[ Kimiko doesn't entirely get that's not exactly a musical, yet, but she was in the process of watching 80s movies back home, before coming here. Her "catch up on movies" thing will have to wait. ]
( he picks up the call because he still feels - he doesn't know what to call it, an obligation, a kinship in what they went through, something that has him listening to cas' frantic stops and starts. )
Cas, slow down, Dean is -
( he says 'gone.' and he pauses again, or pulls the phone away or something. )
Cas.
( he swears under his own breath, considers it for a split second and hangs up. he's not going to be any good over the phone like this. he pulls on clothing, going over it in his mind. dean's gone. which -- could mean, if he followed orientation -- he's arrested, he's dead but not staying dead, or, he's gone altogether and gone home.
he doesn't know what he'd want for the guy, considering he assumes things turned out less apocalyptic for him. he was never able to ask or get any answers. never able to know if he needed them.
coat on, he uses the stairs, and hightails it to the Up edge, to the elevator. there's a bigger line than he anticipates, probably an 'end of the night' sub thing he didn't pay attention to. he should brush up on those rules.
it's another ten-twenty minutes that he makes it to the Down housing for the first time. it reminds him of some of the shittier motels he and sam stayed in. but, once he's there and he realizes there are hallways and rooms, he dials cas again. and when cas answers: )
[ a sturdy blue envelope addressed to / TO MR. DEAN WINCHESTER / with a periwinkle wax seal arrives at your home address on october twelfth.
attached is a handwritten note -- ]
Dear Mr. Winchester, It would be to the delight of us all if you are able to attend. Please do bring a friend if you should like. With regards, Daphne ]
YOU ARE INVITED to artemis's bday party at catsanova on 10/29 7pm itll just be a chill low-pressure thing costumes not required but encouraged ;) hope to see you there!!!
Thank you for signing up for our Secret Santa! Please let me know if you require any assistance at all. Here is the information for your gift recipient.
Yours, Daphne Basset
Name: January Stirling Address: Tiān yá (Up Private Housing) Age: 34 What are your hobbies and interests? Cute animals, dancing, coffee, sweet things What is your favorite color? Green and blue. I especially look good in light blue or green, apparently Do you drink alcohol? Definitely. Is there a note you would like to leave for your Secret Santa? Thank you! And don't worry about getting anything too complicated. If there is anything else you would like to share, please do so here. I really don't actually like tea very much
( he doesn't know if sara's reached out or will reach out, all clint really has to go on is how he'd reacted after he'd died, and bobbi (kinda sorta, even if she didn't actually die), and nat, and barney, and— well, all people with poor coping mechanisms for the most part, and he's under no illusions about sara and how well she fits in amongst that classification of individuals.
(he'd refrained from letting anyone know he was back. bobbi had pulled away from everyone. nat had kept her distance and hadn't let anyone know. barney had been barney.)
so, stands to reason — he thinks — that sara'll probably just turn back up at work like nothing had happened, and given everything, it's only fair enough to let dean know that she's okay — or, well— )
sara's alive.
( he doesn't imagine they're going to have a big conversation about it — dean doesn't strike him as the sort, and clint typically only has conversations like that with a very select number of individuals, but it's the courtesy. )
ignoring the elephants in the room, how quiet Dean was, how he was taken and how now they're all taken. again. maybe Dominance at Love Island caught on, maybe old habits just don't die. )
looks like Temptation Island was cut short in favor of Degrassi Duplicity-style. sound off here if you need anything or if you got shafted in the roommate lottery. seems harmless, but it's best we play along and go to "classes"
( They do, don't they. He went through the motions first in school and then at the "job fair," now that he's the new owner of The Neptune, but shit's still shit here. He's dodged him up until now, dodged everyone...
Despite it, he places the call back after listening to his voicemail. )
Hey I think I got a lead on something that might get rid of you know who. It's a guy who's got experience with his own Hell that has a couple ideas it wouldn't hurt to try.
