Dean Winchester (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
dashboardlite) wrote2011-03-29 01:45 am
dashboardlite) wrote2011-03-29 01:45 am
22: [Video/Action] Centerfold
[[ooc; Just a wee bit after this.]]
It's a good day.
It's still morning. The rave is over, the candy-high is gone. He doesn't have to worry about having pawned off anything valuable just to get a fix. Sammy's MIA, but Castiel came back from wherever he went. Probably escaping the techno music. Speaking of music - there isn't any playing, but there is someone singing.
It's slightly off-key, barely muted by the sound of running water, and very clearly a tribute to The J. Geils Band. Then the shower shuts off, and every single lyric is discernible for any and all listening in.
"-I was shy, I turned away, before she caught my eye. I was shakin' in my shoes, whenever she flashed those baby-blues! Something had a hold on me when angel passed close by."
He slides out of the bathroom and into view like Tom Cruise in Risky Business, sporting a towel and a shampoo bottle-microphone...
...and then promptly dives back into the refrain, hop-skipping across the floor like a man who just got laid.
Because guess what?
He did.
Never you mind the trench coat draped over the desk chair haphazardly and the clothes all over the floor. Never you mind at all.
It's a good day.
It's still morning. The rave is over, the candy-high is gone. He doesn't have to worry about having pawned off anything valuable just to get a fix. Sammy's MIA, but Castiel came back from wherever he went. Probably escaping the techno music. Speaking of music - there isn't any playing, but there is someone singing.
It's slightly off-key, barely muted by the sound of running water, and very clearly a tribute to The J. Geils Band. Then the shower shuts off, and every single lyric is discernible for any and all listening in.
"-I was shy, I turned away, before she caught my eye. I was shakin' in my shoes, whenever she flashed those baby-blues! Something had a hold on me when angel passed close by."
He slides out of the bathroom and into view like Tom Cruise in Risky Business, sporting a towel and a shampoo bottle-microphone...
...and then promptly dives back into the refrain, hop-skipping across the floor like a man who just got laid.
Because guess what?
He did.
Never you mind the trench coat draped over the desk chair haphazardly and the clothes all over the floor. Never you mind at all.
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[ Elle chuckles, though this time there's a distinctly derisive edge to it.
She also decides that a subject change is in order. ]
So, Mister Healthy Appetite, been hunting any demons lately?
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[Dean snorts. He wishes there were demons. It'd give him something to hunt. Something to fight against. He's like a soldier without a war.]
No, no luck with the demons. There ain't exactly a big population of 'em here. If you see any, let me know.
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[Give him a second to relive all the horror-
Okay, done.]
You mean the dude in the suit?
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[With limited knowledge at the time, but...]
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Some demon hunter you are.
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[ She scowls, both at his inability and at the admission of her own. ]
Don't brag about your job if you can't do it right.
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[Don't you scowl at him for not having Eldritch horrors on his Earth. Hot chick or not, don't you even dare.]
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She has to pause before replying, because what she says next comes too close to asking for a favour in her eye
sand she'd hate to owe anybody. ]Let me know if you figure something out.
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As long as you do the same, you got it.
[A little salute.]
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[ Hahanowayokaybuhbyenow. o7 ]
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[WELL SEE IF HE SHARES INFO WITH YOU, CRAZY CYCLOPS LADY. BI
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