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cape_kore2012-11-22 11:56 am
likely_evil) wrote in cape_kore2012-11-22 11:56 am
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2 ♦ Crawlin' in my skin [open - Morning of day 13]
[the feed that comes through the open channel on the wrist receivers early in the morning shows a startling sight. 5 days after he had disappeared, Sam Winchester comes staggering out of the forest back into the town.
He doesn't look too well for wear, though. He's dirty, with five days of stubble on his chin. His clothing is torn to the point where his flannel shirt is in shreds and there are tears on his tee-shirt underneath. His shoes are gone. His ankles and wrists are raw from where restraints had been, and there were cuts on various points of his body. Dried blood clings to parts of his shirt and pants, obvious signs of struggling against his captures.
But for how bad he looks, there is a piece that is scarier. There is a knife in his hand, covered in blood that goes up his hand to his arm almost to his elbow. His other hand is just as bloody, and spatters of it on his shirt and face make it look like not all of the blood on him is his own.
He is breathing hard, adrenaline pumping through him still. His eyes, however, as they flick over the main part of town, don't seem to register anything while they still take in his surroundings. Finally he looks up at the security camera that is feeding this picture to everyone and there is a deep growl in his throat. He grabs a rock from the ground and throws it, smashing the camera and ending the feed]
He doesn't look too well for wear, though. He's dirty, with five days of stubble on his chin. His clothing is torn to the point where his flannel shirt is in shreds and there are tears on his tee-shirt underneath. His shoes are gone. His ankles and wrists are raw from where restraints had been, and there were cuts on various points of his body. Dried blood clings to parts of his shirt and pants, obvious signs of struggling against his captures.
But for how bad he looks, there is a piece that is scarier. There is a knife in his hand, covered in blood that goes up his hand to his arm almost to his elbow. His other hand is just as bloody, and spatters of it on his shirt and face make it look like not all of the blood on him is his own.
He is breathing hard, adrenaline pumping through him still. His eyes, however, as they flick over the main part of town, don't seem to register anything while they still take in his surroundings. Finally he looks up at the security camera that is feeding this picture to everyone and there is a deep growl in his throat. He grabs a rock from the ground and throws it, smashing the camera and ending the feed]
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[Jumping out, check. Knife... check. GROWLING! Wow. Unnecessary, crazy dude. She keeps the bat at her side and holds up her free hand. This is so the opposite of sneaking up on him.]
Hey! Hi... there. Buddy. You're Dean's bro, right? I'm Kenzi. Nice to meet you.
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[he tries to step around her, his eyes listening, hearing footfalls of people chasing him. Is it Dean, or just in his mind?]
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[She lets him step around her. It will give her a nice view of the back of his crazy head.]
A lot of people want you to go back home, you know.
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[he needs to get to the fountain. He's a man with a mission, and his fingers clench around the knife]
Won't go back. not till they are dead. All dead.
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Kenzi hefted the bat and gripped it with both hands. Luckily, years of experience had taught her the massive difference between smashing a skull and just knocking a guy out. She swung... very carefully. Hopefully it connected.
If it didn't, she was likely in some huge trouble.]
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And down goes Sam to the ground. He groaned, then just slumped against the ground, out cold.]
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[She twirls the bat, feeling pretty pleased with herself, and smiles down at the ...
...incredibly tall, unconscious guy. Shit. Maybe she should have thought this through a little better. She sets the bat down and stands over him, trying to decide what to do.]
Okay. I can do this. Just gotta--
[She grabs one of his arms in both her hands and pulls as hard as she possibly can!
It results in her losing her grip and falling backwards on her ass. Ow. She's definitely going to need some help.]
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It was for his own good, he reminded himself. For Sam's own good. Dean ran his hands down his face before straightening up from where he was before moving to stand behind Kenzi, shaking his head disapprovingly. ]
What? You didn't think that far ahead?
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I'm a doer, not a thinker. Help me up so we can get your ginormous brother out of here. He's not gonna be out cold for very long, dude! ... And if he is, he's probably gonna lose a few brain cells.
[She holds her arms up so he can hopefully pull her to her feet. Come on, ya big jerk, she's helping.]
Are we taking him back to your place? Where the crap would that be?
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Really? Couldn't tell. [ He smirks, shrugging before grabbing her arms and pulling her easily to her feet as he looked over his brother, moving around her to kneel next to his brother to get a closer look at him. ]
My place...I think he might need medical attention. Somehow, I don't think 'bat to the face' is actually a good thing for most people, sugar.
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[Yep. Okay. Medical attention. She didn't have time to plan this, okay?! Kenzi hovers nearby, not exactly sure what to do here.]
I'll grab his feet, you take the rest of him?
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[ Dean moves to pull up his brother. ] Damn, Sammy...lighten up on the happy meals next time, big guy. [ He glances over at Kenzi for a moment, starting to move a little. ] You think you can manage that? Or do you want to start off with something small...like his hand.
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[Ouch, Dean. Way to insult her noodle-arms. She just gives Dean a look and goes for Sam's feet. It's not ... totally impossible. They can do this. They can totally do this!
... even with all Kenzi's 'Are we there yet?'s and groans.]
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