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Date: 2025-03-13 01:57 am (UTC)
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Yeah. Yeah, we will.

Thanks.

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Date: 2025-03-13 06:08 pm (UTC)
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Sounds good. I'll let you know how it goes in the morning.

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[The stone works best when Sam is awake, he learns. Chasing away the shadow of Lucfier with a shock is much easier when Sam isn't trying to sleep. If Lucifer doesn't keep him awake, the after effects of the shock does.

He comes out of his room rubbing his eyes, already dressed, but not quite ready to hit the ground running.
]

Dean?
Edited (html everywhere) Date: 2025-03-13 06:21 pm (UTC)

Date: 2025-03-19 02:49 pm (UTC)
nomoreleftshoe: (Default)
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Coffee sounds good.

[Sam rubs his eyes as he crosses the room in his sweatpants and rumpled t-shirt. Lucifer is of course lingering in the corner, so Sam clenches the stone in his pocket to send a shock through him. His body jerks, but Lucifer disappears, so he’ll take it as a good sign.

When he reaches the table, he produces the stone, setting it on the table.
]

Rowena gave it to me. Sends a shock through my system.

[And he reaches for one of the two beers.]

all good!

Date: 2025-03-24 08:51 pm (UTC)
nomoreleftshoe: (5)
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Right now about thirty minutes.

[Sam takes a swig of his beer and sets it back on the table.]

Enough to get a nap.

Date: 2025-03-24 09:00 pm (UTC)
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He likes to talk. [Sam admits quietly.] Or throw firecrackers. Think he’a trying to keep me awake.

[Sam stirs his food around his plate.]

She gave me a sleeping potion, too. On nights I really can’t sleep through the noise.

Date: 2025-03-24 09:05 pm (UTC)
nomoreleftshoe: (35)
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Yeah, he lights ‘em and tosses then at my bed. Don’t think there’s any real property damage. It’s all just—

[In his head.]

No, not yet.

Date: 2025-03-24 09:18 pm (UTC)
nomoreleftshoe: (6)
From: [personal profile] nomoreleftshoe
[Sam sags at Dean’s words, looking down at his plate as he feigns interest in the food while his appetite has disappeared.]

I don’t know, Dean. She said she’d keep looking.
Edited Date: 2025-03-24 09:19 pm (UTC)

Date: 2025-03-24 10:52 pm (UTC)
nomoreleftshoe: (3)
From: [personal profile] nomoreleftshoe
He, uh, he walked in on me talking to him.

[So he did, in a way, talk to Cas.]

Date: 2025-03-24 11:09 pm (UTC)
nomoreleftshoe: (6)
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Yeah I guess.

[Sam gives a half-shrug.]

I don’t know, Dean. I guess I could use the stone every time I see someone I know.

Date: 2025-03-24 11:19 pm (UTC)
nomoreleftshoe: (6)
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[Sam may have been half-asleep during that conversation.]

I honestly can’t remember.

[Which is a red flag all on its own.]

Date: 2025-03-24 11:29 pm (UTC)
nomoreleftshoe: (1)
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Okay. [Sam knows this isn’t the best situation. He forks up some eggs and starts to eat before he sets his fork back down again.]

What if this doesn’t go away?

Date: 2025-03-25 12:20 am (UTC)
nomoreleftshoe: (5)
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How can you be so sure?

[It reminds Sam of when they first learned he had Azaezel’s blood in him. Dean was so sure, a constant, a foundation.]