Close, not-- ( she circles a slightly accusative finger in his direction, wiggling it at him before lowering her hand to drink more of her whiskey. you know what she means, dean )
Though many people also lack the nuance of pulling off intrigue.
( and she doesn't fault him. she doesn't pretend to know what he's seen but living through his apocalypse, through the virus that he'd mentioned to her, everything with sam and lucifer... how could all of you stay in tact after that? what rowena did know is that time changed a person )
Though Dean Winchester can as much be a blunt knife as he can skillfully pry information out of someone. ( from experience. circumstances made all the difference ) What gets us places... we adapt.
( sounds like an insult, but it's also a weird flex, so, they can be even in their uncertainty together. he lived his life. he remembers that dean. even if he feels like a distant memory.
...is she in his head?
We adapt.
( that earns her a clink against her glass with his. and a much less charged sip. )
( he'll learn one day that she spent centuries learning to read people. she absolutely is in his head.
so she'll tap the glass gently back, finishing that last bit of her drink, hesitating a second or two before nudging it forward for a refill. sure, she'll drink more with him. when its going well why change it )
Have you had to... remove much confusion of those who forget you're not the Dean they know?
he fills her back up, a generous one, before finishing his and pouring less for himself. he's still on the clock. )
Not more than, I'm not that guy, get over it. ( it sounds heartless, but there's never been anything so tense. he would say it was most emotional with ororo. but he was also swept up in the storm of it all. ) Most people just give me an 'I've seen you somewhere' look. Never mention it, either. You think most people here torture themselves here?
( can she help it if men like to be stepped on in her expensive heels? absolutely not. but also he's right: she does enjoy dolling out the punishment side. and reaping her own rewards at times )
I will say that some of the toys they provide there are tame. Though they've never seen Hell.
( or a witch who used her magic creatively. why hold the whip when you could do much more whilst lounging seductively? )
( she's been? she's been to hell. suddenly, it feels like they have everything in common. or, important things anyway. but, he did the torturing, didn't he. does that stack up to his apocalypse sins? he doesn't know. )
( it's easy to slip into the conversation, some of the comfort that drinking with him in this more pleasant feeling gives with the positive skew of their current conversation. and then he reminds her that he doesn't know her, and it's not that she thinks of the other dean but rather the one that will know her, that does know these things about her. she knows this really and yet a moment is everything )
Well... my son was its King. ( except she doesn't even know if he's met him yet. the best friends (eyeroll) that they became, that she disapproved of in terms of his rule of hell. and she doesn't know when that began )
( did he? he doesn't hide the shrug, he's not going to search his mind, or think about it, because crowley never surfaced, that he knows of, anwyay. his lips purse as he slows a shake of the head. )
( since he wasn't there during her tenure and fergus had been king for years at that point. wait until she's one day queen, dean, that'll really rock it )
I didn't spend long in Hell. Children are... ( a little wave of her hand. she can't actually bring herself to finish the dismissive statement, not anymore. it's a habit to dance around the topic but about her son? there are too many regrets for her to brush him off so quickly now.
and yes, she'd be delighted if he ever turned up here to try and have more time with him, even if she doesn't (consciously) hope that will happen )
( dead as a doornail. he did stiffen at the mention, but he thinks, if this is years later, who knows who's ruling when. so, he tries to push that instict of distrust and uneasiness. but, he does not, taking a sip.
he does make a face at that, though, an eyebrow angling for dominance. yeah, kids are. aren't they. but, again, this has been a good back and forth, so he's not rocking the boat, letting her finish her thought. )
All we knew, horsemen. Lilith. Witches. Demons. Yellow-eyes. ( He pauses. The obvious. ) Lucifer.
