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[kickingand]

[ 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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[knifecollecting]

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.]

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[dedikated]

( 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. )

[purpleknee]

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.]

video.

[gymnast]

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?

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[devilsavocado]

[ 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?

[beanstalk]

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. ]

video. i couldn't not.

[torrefied]

[Two things should stand out here: one, Mello never uses video, and two, the way he's laughing sounds decidedly sinister and a touch inhuman.

Oh, and a third thing, if either of them has ever seen Mello in person before now: the scar that usually sits over half his face is gone. Safe to say that Mello is not at the wheel of his own body anymore.]

You must be used to dealing with some incredibly stupid demons, if you think that's all it takes to defeat them.

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[fuckthechicken]

Drinking is keeping busy enough. Don't need him going out and getting himself killed. Seen plenty of that in my time. Pretty boys like him make the worst mess when it's splattered on the walls.

[ Hello, it's Sandor (I am pretending I don't give a shit about you, Dean, but actually I do) Clegane. ]

Never met Sam. [ But considering half the drinking he and Dean had done, he probably knew the name. ] But he sounds like someone worth raisin' a glass to.