Caliban? Not sure if you've met him.
He, uh. He said burning me with hellfire could work.
And I know. I know how that sounds. But we don't have a whole ton of other options and. Well. He's getting more insistent. So. Yeah.
I say we take Caliban up on his offer.
Anyways, call me back. Let me know what you think.
( Props for trying to do something, but hellfire definitely has him on the fence. )
Hey. I've seen Caliban around the network. Name screams demon, so his Hell credentials are probably legit. He walk you through the hellfire and brimstone? If he can get us from point a: hellfire to point b: you not losing your mind, I'm for it. I want to know if there are any side effects.
( she has her magic leave the small box on his bed, not wanting samuel or castiel to see it and ask any questions, even though she knows that dean would be suspicious about having something just left on his bed.
it's a simple black gift box, tied with a soft, red bow, and a label that simply says-- )
Dean.
From Rowena
( in her scripted handwriting.
inside the box is a small, celtic-inspired pendant on a chain, and a folded piece of paper )
I enchanted this amulet with a simple spell. Hold it and relax, and it'll project your consciousness to a safe landscape. Your mum will be waiting. It'll work only for you.
I only met her briefly before she was trapped in the other world, but the me back in our world is getting her back again for you. She's a wonderful woman, and you should have the chance to see her again.
( he leaves Cas (vaguely, I don't know from where, but there is a heart to heart of sorts) and heads back to his bedroom.
he spots the box as he closes the door behind himself. he reads the note first. he doesn't know how he feels. he holds the pendant on a chain in his hand while he reads, then dangles it in front of himself as he contemplates it.
he's not ready. he's shut down. but maybe the first part, getting sam back, thaws him. and the second part, castiel's olive branch.
either way, he sets the pendant back in his box, sticks it in his bedside drawer and shuts it.
for kumiko — tdm continuation
Date: 2024-09-21 04:39 pm (UTC)when she returns home. he used to like an optimist. is that part of him dead and buried? )
You have a favorite?
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Date: 2024-09-23 12:28 pm (UTC)But I really like Flashdance, too.
[ Kimiko doesn't entirely get that's not exactly a musical, yet, but she was in the process of watching 80s movies back home, before coming here. Her "catch up on movies" thing will have to wait. ]
You have a favorite movie?
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From:for castiel — tdm continuation
Date: 2024-09-21 04:51 pm (UTC)He can only imagine how much Cas' head isn't buzzing anymore. )
No more angel radio. All FM all the time.
( And, he assumes, Cas is alone with his own thoughts now. )
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Date: 2024-09-23 09:58 pm (UTC)[ He can hear others sometimes, but more often than not, it's his own thoughts rattling around in his head. It's odd. ]
I won't keep you. I'm sure my counterpart is very glad you are here.
[ And won't be needing Castiel as a placeholder anymore. ]
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From:un:thebadcastiel | private | voice (backdated to sep25, 11pm)
Date: 2024-09-26 03:03 pm (UTC)[ he moves the phone away to curse again, softly, under his breath. his voice is shaking. ]
—If you could get down here to public housing. Please. I need your help.
un: hallie parker | private | voice — action
Date: 2024-09-26 05:10 pm (UTC)Cas, slow down, Dean is -
( he says 'gone.' and he pauses again, or pulls the phone away or something. )
Cas.
( he swears under his own breath, considers it for a split second and hangs up. he's not going to be any good over the phone like this. he pulls on clothing, going over it in his mind. dean's gone. which -- could mean, if he followed orientation -- he's arrested, he's dead but not staying dead, or, he's gone altogether and gone home.
he doesn't know what he'd want for the guy, considering he assumes things turned out less apocalyptic for him. he was never able to ask or get any answers. never able to know if he needed them.
coat on, he uses the stairs, and hightails it to the Up edge, to the elevator. there's a bigger line than he anticipates, probably an 'end of the night' sub thing he didn't pay attention to. he should brush up on those rules.
it's another ten-twenty minutes that he makes it to the Down housing for the first time. it reminds him of some of the shittier motels he and sam stayed in. but, once he's there and he realizes there are hallways and rooms, he dials cas again. and when cas answers: )
I'm here, which room?