( the freeze in her so noticeable, and though they'd spoken about lucifer once before she'll never stop reacting just at his name: her heart stops for a moment, her hand fumbles with the glass that she'd just been about to pick up (luckily spilling nothing) and she has to make herself stop, pause, take a deep breath to get herself going again.
her fear could be being shouted across the room at how noticeable it is just from one name, except rowena tries to downplay it, tries to shrug it off. she looks away from him for a moment, trying to feel that grounding again and whilst rowena would love to tell dean that she hopes that bastard rots the words don't come. not those ones )
Well, you can make that list far longer. ( not him but-- )
Besides... my Hell-- ( this time her pause is for a different reason, if still difficult to her ) currently it has no ruler, just demons that tried scrabbling for it. And failed.
( nicely done, samuel. not that she knows the full details yet )
( if anyone knows about PTSD, it's a winchester. he clocks it immediately, but like he's going to say anything. should she spill anything, he'd refill. he can practically feel the lower temperature reverberating. )
Sorry.
( he can read between the lines of loss. no ruler. her kid. )
( she debates what to respond to for a moment, drinking a little and adding one thing )
It's one reason why I want to see him locked away again. Or dead.
( him. lucifer. the boys might have told her that fergus sacrificed himself for them, to save the world, but if lucifer hadn't been there it wouldn't have been necessary. and she also wouldn't have been killed that same period either.
but there's a very quick and obvious topic change because she does not want to talk about lucifer. or her son's death, something she still hasn't properly processed yet )
As far as anyone's been aware he's never been here. Hopefully that continues.
( okay, not exactly the topic change she'd intended but she's a little wound up )
which is why there's a lengthier pause as she drinks some more, head dipping slightly as she thinks )
I told Castiel that I wanted to see my son again. ( which is true, that is something that rowena very much wants ) But I don't wish to be here. If he were... I couldn't leave without him.
Something tells me you'd make it happen one way or another. ( for clarification's sake. ) This - Crowley, the king of Hell, we were all on the same side?
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Date: 2024-10-20 08:17 pm (UTC)Though many people also lack the nuance of pulling off intrigue.
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Date: 2024-10-20 08:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2024-10-20 08:41 pm (UTC)( and she doesn't fault him. she doesn't pretend to know what he's seen but living through his apocalypse, through the virus that he'd mentioned to her, everything with sam and lucifer... how could all of you stay in tact after that? what rowena did know is that time changed a person )
Though Dean Winchester can as much be a blunt knife as he can skillfully pry information out of someone. ( from experience. circumstances made all the difference ) What gets us places... we adapt.
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Date: 2024-10-20 09:09 pm (UTC)...is she in his head?
We adapt.
( that earns her a clink against her glass with his. and a much less charged sip. )
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Date: 2024-10-20 09:16 pm (UTC)so she'll tap the glass gently back, finishing that last bit of her drink, hesitating a second or two before nudging it forward for a refill. sure, she'll drink more with him. when its going well why change it )
Have you had to... remove much confusion of those who forget you're not the Dean they know?
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Date: 2024-10-20 09:23 pm (UTC)he fills her back up, a generous one, before finishing his and pouring less for himself. he's still on the clock. )
Not more than, I'm not that guy, get over it. ( it sounds heartless, but there's never been anything so tense. he would say it was most emotional with ororo. but he was also swept up in the storm of it all. ) Most people just give me an 'I've seen you somewhere' look. Never mention it, either. You think most people here torture themselves here?
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Date: 2024-10-20 09:31 pm (UTC)( she knows he most likely didn't mean that but she's giving him that instead, a tiny smirk on her )
Have you been to the Crucible yet? A torturer's dream. Or just those with a healthy appreciation of reward and punishment.
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Date: 2024-10-20 09:45 pm (UTC)Which, you sound like you have.
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Date: 2024-10-20 09:48 pm (UTC)I will say that some of the toys they provide there are tame. Though they've never seen Hell.
( or a witch who used her magic creatively. why hold the whip when you could do much more whilst lounging seductively? )
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Date: 2024-10-20 09:53 pm (UTC)( she's been? she's been to hell. suddenly, it feels like they have everything in common. or, important things anyway. but, he did the torturing, didn't he. does that stack up to his apocalypse sins? he doesn't know. )
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Date: 2024-10-20 09:58 pm (UTC)Well... my son was its King. ( except she doesn't even know if he's met him yet. the best friends (eyeroll) that they became, that she disapproved of in terms of his rule of hell. and she doesn't know when that began )
You knew him as Crowley.
