf of food (and even a packet of blood, just for you Selene! We wouldn't want you eating Dean before this was all said and done!), and a wall of television monitors. The steel walls are impervious, darlings; though, you can bang on them all night long if it'll make you feel better! The door is easy to point out; though. any hinges or pulls are set into the thick steel and unable to be tampered with. Clearly, this place is meant to be a safe house; keeping you safe from the world and the world safe from you!

There are a total of fifteen monitors on three shelves. For now, they play the home shopping network. The sound is muted, but you can see that if you want you can buy a Pedi-Egg for $14.99. Next up we have a line of camping equipment; that must make both of your hearts go pitter pat!

Well, Dean, following your time with our surgeon you'll find a few deep scratches; but nothing like what you thought was happening to you (oops!) and Selene, you seem unscathed. Wasn't that a nice fellow who'd kept you out of the fire? Oh, but you are still quite bloody; sorry we didn't have time to clean you up!

Well, kiddos, get comfy, show starts soon!

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hellsboy
2009-07-16 03:53 am UTC (link)

To Dean's nose, he smelled like rancid meat. The blood drying on his skin and into his clothes made him remember the bile that had risen to his throat when he'd been under the surgeon's unseen blade. Restlessly he shrugged out of the offending shirt, leaving himself shirtless in the flashing glow of the infomercials. He could see the strange peach color of his skin in a warped reflection on the wall and watched as the green shirt, a blob of color, was tossed onto the floor beside the cot.

The girl was odd at best but he'd seen some pretty bizarre people in his time. She had a way about her that seemed both graceful and barbaric to him. But that was just brief glances in between taking off his shirt, glancing around again and settling into the cot once more. She was attractive in that dark, emo sort of way. He wondered if she'd ever thought about updating her look. The least of their worries here though. It was the trivial shit that was occurring to him now. That made him chuckle just as she did her incoherent cursing. He hadn't heard her though.

"Sounds like they want us to sit tight and wait for even more fun and games. Whatever happens, we'll make it through this. That's the fun. For them." And he knew. Oh did he know. He could almost feel the tattoo they'd forced on him when they'd taken him the first day. The one that had burned black and ominous over his head for so long. He wasn't going to think about it now though. Just get through the present, Winchester. Keep her from harm as much as you can and get through it.

"So what do you do in the real world? Law enforcement?" he guessed, toying with the idea that everyone he'd encountered had tried to apply to his real world profession since he wasn't exactly forthcoming about what he really did. He and Sam had given every profession in the book from traveling clergy to door-to-door vacuum salesmen to evade answering that question. He'd bet she had an equally secretive occupation. She was, after all, his female counterpart. Wasn't she?

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bulletsandblood
2009-07-16 06:38 am UTC (link)

The rustling of fabric made her glance over and she just as quickly glanced away. If she stared too long she would swear she could see the pulse of his blood under his skin, tapping out a beat and just waiting for her to have a taste. No! Mustn't think about feeding. Think about trying to get out of this place, wherever it was. She again went to the door and rested a hand where a knob might normally be. Perhaps if she hit the door at an angle where it joined the wall it would bend enough that she could get a decent hold? Metal was tricky, and less familiar to her than stone or wood.

"Who's they?" His talking drew her attention, and she noted how different he seemed from the first person she'd encountered. Younger, that was for sure. Didn't sound as confident either. But Selene was used to that, from human and vampire alike. "Where is this place?" It was probably obvious she was new. Didn't even have her survival kit yet.

She lightly crossed her arms over her chest, doing her best to ignore the dried blood on her coat -- that was going to be a pain to clean off, perhaps she'd get to it here shortly just to distract herself -- and leaned a shoulder against the door. From where she was she could see him and the wall of monitors easily, and should any noise come from the other side of the door she could hear that as well. "You could say that."

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