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From:text, un:thebadcastiel | private
Date: 2024-10-09 08:19 pm (UTC)there's a written timeline of the city and other notable events. some pretty messed up implications here.
text, un: lindsay lohan | private forever
Date: 2024-10-10 04:11 am (UTC)( but he'll scroll. and bookmark for when he has the time. cause he figures he should get a lay of the land that way. timeline and all )
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From:voice ★ un: rowena
Date: 2024-10-14 06:48 pm (UTC)( don't mind the fact that she sounds a little tense, dean, she's trying to deal with it )
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Date: 2024-10-14 07:11 pm (UTC)You calling in a favor?
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From:a housewarming party invitation 💐 open to +1s
Date: 2024-10-18 02:58 am (UTC)attached is a handwritten note -- ]
Dear Mr. Winchester,
It would be to the delight of us all if you are able to attend. Please do bring a friend if you should like.
With regards,
Daphne ]
text; un: artemistake
Date: 2024-10-27 03:31 pm (UTC)to artemis's bday party
at catsanova
on 10/29 7pm
itll just be a chill low-pressure thing
costumes not required but encouraged ;)
hope to see you there!!!
🎁 text. un: YourSecretSanta 🎄
Date: 2024-12-18 02:36 am (UTC)Yours,
Daphne Basset
Name: January Stirling
Address: Tiān yá (Up Private Housing)
Age: 34
What are your hobbies and interests? Cute animals, dancing, coffee, sweet things
What is your favorite color? Green and blue. I especially look good in light blue or green, apparently
Do you drink alcohol? Definitely.
Is there a note you would like to leave for your Secret Santa? Thank you! And don't worry about getting anything too complicated.
If there is anything else you would like to share, please do so here. I really don't actually like tea very much
OOC
Character Journal:
Character Inbox Link: link
text | un: the other dean
Date: 2024-12-18 05:21 am (UTC)(no subject)
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From:Backdated to Christmas
Date: 2024-12-31 07:19 am (UTC)𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓵𝔂, 𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓦𝓪𝓵𝓭𝓸𝓻𝓯
[Inside are several flannel shirts in colors that suit Dean, as well as a few beer glasses with his name engraved.
A note is included: "Until you let me get you something nice to wear. - Blair"]
voice ★ un: rowena
Date: 2025-01-19 05:53 pm (UTC)voice ✁ un: the other dean
Date: 2025-01-21 09:13 pm (UTC)You and me both. You and me need to have a conversation.
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Date: 2025-01-24 06:53 pm (UTC)1/2
Date: 2025-01-24 10:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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From:text ✁ un: the other shoe (during the storm)
Date: 2025-01-27 05:26 pm (UTC)text ✁ un: M1911A1
Date: 2025-01-30 05:33 am (UTC)Where are you?
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From:text, un: barton
Date: 2025-02-03 12:40 pm (UTC)(he'd refrained from letting anyone know he was back. bobbi had pulled away from everyone. nat had kept her distance and hadn't let anyone know. barney had been barney.)
so, stands to reason — he thinks — that sara'll probably just turn back up at work like nothing had happened, and given everything, it's only fair enough to let dean know that she's okay — or, well— )
sara's alive.
( he doesn't imagine they're going to have a big conversation about it — dean doesn't strike him as the sort, and clint typically only has conversations like that with a very select number of individuals, but it's the courtesy. )
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Date: 2025-02-03 06:21 pm (UTC)I know
You good?
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From:voice ★ un: rowena
Date: 2025-02-04 07:57 pm (UTC)( she sounds 90% herself, much less shaken than she has over the past few days. trying to pull her mask over tighter to hide the last bit )
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Date: 2025-02-04 08:39 pm (UTC)Safe and in one piece. Did DTF shake you down, too?
