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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 13, 2016 16:02:42 GMT -5
After that was done, Dean opted to stay in the tent for a bit, not wanting to join Sam back out on the beach. Chloe, however, approached Sam just after he exited the tent. "That sound, I understood it." said Chloe hesitantly. "Is that...because I'm dying? Like seeing Crowley's face?"
"I've been in some plane crashes in my time." mused Reese, glancing at Finch. "Have to say, this one's a little out of the ordinary."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 13, 2016 16:09:28 GMT -5
"Agreed." Finch replied, glancing back at the taller man and raising his eyebrows slightly as he looked back at the departing brothers. "Angels and demons would be a first for me as well."
"I don't think so." Sam answered, his voice somewhat lower and darker then before. "Cas mentioned that some people can when he and Dean first met."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 19, 2016 6:49:14 GMT -5
"Hey." said Reese, approaching Sam a while later. "Listen - we need to go to our old camp. All of us. This place is running out of supplies, fast, and isn't defensible."
Chloe sat down next to Sherlock. "Those two seem nice." she remarked, glancing over at Sam and Dean.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 19, 2016 7:08:29 GMT -5
Sam was sitting outside Cas's tent, holding a book as if he'd just been reading except it was upside down. He glanced up, seeming glad for the distraction. "Hey man, no argument from me." He answered honestly. "You put people didn't look like you'd gotten attacked by the demon before. Is that right?" He was already slipping into case mode.
Sherlock made a small, noncommittal noise and glanced at her curiously. "Have you come to get your reward for letting me out?" He asked, eyes taking in every clue about the girl's life story.
Carl was walking towards Root, looking hesitant and holding a walkie talkie. "Hey." He said to announce his presence.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 19, 2016 14:11:33 GMT -5
"Hi Carl." said Root, giving him her attention but continuing to stare into space. The machine had a lot to tell her, so the voice in her ear very rarely let up these days.
"No." admitted Reese, smiling a little. "No, I'd say this is a first for everyone here but you and your brother. I'm still trying to get my head around it."
"No." shrugged Chloe. "I'm just bored and you're less awkward to sit next to."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 19, 2016 14:31:39 GMT -5
Well that was a first. Sherlock raised his eyebrows slightly at her, half expecting her to say she was kidding. "Is that so? You can't have tried very many people." He remarked.
Sam made a sympathetic face. "Yeah, it usually takes people a while to feel comfortable with that." He replied, setting aside the book. "My brother and I have been doing this kind of thing since we were kids, so it's pretty everyday for us."
Carl sat down next to her, silent for a minute, studying her face. "Is she talking to you right now?" He asked in a hushed tone.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 19, 2016 14:36:10 GMT -5
"The Machine?" said Root, glancing at him. "Yeah. How do you know about that?"
"No, I mean it's because you're so weird." said Chloe. "See - normally I would've had to apologize for saying that. I can just come over here and sit, and we don't have to make it a thing."
Reese glanced in at Cas, returning the sympathy. "Have you had Shaw look at him? Or Dr. Watson?"
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 19, 2016 14:42:09 GMT -5
Sam glanced back as well pursing his lips. "No, it's not that kind of problem." He tried to explain. "His vessel is fine. He just.....isn't there. Not yet, anyway."
Sherlock nodded, this explanation made sense. "Yes, I see." He looked back along the beach, guessing that in order to not make "a thing", trying to make small talk wasn't a good step. That was good.
Carl grinned sheepishly. "My tent is by Mr. Finch's. I overheard him and Charlie, near the end."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 19, 2016 14:45:16 GMT -5
"I don't...hear him. Like I heard the demon." said Reese. "I wish I did. I'm sorry." He shook his head. "How do you find a missing angel?"
Chloe just sat, staring out at the ocean and figuring he'd forget she was there in a moment. He seemed to space out a lot.
Root smiled a little, in an I'm sure that was an accident sort of way. "Do you have questions?" she asked simply.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 19, 2016 14:50:17 GMT -5
"Yeah." Carl said instantly, then back tracked little. "I mean, if you aren't busy." Talking to your AI. Who you haven't heard from for probably more than a month.
She was right. Sherlock was staring intently at random people on the beach, most of whom made a point of staying away from him. After a real live demon, one would think they'd get over a high-functioning sociopath detecting who was smarter than them.
Sam smiled a little at that. "I wish I knew. It'd save us a lot of problems." He answered, and his voice was somehow both happy and sad.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 19, 2016 14:54:37 GMT -5
"I'm used to it." said Root simply. "But I should warn you, she's a bit of a controversial subject back home. Wouldn't go repeating anything I say if you don't wanna wake up one morning in a CIA blacksite."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 19, 2016 14:58:20 GMT -5
"Sure." Carl agreed. "So, can she still see places when there's no electricity? Where does she get her power?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 19, 2016 15:03:26 GMT -5
"She can see through any security cameras, phone cameras, or laptop cameras as long as they have a signal she can hijack her way into." said Root. "Charlie hacked into the Others' network, which is how I can talk to her now."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 19, 2016 15:05:38 GMT -5
Carl nodded thoughtfully. "Hey, could you ask her if she could see my group? I mean, before we were on the boat."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Sept 19, 2016 15:08:17 GMT -5
Root nodded. "She knows some things about you and your group, but she hasn't told me much. What do you want to know?"
