29: [Audio] Counting Bodies Like Sheep
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dashboardliteHe types because he can. Not to send, just...to type. Dean isn't sure when it really started. Maybe when he woke up. Maybe it was always there. Maybe it's just cabin fever, the stress of being stuck in one place for too long. Being trapped. Trapped. Trapped.
It feels to wrong to just...jusssssssssst just sit around. Waiting. Waiting. People to see. Places to go. Rooms to visit. The hallways are filthy with the promising stench of blood, so much blood he can taste it. I'm not gonna hurt you, no, no, I'd never, I'm just gonna bash your brains in, sweetheart, just hold sti-
He switches the radio on, clears his throat, and becomes the dull boy.
"Hey! There anyone out there? It's Dean." He sighs, careful not to oversell the act. "The hallways are pretty tricked out, and I got a feeling that none of this is gonna end well for any of us since it ain't like we've got any clues yet. I'm thinkin' we oughta stick together to stay safe. If anybody needs help, radio me. I've dealt with almost everything, so we might as well be prepared."
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
All work and no play makes Dean a dull boy.
"Over and out."
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Date: 2011-10-30 09:29 pm (UTC)Safety in numbers is definitely the way to go. I've been seein' who I can get together to keep people alive - I know there haven't been a whole lotta threats yet, but I don't wanna take any chances.
[Concerned, older-brotherly tone of voice?]
You want me to come get you? Few trustworthy people I know are helping to set up a base in the dining hall.
[The decor's a little lacking right now, though, ever since he hacked into Philip's arm with an ax in there. But the red looks nice.]
Audio
Date: 2011-10-30 09:58 pm (UTC)Absolutely. That sounds great. I'm...I think I'm where the music room was before everything changed.
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Thank you so much, Dean. The escort is really appreciated.
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Date: 2011-10-31 10:56 pm (UTC)[There's a rustling sound on his end - his duffel bag being zipped up. An innocent thing to hear, normally, but oh, if only Kurt knew what was in that bag, just for him.]
I'll be there soon.
[True to his word, Dean raps on the music room door about ten minutes later, looking a bit rumpled with only a few spots of blood here and there.
One of the wolves attacked me, he'll say. Fought back and got away.]
Action
Date: 2011-10-31 11:13 pm (UTC)Dean!
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...You've got a little, um. [] Did you run into a wolf? Are you okay?
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Action
Date: 2011-11-05 04:58 am (UTC)[He makes a face, looking down at his shirt.]
Some sonuvabitch jumped me on my way here. 'M fine, but he got away.
[He rumples his hair, casting a distracted glance down the hall before looking to Kurt, so concerned.]
You okay?
Action
Date: 2011-11-05 05:35 am (UTC)I'm fine. Completely creeped out by all of this, but...fine.
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So, you said we were going to the Dining Room? Maybe we should leave now, before whoever found you comes back.
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Action
Date: 2011-11-05 01:41 pm (UTC)Sounds good.
[He ushers Kurt out into the hallway, hefting his duffel bag of toys a little higher.]
You hear of anybody bein' one of those wolves, yet? First one I saw was some dude I didn't even know.
[Lalala leading him down the hallway~]
Action
Date: 2011-11-05 03:42 pm (UTC)No, I haven't. I just know that they're out there, ready to hunt us down.
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...Did that make it easier? Not knowing them, I mean?
Action
Date: 2011-11-07 05:30 pm (UTC)[And these words will come back to bite him in the ass harshly when this is all said and done, but for now...
Dean turns down another hallway, leading Kurt to the newly redecorated dining hall.]
But you gotta do what you gotta do, right?
Action
Date: 2011-11-08 05:48 am (UTC)...Right. Of course.
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What happened here?
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Action
Date: 2011-11-08 11:29 pm (UTC)[Aghast, Dean stares at the chairs, the blood (hnnnnnnnnnn), the entire room, taken aback. Not that he's really taken aback, he's just playing for playing's sake, but his expression is very convincing.]
What the Hell...?
[He takes a step in and then back again, turning to Kurt and grabbing his shoulders to look at him seriously.]
Either someone got in here, or someone wasn't who they said they were. Do you know a safe place?