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[ We’re going a little Blair Witch here with the shaky handheld camera as Dean moves through his apartment, turning on his device and squinting at it with all the spite he can manage. No really, dude looks unhappy as fuck.

Public service announcement incoming in three… t- ]

For those who knew him, Sam’s gone. [ Granted, names aren’t really a top priority around here, so that might not be the best method of delivering this message. ]

Better known as Sasquatch? The Jolly Green Giant? L'Oreal superstar? Call him whatever you want, but he’s out. Figured i’d pass along the info just in case he offered to help anyone paint their ceilings.

[ Stupid jokes make Dean feel better, but that’s all he’s got to say on the matter, which is why he chucks his device onto the couch, still turned on, flashing the blur of a symbol on the ceiling for a moment. Except--

Just when it seems like the device is going to time out, it is righted again by the sudden appearance of Castiel in the video feed. He looks worried, apologetic, his eyes flitting off screen. ]

-- Dean, you were supposed to offer them our help, if they find themselves possessed, or pursued by these demons. [ Offscreen a grunt can be heard, noncommittal and unbothered.

Cas looks back at the screen. ] Dean is a professional demon hunter, and I have been fighting them all my life. We both know magic that seems to be effective on them, and we are willing to teach others how to fight back. For example, this is a devil's trap. [ The camera scrolls around to show more of the pattern on the ceiling from earlier. It's shaped like this. ] If you draw one on the ceiling or the floor, even if it is concealed, it should trap the demon--supposing you can trick them into entering it.

[ Since Dean is busy finding liquor off screen… ] And I think it would be good for Dean to keep busy, considering our recent loss.

[ Buuuut now Dean has returned, peering over Cas’ shoulder into the device- ] I can actually hear you, you know. [ After which he plucks it from his hands and finally turns off the feed. ]

[ooc; dean is black, cas is blue! expect tagbacks from both boys! ]

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You guys have some spare paint?

[She can carve it into the plaster if she has to, but paint would make things easier.]

If ya get too busy, just lemme know. [She can do this too, remember? And better to spread the load, even if Dean thinks he should do it all.]

I have some left over from Twister.

[ Which is to say he's sure it doesn't matter if your devil's trap is in four different colors, right? ]

I'm sure people who would be equally appreciative of your help, Jo. Better that we don't any of us take this upon ourselves.

( of course Kate was there, silent and staring at a mug of coffee like it would somehow answer what the fuck happened. how can you just wake up and have someone vanish from your life?

why does this keep happening? what curse was placed upon her life - upon the lives of so many people she knows - that everyone that care about disappears into the ether? )

Killing shit sounds good.

( hell anything that isn't sitting staring at a mug, turning a notebook in her hands, sounds good. )

I can come get it. [Or, whatever.

Of course it doesn't matter. Might bring some color to the room, right?]

You think Dean'll manage?

I don't know.

He doesn't have a good history with losing his brother. Or anyone, for that matter. I think it's because of what happened with his mother.

[ Castiel please this isn't a public conversation. ]

Killing shit always sounds good.

[ Okay, well- truth be told that was a fact of everyday life for where the Mark was concerned but that wasn't really the point. It was a frustrating worry that he'd been left with now, something he couldn't shake off, the fear that Sam was returning back to a shithole of a world that couldn't be saved by just one of them.

But he was gone. And that? As they say. Was that. Wasn't like he'd never managed before without Sam, either-

Didn't mean he liked it. ]

Not like we're without opportunity here.

( they'll have to agree to disagree on that one. being good at it doesn't necessarily mean Kate enjoys it, but it's thoughtless now, fighting. nothing but adrenaline and instinct working together as they do. an easy channel for all the emotion she can only let out as tense shoulders and ice curling in her gut. )

No. It's not. ( not like she's without reason to work at the clinic either, right now. with whatever the fuck is going on here, the injuries would likely be many.

small mercies. the ability to forget her pain in other pains. ) Fuckin' mess outside.

[Jo frowns and nods, just once. This she knows, but...]

He was young.

Those kinds of things shape you, don't they?

[ He's asking. ]

[She'd somehow never looked at it quite like that. To compare the situations. It had always seemed different.]

Yeah, tends to. Changes things, you know?

I'm taking offense at the jolly green giant comment, as a tall, green person.

[Like, he didn't know Sam or anything, but he's pretty sure he's the only green dude around. Also he just gets prickly about things when he doesn't have his heart.]

Sorry to hear about your friend going home. [ "Friend" seems like a safe assumption. Safer than "lover," anyway. ] If you don't mind me asking, though, how do the traps work? Do they require a spell or something?

[ Ah, more visuals how delightful... Matt can tell this Dean guy is way more upset than he's letting on so he's just. Going to address Castiel since it seems to be a good way of saying "by the way I'm still alive thanks for the help two weeks ago." ]

Sorry about your friend.

[ A pause. There's not much else to say is there....? ]

Any chance you can describe how to make those traps?

What else did you expect when you threw the thing away while it was still on?

[ Kanda's not going to offer sympathies, because it's not going to get anything done, or make anything better, or bring anyone back. To him, it was a waste of breath. But still, he couldn't resist the light jab, because honestly.... Yeah, you left it on, you subjected yourself to that hijacking, Dean. ]

[ Dean really should be out there right now, losing his shit over the whole thing, taking down demons left and right. And admittedly, he doesn't know why he isn't, why he's more pissed off right here -- too terrified to go breaking himself down all over again, maybe. Too scared shitless to see him become the demons he's fighting against.

But a fuckin' mess it undoubtedly is, that much he can easily agree upon with a cant of his head. ]

Just like it is every other week.

Everything changes something. Don't see why we've gotta bring all the old shit into it.

[ Because really, he's totally over all that crap. Really. Totally. ]

Take offense to whatever you want. [ Just gonna shrug here, because he can. So there. ]

I mean- unless you're upset that i'm not callin' you jolly instead.

Don't worry about it- Sam can hold his own. [ And besides, clarifying that whole part where he's actually his brother is... utterly unimportant. So totally unimportant. Right. Yup. ]

Nope, no spellwork. Just gotta slap the thing down, the sigil works all on its own.

No, it's more accurate not to.

[He has no delusions about his temper.]

Quite the set of nicknames.

[ Oh hay bro. And really, he's not actually looking for sympathies in the first place, straight up honest. It sucks, but what're you gonna do about it. Besides, it's not like he's incapable of being without his brother - life goes on. He survived a year in Purgatory without him, nbd. ]

Kinda hoping it turned itself off.

[ Too bad, he was hoping he could slap that one on someone else. ]

He's just that lucky. Got a few more I didn't even feel like mentioning.

I don't mean to hurt your feelings, Dean.

And Jo, of course. I hope you don't mind me speaking of your father like this.

[ THIS ISN'T JUST ABOUT YOU, DEAN. ]

I am with you. Sam has never been green under any light. I suspect it's probably some kind of reference that I've missed.

[ SHUT UP, DEAN CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE. ]

[I mean, right now he could use it ironically. Maybe after Warrick gets his heart substitute, it'll be too-fitting.]

I'm guessing he's your brother, then. Or something like that.

[Siblings...]

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