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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
2009-07-17 03:22 am UTC (link)

Dean peered through his fingers at the woman as she fluttered (?) toward the monitors and avidly surveyed all of them, seeming to pause in front of those she knew. Was that the case? Did she actually see people or places she recognized in the surveillance or was she there as a ruse to further his punishment and dismay? She had suddenly jumped from being his female counterpart to being another illusion the way McCoy had been to him in the first phase of this horror. An illusion meant to break him.

Truth was it wouldn't take a whole lot to destroy his mind now. He was beyond able to function at his full capacity now. He'd been worn down and brought to the brink of madness before being released. To what? To this prison where his friends were on display to threaten or cow him into submission? Whatever you want, assholes. He was going to comply now. His head was down.

"That's the house," he answered somewhat hoarsely. He was fighting the urge to both cry and lay down to wait to die. He was defeated and emasculated. Whatever this new scenario was, he wasn't even remotely considering himself a formidable opponent. "It's on the edge of our glass bubble." He emphasized "our" somewhat, believing her to be from some other experiment. Or an outsider meant to tease him.

"Who is Michael?" he asked after a beat, his hands falling away as he looked up at the monitors again, half-expecting Luna to be staring back accusingly at him from one of the screens. She wasn't. But that wasn't an improbability. Not in this place.

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bulletsandblood
2009-07-17 04:05 pm UTC (link)

Her gaze returned to the screens as her question was answered, and her eyes narrowed as she tried to tell what kind of condition Michael was in. There was really no way for her to tell with the tiny view there was into the sarcophagus so she turned her attention to the metal object itself. Or she would have if Dean's words hadn't drawn her attention. "Glass bubble? What are you talking about?" She looked back at the screens, feeling torn in her attentions, but since it appeared nothing was happening right at the moment she felt it 'safe' to try and get more information. Particularly since she seemed stuck with someone who might know something, unlike earlier.

"He's a friend." The words came out with little emotion tied to them, the vampire practically choking on the word 'friend'. Was that really an accurate description for the hybrid? Could she even have a friend anymore, could she trust anyone like that again? Selene shook her head slightly, trying to clear her thoughts, and she looked over at Dean. The mortal looked like he'd been through hell. It didn't make her feel good. "What is this place?"

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hellsboy
2009-07-18 02:58 am UTC (link)

"Yeah, Vas Captio. The name of the experimental town I'm from. You must be from some other experiment, I guess," he said and rubbed his tired eyes. He thought again about sleeping and decided against it once more for all the same reasons. There was no more safety and no solace from the probable nightmares.

Dean watched her be fixated on the screens. She'd all but ignored his offer of introductions to look at them and so when she said that the dude on the one monitor was a "friend" Dean didn't really believe her. Especially the way in which she said it so roughly. There was something important about that guy and he was sure the guy must be her lover or husband or something in that vein. No one got that focused on a person without some kind of connection. At least, no one he knew of.

"Don't know what this place is but it looks like some kind of bomb shelter," he answered, glancing around at the shiny walls and the shelf of food.

The thought of food, a few minutes ago, might have been his stomach heave. But he was a dude after all and it had been a long day already. He was suddenly starving. He got up and walked toward the rations. That's what they were after all considering there was no way of telling when they would get out of here. Not a lot of choices but he plucked a protein bar from amid the cans, noticing the packet of blood hidden behind. Well that was ominous. He hoped they wouldn't have to give each other transfusions or something during the course of all of this. That was just sick.

And speaking of sick, who was to say the food wasn't contaminated? Cursing, Dean flung the protein bar back onto the shelf with a loud clatter among the cans.

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bulletsandblood
2009-07-18 06:52 am UTC (link)

"An experimental town? I've never heard of such a thing." Mortals came up with the strangest terms for things. But then, if she was in the same general place as the room she'd been trapped in before, this was definitely a strange place. "More like a panic room," she couldn't help but correct. "Bomb shelters have no need for surveillance. Although they don't tend to remove the door handle from the inside."

Glancing over at the door, she again thought about trying to rip it down. Was it worth trying? At least it would give her something to do, rather than stand around waiting for something likely bad to happen on the screens. Her eyes were slowly drawn to Dean as he moved around and she arched a brow at his little display. "I'm going to guess this sort of thing has happened to you before." She wanted to remark that he was relatively calm given the situation, but then, so was she, and he had given the place a name, which to her meant he'd been here awhile. That didn't exactly bode well.

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