[ righty right. but okay, they got this-- they've done this before, and despite what a mess it had been, dean's hoping this time will turn out better. even if there are demons crawling everywhere. ]
You know what this means, what we gotta do here.
[ first step is making sure sam can't go anywhere, and is entirely confined to this room. it's mostly the only step too, until they can figure out how long this'll all last and if there's anything they can do about it. ]
[ He swallows hard, turning freshly-disheartened eyes on his brother for the briefest of moments. ]
I know. And we will. But... gimme a few hours, alright? I'll demon-proof the place, but I-- I want to be able to give this shot. It's been years, I might be able to shake it off.
[ And he hadn't had a taste of the stuff yet, if he can keep the demons away, it might work out. ]
If it doesn't go well-- I'll get you or Cas here the second I feel like I'm losing it. Alright? I just want to try.
Dude, this isn't some test, or some damn game. You know what this shit can do to you, especially since it's been years.
[ he'd hate to allow his brother to trigger some demon blood complex again just because sam thinks he's stronger than he might be. it's all too much of an echo of how things once went downhill and lead to lucifer's revival. ]
I don't know, man, I just don't think me leavin' is a good idea.
[ he's 3 seconds away from going protective mother hen on you, sam. ]
I know. [ If anyone does, it's Sam. The withdraw was... worse, really, than anything he'd experienced. Well, one of the worse things, anyway, but he's far from looking forward to the experience again. ] You don't have to leave if you want to keep watch. Just... don't lock me up yet.
[ Yet. The unspoken promise that he will, in fact, let himself be tied down and deal with what he has to deal with. ]
[ dean hesitates, looks ready to argue... but in the end he forces in that desire to interfere too much, knows he has to trust sam even if it isn't the easiest thing to do always. or ever. ]
Fine.
[ there's something more stern on his face then, as he looks at his brother. ]
But Sam, the moment you start even thinkin' like it might all be slippin', you gotta tell me.
[ Sam looks relieved, the faintest, tiniest ghost of a smile present as he nods vigorously. ]
I will, I promise. I'm not gonna let this get out of control.
[ Not if he has anything to say about it. With a faint sigh, he gets to his feet, wondering distantly if he should've just not told his brother about this and gone on handling it himself.
... Maybe not. ]
D'you feel any different? I don't think this could just be me, it might be another curse.
Alright. I'm... I'm counting on you, Sam. [ on this being simple, on it staying in control. dean doesn't feel entirely reassured, but he's... trying here, alright. ]
Any demons catch wind of this, for any reason, you just make sure that door stays closed. I'll chase 'em off, too, but that means no chit-chattin' with 'em over the phone either.
[ he knows how sweet worded ruby can be, or lucifer, or whoever. how easily they get under sam's skin.
but anyway, dean shrugs. ]
I don't know. It's weird, like there's something... but I can't put my finger on it. Not yet.
I've got a Trap, I'm set. [ Of course, he knows they have ways around it. Wonderland is tricky like that. But he's resolved not to open any veins even if it means worse hallucinations than he's ever had. That's what he's expecting. ]
Specific. What's it feel like? [ Because his was obvious, and if Dean's got one of these weird cravings, too, he'd probably know it. ]
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Date: 2014-05-19 08:30 pm (UTC)[ righty right. but okay, they got this-- they've done this before, and despite what a mess it had been, dean's hoping this time will turn out better. even if there are demons crawling everywhere. ]
You know what this means, what we gotta do here.
[ first step is making sure sam can't go anywhere, and is entirely confined to this room. it's mostly the only step too, until they can figure out how long this'll all last and if there's anything they can do about it. ]
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Date: 2014-05-19 08:37 pm (UTC)[ He swallows hard, turning freshly-disheartened eyes on his brother for the briefest of moments. ]
I know. And we will. But... gimme a few hours, alright? I'll demon-proof the place, but I-- I want to be able to give this shot. It's been years, I might be able to shake it off.
[ And he hadn't had a taste of the stuff yet, if he can keep the demons away, it might work out. ]
If it doesn't go well-- I'll get you or Cas here the second I feel like I'm losing it. Alright? I just want to try.
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Date: 2014-05-19 08:49 pm (UTC)[ he'd hate to allow his brother to trigger some demon blood complex again just because sam thinks he's stronger than he might be. it's all too much of an echo of how things once went downhill and lead to lucifer's revival. ]
I don't know, man, I just don't think me leavin' is a good idea.
[ he's 3 seconds away from going protective mother hen on you, sam. ]
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Date: 2014-05-19 09:17 pm (UTC)[ Yet. The unspoken promise that he will, in fact, let himself be tied down and deal with what he has to deal with. ]
Please.
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Date: 2014-05-19 09:31 pm (UTC)Fine.
[ there's something more stern on his face then, as he looks at his brother. ]
But Sam, the moment you start even thinkin' like it might all be slippin', you gotta tell me.
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Date: 2014-05-19 09:37 pm (UTC)I will, I promise. I'm not gonna let this get out of control.
[ Not if he has anything to say about it. With a faint sigh, he gets to his feet, wondering distantly if he should've just not told his brother about this and gone on handling it himself.
... Maybe not. ]
D'you feel any different? I don't think this could just be me, it might be another curse.
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Date: 2014-05-21 06:38 pm (UTC)Any demons catch wind of this, for any reason, you just make sure that door stays closed. I'll chase 'em off, too, but that means no chit-chattin' with 'em over the phone either.
[ he knows how sweet worded ruby can be, or lucifer, or whoever. how easily they get under sam's skin.
but anyway, dean shrugs. ]
I don't know. It's weird, like there's something... but I can't put my finger on it. Not yet.
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Date: 2014-05-23 03:17 am (UTC)Specific. What's it feel like? [ Because his was obvious, and if Dean's got one of these weird cravings, too, he'd probably know it. ]
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Date: 2014-05-25 07:21 pm (UTC)....Honestly I could just go for a pie or eight. [ ......yeah.
aren't you proud of your brother's super serious cravings, sam. ]
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Date: 2014-05-27 08:51 pm (UTC)Yeah, I meant more like... something new. [ Sam barely resists an eyeroll. ] Not your usual.
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Date: 2014-05-27 10:04 pm (UTC)What, my cravings not good 'nough for you.
[ HUFFF. ]
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Date: 2014-05-28 07:25 pm (UTC)action;
Date: 2014-05-28 08:06 pm (UTC)Not the worst way to go.
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Date: 2014-05-28 08:53 pm (UTC)... I'm alright here for now, Dean. Just figured you should know what's going on before it really gets started.
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Date: 2014-05-28 09:24 pm (UTC)You figured right. Make sure you figure the same if anything changes.
[ said as he steps towards the door. maybe he can go find a slice of pie from somewhere, then come back. ]