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From:private; un: the other shoe
Date: 2025-02-05 01:18 am (UTC)private all the way down; un: M1911A1
Date: 2025-02-05 01:51 am (UTC)Is this your way of telling me you're in blue collar jail, Sam?
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From:private group text; un: M1911A1
Date: 2025-03-05 05:46 pm (UTC)ignoring the elephants in the room, how quiet Dean was, how he was taken and how now they're all taken. again. maybe Dominance at Love Island caught on, maybe old habits just don't die. )
looks like Temptation Island was cut short in favor of Degrassi Duplicity-style. sound off here if you need anything or if you got shafted in the roommate lottery. seems harmless, but it's best we play along and go to "classes"
private to dean only; un: Taurus99
Date: 2025-03-05 07:24 pm (UTC)group text; un: unregistered
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From:un: Taurus99, voicemail
Date: 2025-03-11 07:31 pm (UTC)We gotta talk about something.
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Date: 2025-03-11 11:18 pm (UTC)Despite it, he places the call back after listening to his voicemail. )
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From:un: unregistered ; audio
Date: 2025-03-19 02:07 pm (UTC); audio
Date: 2025-03-24 08:48 pm (UTC)Let me guess, Sam's telling tall tales about what I told him to do? Lucifer's burying himself deeper and using me to get to him.
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From:Voicemail
Date: 2025-04-01 02:53 am (UTC)Caliban? Not sure if you've met him.
He, uh. He said burning me with hellfire could work.
And I know. I know how that sounds. But we don't have a whole ton of other options and. Well. He's getting more insistent. So. Yeah.
I say we take Caliban up on his offer.
Anyways, call me back. Let me know what you think.
Private Voice Note (Like a Mail, Essentially?)
Date: 2025-04-03 06:30 am (UTC)Hey. I've seen Caliban around the network. Name screams demon, so his Hell credentials are probably legit. He walk you through the hellfire and brimstone? If he can get us from point a: hellfire to point b: you not losing your mind, I'm for it. I want to know if there are any side effects.
Call me back.
Voice
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From:text ★ un: rowena
Date: 2025-04-05 11:55 am (UTC)How often does he actually try to sleep?
( she knows, she gave him her potion, but she doesn't know if and when he uses it. and from some of their texts he hasn't been )
text ✁ un: M1911A1
Date: 2025-04-07 05:11 pm (UTC)A demon named Caliban offered two solutions. Not that we negotiate with terrorists. But, we have to try something.
What do you know about Hellfire?
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From:a gift delivered
Date: 2025-04-15 11:36 pm (UTC)it's a simple black gift box, tied with a soft, red bow, and a label that simply says-- )
Dean.
From Rowena
( in her scripted handwriting.
inside the box is a small, celtic-inspired pendant on a chain, and a folded piece of paper )
I enchanted this amulet with a simple spell. Hold it and relax, and it'll project your consciousness to a safe landscape. Your mum will be waiting. It'll work only for you.
I only met her briefly before she was trapped in the other world, but the me back in our world is getting her back again for you. She's a wonderful woman, and you should have the chance to see her again.
Thank you, Dean.
-- Rowena.
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Date: 2025-04-16 05:09 am (UTC)he spots the box as he closes the door behind himself. he reads the note first. he doesn't know how he feels. he holds the pendant on a chain in his hand while he reads, then dangles it in front of himself as he contemplates it.
he's not ready. he's shut down. but maybe the first part, getting sam back, thaws him. and the second part, castiel's olive branch.
either way, he sets the pendant back in his box, sticks it in his bedside drawer and shuts it.
it doesn't mean he's not grateful.
it means he's not ready,
(not worthy. not enough. not good enough.)
how do you accept something you don't deserve? )
text ★ un: rowena
Date: 2025-04-21 02:39 pm (UTC)If you need me.
( and a few minutes later )
Or for a drink. You'd be welcome.