( clearly not the name his mother gave him )
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Date: 2024-10-20 10:03 pm (UTC)Never heard of him. King? Of hell? Above Azazel?
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Date: 2024-10-20 10:09 pm (UTC)( since he wasn't there during her tenure and fergus had been king for years at that point. wait until she's one day queen, dean, that'll really rock it )
I didn't spend long in Hell. Children are... ( a little wave of her hand. she can't actually bring herself to finish the dismissive statement, not anymore. it's a habit to dance around the topic but about her son? there are too many regrets for her to brush him off so quickly now.
and yes, she'd be delighted if he ever turned up here to try and have more time with him, even if she doesn't (consciously) hope that will happen )
Hell seems to often change hands.
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Date: 2024-10-20 10:17 pm (UTC)he does make a face at that, though, an eyebrow angling for dominance. yeah, kids are. aren't they. but, again, this has been a good back and forth, so he's not rocking the boat, letting her finish her thought. )
All we knew, horsemen. Lilith. Witches. Demons. Yellow-eyes. ( He pauses. The obvious. ) Lucifer.
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Date: 2024-10-20 10:30 pm (UTC)her fear could be being shouted across the room at how noticeable it is just from one name, except rowena tries to downplay it, tries to shrug it off. she looks away from him for a moment, trying to feel that grounding again and whilst rowena would love to tell dean that she hopes that bastard rots the words don't come. not those ones )
Well, you can make that list far longer. ( not him but-- )
Besides... my Hell-- ( this time her pause is for a different reason, if still difficult to her ) currently it has no ruler, just demons that tried scrabbling for it. And failed.
( nicely done, samuel. not that she knows the full details yet )
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Date: 2024-10-20 10:36 pm (UTC)Sorry.
( he can read between the lines of loss. no ruler. her kid. )
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Date: 2024-10-20 10:47 pm (UTC)It's one reason why I want to see him locked away again. Or dead.
( him. lucifer. the boys might have told her that fergus sacrificed himself for them, to save the world, but if lucifer hadn't been there it wouldn't have been necessary. and she also wouldn't have been killed that same period either.
but there's a very quick and obvious topic change because she does not want to talk about lucifer. or her son's death, something she still hasn't properly processed yet )
As far as anyone's been aware he's never been here. Hopefully that continues.
( okay, not exactly the topic change she'd intended but she's a little wound up )
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Date: 2024-10-20 10:51 pm (UTC)Yeah? You don't want him here? Is it all the sex?
( welcome to the more blunt Dean. )
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Date: 2024-10-21 02:23 pm (UTC)I don't ever want to see him. Nor should anyone here have to experience him either.
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Date: 2024-10-23 03:44 pm (UTC)( he's the president, vice president, secretary, chair, judge, jury, and executioner. )
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Date: 2024-10-23 03:57 pm (UTC)which is why there's a lengthier pause as she drinks some more, head dipping slightly as she thinks )
I told Castiel that I wanted to see my son again. ( which is true, that is something that rowena very much wants ) But I don't wish to be here. If he were... I couldn't leave without him.
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Date: 2024-10-23 04:25 pm (UTC)Something tells me you'd make it happen one way or another. ( for clarification's sake. ) This - Crowley, the king of Hell, we were all on the same side?
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Date: 2024-10-23 04:28 pm (UTC)I tried to kill you once, thought you'd made him soft, a weak ruler.
( and then rowena had slowly accepted the power of friendship. sam to start, dean slowly building )
But... he sacrificed himself for you. To stop Lucifer but... for you. For the world.
( and he'd certainly helped the boys out on other moments. he was dean's best friend )
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Date: 2024-10-23 04:36 pm (UTC)People really need to stop dying for us.
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Date: 2024-10-23 04:39 pm (UTC)On this one I would agree.
( she doesn't know how many others have )
Here though... he would thrive. Even if this isn't what he'd want. Or what I'd want for him.
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