( ugh the worst. all she wants is a hot shower to wash the smell of jail off her. hot bath and wine, that's more deserved.
she should probably tell edwina but they hadn't yet finalised living arrangements. a future conversation when she's in a better mind for grace.
he'll note the call dropping for the moment for her to do just that, packing her necessities in a back, leaving the shower for the hotel and finding out where this place actually is. and then calling him back )
Do you have a drink already?
( maybe he'll hear the delightful tones from the reception there )
still at the bar, he doesn't plan to stay much longer before his phone rings again. his drink sits, unfinished.
he does catch where she is, the bustle, the familiar lilt of the receptionist's voice. how he never though they were all in a walking porn before today, he'll never know. )
Bar.
( hanging up, he taps the bar behind his glass to let the bartender know he wants another, then taps to the right of it to signal for a second glass.
Rowena finds him and her drink as it's being filled. )
Make sure you're on the floor where sex doesn't sell, unless that's something you're feeling today. Let your freak flag fly.
( she keeps her bag with her, not trusting anyone to take it up to the room without going through it, and really isn't not that big of a bag. a few clothes, her essential magical supplies. which is always more than anyone ever needs but she's always prepared.
which may be why she slides the drink closer to her as soon as the glass comes down, drinking a good mouthful of it before responding. she's needed it, dean, for the past week and for whatever hell you're going to drop on her )
They wouldn't have enough to make it worthwhile.
( because her sex would sell, you know it, but they couldn't afford her )
( then he hopes information will be exchanged because that's how this works, not that he's made it clear. he'll make it clear, today. if things don't go off the rails about sam. )
It's a metaphor, pretty sure no one's paying for it. ( but, noted. you're a freak and expensive. he lets a second go by, as he considers how and what to say. ) Sam's here. Fresh a few months out of Hell.
( she knows (vaguely, what are details and long histories) that samuel's been to hell dean too, but for him to both be here and to be from then...
though it also dawns on her that he won't know who she is )
I'm sure that you're delighted to see him. ( said with a little more chirp in her, trying to recover from the surprise and cover her own sadness ) With what you've told me anyway.
( well, Dean's not delighted, but Rowena sounds like she might be. he's ready to temper those expectations. )
Yeah, everything you know about me says delighted is in my everyday vocabulary, much less how I would describe my little brother from another version of my mother being here where Big Brother is always jerking it.
( he's dealing with a lot more than just, Sam being in striking vicinity.
yeah, an opportunity to keep him from offing half the population. but he can't say that, can he? )
Sam's -- ( how can he put it? ) He's been through it, to Hell and back. He escaped the cage. He's... ( soulless. ) Hell did a number on him, so don't be surprised if he's skittish. He's dark, Rowena. Probably not the Sam you remember.
Perhaps not but... I know something about his experiences.
( partly through her own, partly through the conversations that they'd had, even if rowena knows that samuel had experienced far more than he'd told her. they had a common ground but sharing those horrors was still a lot )
But he wouldn't be the man I remember. He hasn't met me yet.
( so no matter what she knows he wouldn't trust her. yet )
( she's covering her feelings in alcohol and her walls, refusing to let dean see what she's feeling. let him be happy even if he hasn't gotten there yet, she doesn’t matter, she doesn’t need worrying about.
( It's his easiest, quickest, ask no questions past that answer. It's not his Sam, but it's a Sam, right? So why do they both have to be in the same place at the same time? )
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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: 2025-01-21 09:15 pm (UTC)Why does this seem like a conversation I won't enjoy?
( she's been so well behaved lately )
cw. mysoginistic language
Date: 2025-01-21 09:19 pm (UTC)I don't know how you're gonna take it.
( but, she's inner circle, isn't she? claims she's tight with them in the future. he does need to warn her about sam without warning her. )
Did you relocate to Cupid's Cunt, or are you freezing your lady parts off in the Up tower?
laughing bc i expected something else and that was beautiful
Date: 2025-01-21 09:21 pm (UTC)I hadn't learned that there were issues until an hour ago.
he never gets the name of the hotel right, it's my ongoing little joke. does he not know or... care?
Date: 2025-01-21 09:24 pm (UTC)( is that concern and barely care in his tone? )
chef's kiss tbh
Date: 2025-01-21 09:27 pm (UTC)she should probably tell edwina but they hadn't yet finalised living arrangements. a future conversation when she's in a better mind for grace.
he'll note the call dropping for the moment for her to do just that, packing her necessities in a back, leaving the shower for the hotel and finding out where this place actually is. and then calling him back )
Do you have a drink already?