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Sept 19, 2016 15:12:42 GMT -5
"I wanna know what it's like back there." Carl explained. "It was pretty bad before, and a lot of people died. Has anything changed?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Oct 10, 2016 13:44:28 GMT -5
(Time skippy skip because Muse is stuck here)
Dean was still sitting in Cas's tent. Everyone else was finishing their preparations to leave, heading out for the plane camp. More supplies, more shelter, and a better location, Reese had said.
"Hey." said Chloe, coming up behind Claire. "How're you holding up? Sucks that your dad's out for the count, I mean." At face value, it sounded blunt, but she was being genuine. She'd been there.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 10, 2016 14:05:13 GMT -5
"Hey." Sam ducked into the tent, giving Cas's motionless figure a quick glance. Dean had been spending so much time in here, it was worrying.
"He's not my dad." Claire answered, glancing at Chloe and using an equally blunt tone. "But yeah, I mean, I'm fine."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Oct 10, 2016 14:11:58 GMT -5
"Hey." said Dean, glancing up at him. "Time to go?" he guessed. If that was true, John and TJ would be here any second with a stretcher for Cas.
Chloe nodded, hesitating and slinging her backpack more firmly over her shoulder before continuing on. "So...Sam said you know about this stuff. About the kinds of things that possessed Reese."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 10, 2016 14:17:41 GMT -5
"I'm a hunter." Claire answered immediately, straightening a little. "I have been for a while now...what do you wanna know?"
"Uh, yeah. Soon." Sam sat down, handing a beer to his brother. "Here."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Oct 10, 2016 14:24:31 GMT -5
"Well...apparently I'm screwed." said Chloe with a little grimace. "Demon deal and all. I wanted to know...where I'm gonna end up. After my year's up."
Dean nodded and took it. "Thanks." He looked back at Cas's still form. "You think he's dead?" he added quietly after a moment.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 10, 2016 14:33:07 GMT -5
"No." Sam answered with feelings, staring determinedly at the limp figure as if that alone would bring him back. "He's Cas. He'll be okay, just like he always is."
"Oh." Claire gave Chloe a long, unreadable look. "Well, it depends. You know...heaven, hell, naughty-or-nice list."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Oct 10, 2016 14:40:25 GMT -5
"Yeah." agreed Dean glumly, taking a swig from the bottle. "Hell, maybe he got his tail booted back to heaven and couldn't find this place again. He said it's warded, stops him from using most of his powers."
Chloe rolled her eyes. "Great. Delinquent for life, just what I want out of eternity."
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 10, 2016 14:50:00 GMT -5
Sam smiled almost undetectably in spite of himself. "Yeah, maybe." He fell silent, and after a minute his thoughts turned to more pressing matters. "I've been thinking about Chloe."
Claire laughed, catching herself by surprise. "Did they tell you? What happens, I mean?"
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Post by <Raintalon> on Oct 10, 2016 14:57:07 GMT -5
Dean went quiet for a moment. "I know. Been thinkin' the same thing. She's like what - 18? Sucks."
"They said something about hellhounds." said Chloe. "World's worst dog attack, rip you to shreds, drag you to hell or whatever." She turned to Claire. "Sound about right?"
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 10, 2016 15:01:24 GMT -5
"But what of the island is hidden from demons and hellhounds, too?" Sam suggested, glancing at Dean to see his reaction. "I mean, it's possible."
"Yeah, something like that." Claire agreed, eyeing the other girl. "You seem a lot more okay with that than most people would be."
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Post by <Raintalon> on Oct 10, 2016 15:11:01 GMT -5
"I dunno." said Chloe. "I mean...I wouldn't have been, once. But we're already stranded on an island in the middle of freaking nowhere. I kinda accepted that I might die anyway."
"It's not that hard to keep out angels." said Dean. "Demons, even. But hellhounds...I mean, you know they're a whole different story." He shook his head. "Look...I don't want her to die any more than you do, but I don't want you to get your hopes up, either."
"Hey." said TJ, entering the tent accompanied by John and the stretcher. "Let's get him on here." she said gently.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 10, 2016 15:19:37 GMT -5
"That," Claire said decidedly, "is the dumbest thing I've ever heard. And believe me, I've heard a lot. If I were you, I wouldn't let some demon's (dog) rip me up just because I was stuck on some island."
Sam opened his mouth to reply, then glanced at TJ. "Right." He said instead, giving Dean a quick look before standing up to help.
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Post by <Raintalon> on Oct 10, 2016 15:25:30 GMT -5
Chloe stared at her incredulously. "Yeah...like I have a choice in the matter. In case you didn't hear me, what's after me is a hellhound. Sam and Dean said there's nothing on this island that'll kill one."
Soon, they caught up with the main group. As TJ rolled the stretcher along, it bumped over the uneven ground, causing Dean to shout "Hey! Careful!" in a hostile tone from nearby.
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Post by ®Hawkpath® on Oct 10, 2016 15:35:58 GMT -5
Sam grimaced, giving Cas a quick look but not saying anything.
"Yeah, well, that doesn't mean you can just bow to death, or whatever." Claire shook her head. "You can at least go down fighting."
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