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dirtytrenchcoat) wrote2024-03-25 04:12 pm
dirtytrenchcoat) wrote2024-03-25 04:12 pm
dirtytrenchcoat) wrote2024-03-25 04:12 pm
voice β un: the other dean
he sits at the bar of Cupid's Castle, turning his phone over in his hands. Sam is hiding something, something else. he can't actually say anything about Sam's condition, but he knows he can trust Cas. he doesn't have the influence Cas did back home. he's as lost as Dean is - more, because Dean has a few months on him - but he's not a threat. quite the opposite.
he's given Cas a long leash, but he knows he owes him a call either way.
instead of calling him, he sends a voice message - which is apparently like a call, but he doesn't want Cas to have the option of picking up until he gets out what he needs to. hey forgoes a 'Hey, Cas.' )
Sam's in the city now. Yours, but, sounds like he's from a year down the line. Signed with him, ( to keep him on an ever shorter lease than Cas ) too. Power's out in the Up tower, so we moved into Cupid's Castle temporarily.
( he wants to say a lot more, about Sam's soul and what they can do about it, but he's contractually obligated to not say anything. )
Let's do a daily check in. Simple, 'still here, not making any trouble.' But, you let me know if there is trouble.
( or if he needs anything else. he pauses, everything he never said to Cas or Sam. )
Lucifer's not in him. Sam made it out of the cage without him. Hell did a number on him.
( well, that's as close as he can come to saying anything. )
Oh, and uh, I guess four months in, I get permission to own property, so, I bought a house. Haven't told Sam about it yet. One thing at a time. I get the keys early next month.
( that's everything. )
Anyway, we'll be at Cupid's Castle until the power's restored. Let me know if you need anything.
( anything.. 'i'm happy you're here,' goes very unsaid. his feelings about sam being there are mixed up in his worry for his freaking soul. he ends the message there, sighs, and taps the corner of his phone to the bar. )
voice β un: unregistered
[ At his place of residence when he could be sure that Dean would be there, hopefully alone to avoid any unnecessary discomfort. ]
So, what you're asking is for me to report in once a day and update you as to my well-being or are you unofficially asking me to watch after your brother?
[ Castiel had been depleted when he'd come across Sam but he knew something wasn't right and that went well and beyond their differences in time. ]
Congratulations on your new investment. I'm sure it's much better than provided housing and the motel, more personal, and less invasive.
If I need anything I'll let you know, Dean. Thank you for the message. It was a long message.
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Check in, up to you if you want to watch after Sam.
( He rubs his jaw. )
As for Sam, I'm doing a shit job as it is. And, it's more like our investment, since you and Sam are going to be living there, too.
( also )
Speaking of Sam, it's better if we talk about him away from the room. I had him check into the room next to mine. He'll probably hold his ear to the door.
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[ Castiel doesn't have many feelings on that outside of him being grateful that there's a future at all given what they're staring down. ]
Oh. Thank you. I don't mind the Down, but it's loud and confining and I'm sure whatever you managed to secure is much less so.
[ Hold his ear to the door? Well, Castiel had no problem with talking about Sam right in front of him too but that never seemed to go well for any of them. ]
I understand. Don't the two of you typically share motel rooms?
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( Don't take his word for it, he tries to say, but that nears actually talking about his "condition," and Dean can't. )
Add another much to that because I think I found a space that'll work for all of us.
( He sends the ad he found. )
Thought you might like your own loft.
( And that also might keep Cas out of his hair. But, it keeps him close enough to know he is close. And that'll steady his heartbeat. )
I had the extra scratch to get him his own room.
( Also, with this place? No way will he be caught dead in a shared room with his brother when anything he can view, ingest, stumble upon, or choke down could drive him mad with horniness. They're adults but they still lead separate lives. He doesn't need to know about Dean's and likewise, Sam's.
Even though, he is curious and hope he doesn't go too Bundy on anyone. )
This place, it's probably better not to be in close quarters with your flesh and blood.
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[ Castiel takes a minute to look over the ad before he replies, and the loft is nice in and of itself but the real appeal for Castiel is that it's something outside of the city that speaks to Dean's sensibilities. If nothing else, he deserves to have a place to call home. ]
Thank you, I appreciate that.
Oh.
[ Castiel hadn't considered their situation and how they handled fornication before this moment, not at home, and certainly not here and it made sense but also didn't warrant additional commentary. ]
I can see how that might not be ideal.
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Anyway, she needs my help to dive in with her and defend her honor or distract Lucifer with playground insults or whatever.
You're our candidate to stand watch while we're both incommunicado. And by you're our candidate, I mean, you're it. And we're doing it back in the Canyon in Sam's room. Tomorrow.
You want to talk about it, I'll be home at eight. You want to be Cas about it, we're doing it tomorrow morning.
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