( maybe he'll hear the delightful tones from the reception there )
thank you
Date: 2025-01-21 09:37 pm (UTC)he catches up with Cas. that goes how it goes.
still at the bar, he doesn't plan to stay much longer before his phone rings again. his drink sits, unfinished.
he does catch where she is, the bustle, the familiar lilt of the receptionist's voice. how he never though they were all in a walking porn before today, he'll never know. )
Bar.
( hanging up, he taps the bar behind his glass to let the bartender know he wants another, then taps to the right of it to signal for a second glass.
Rowena finds him and her drink as it's being filled. )
Make sure you're on the floor where sex doesn't sell, unless that's something you're feeling today. Let your freak flag fly.
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Date: 2025-01-21 09:41 pm (UTC)which may be why she slides the drink closer to her as soon as the glass comes down, drinking a good mouthful of it before responding. she's needed it, dean, for the past week and for whatever hell you're going to drop on her )
They wouldn't have enough to make it worthwhile.
( because her sex would sell, you know it, but they couldn't afford her )
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Date: 2025-01-21 09:45 pm (UTC)It's a metaphor, pretty sure no one's paying for it. ( but, noted. you're a freak and expensive. he lets a second go by, as he considers how and what to say. ) Sam's here. Fresh a few months out of Hell.
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Date: 2025-01-21 10:05 pm (UTC)What?
( she knows (vaguely, what are details and long histories) that samuel's been to hell dean too, but for him to both be here and to be from then...
though it also dawns on her that he won't know who she is )
I'm sure that you're delighted to see him. ( said with a little more chirp in her, trying to recover from the surprise and cover her own sadness ) With what you've told me anyway.
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Date: 2025-01-21 10:36 pm (UTC)Yeah, everything you know about me says delighted is in my everyday vocabulary, much less how I would describe my little brother from another version of my mother being here where Big Brother is always jerking it.
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Date: 2025-01-21 10:39 pm (UTC)I know how long it's been since you've seen Sam, your brother and not Lucifer wearing him. It isn't perfect but it's an opportunity.
( is it much different to castiel? )
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Date: 2025-01-21 10:58 pm (UTC)yeah, an opportunity to keep him from offing half the population. but he can't say that, can he? )
Sam's -- ( how can he put it? ) He's been through it, to Hell and back. He escaped the cage. He's... ( soulless. ) Hell did a number on him, so don't be surprised if he's skittish. He's dark, Rowena. Probably not the Sam you remember.
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Date: 2025-01-21 11:06 pm (UTC)( partly through her own, partly through the conversations that they'd had, even if rowena knows that samuel had experienced far more than he'd told her. they had a common ground but sharing those horrors was still a lot )
But he wouldn't be the man I remember. He hasn't met me yet.
( so no matter what she knows he wouldn't trust her. yet )
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Date: 2025-01-21 11:12 pm (UTC)( So she can wrap her mind around the timing. He doesn't know how the timelines work or when Rowena even becomes a factor. )
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Date: 2025-01-21 11:16 pm (UTC)so she drinks more, almost finishing her glass )
If he's here why are you in a bar alone?
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Date: 2025-01-21 11:18 pm (UTC)( It's his easiest, quickest, ask no questions past that answer. It's not his Sam, but it's a Sam, right? So why do they both have to be in the same place at the same time? )
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Date: 2025-01-22 01:05 pm (UTC)( she's very certain that they've spent many a chat in a bar together before )
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Date: 2025-01-23 12:31 am (UTC)( and she knows all of Dean's details. )
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Date: 2025-01-23 10:12 pm (UTC)And... that's all the time you have for him?
( with a tone of slight disappointment )
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Date: 2025-01-23 10:17 pm (UTC)( he uses the joke later on, and he can't really -- talk about it, only around it. )
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Date: 2025-01-23 10:23 pm (UTC)Which I'm certain had nothing to do with you.
( press x to doubt )
He'll come back later, no doubt, particularly with this weather.
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Date: 2025-01-23 10:26 pm (UTC)( presses o to confirm. )
His room's next to mine, he knows where to find me.
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Date: 2025-01-23 10:28 pm (UTC)Which floor?
( so she can be not as near )
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