cape_kore | Dean Winchester | 002 | Video

[ Dean thought long and hard before he decided to do this, and even now he's not sure he should; half the people he remembers doing things to basically deserved it, but Chuck didn't, and that vampire guy with the rice didn't, and Cas... He's trying not to think about what he did to Cas. It's better that way. He's freaked that the whole trickster vibe went to his head the way it did, and he's freaked how quickly he settled right into it. The saddest, most pathetic freaking thing about it is that he can't remember being that happy in a long time.

Apologies aren't really... things... he likes to do, so he's not going to issue a general one. He's had a whole night to feel sick to his stomach, and he's spent most of today putting alcohol into that stomach, and now he's bolstered enough to sort of kind of vaguely dance around the idea that he's maybe kind of sorry for what he did.

He's sitting in the bar, and he reaches to pick up his beer again as he looks down into the feed. ]

Uh, so I'm guessing...

Everyone still here's back to normal now, huh? No more Freaky Friday?

[OOC: Still going to be glacially slow, but my slowness doesn't mean Dean can dodge IC consequences! ]

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Just the one.

You know, you could try a genuinely penitent apology. It might let you keep all your organs.

What, and ruin my reputation? [ The only person he's apologized to in so many words so far is Meyer, who barely even had anything happen to him. Maybe he would've apologized to Gabriel if he hadn't started in on revenge immediately, and he had zero interest in being on Raphael's good side before -- he'd prefer off the radar -- so what the hell ever. ]

You really think that would help? That's sweet.

I think that projecting arrogance is poor strategy with archangels. You've won a lot of battles in your life out of sheer luck and tenacity, but that doesn't mean you're not outgunned most of the time. Especially here.

You were under the influence of this place. Just like I was. Just like they were. You're not completely responsible for your mistakes. If you were to point that out tactfully, apologize for the harm done, and remind them that we're all caught here together, it might not save you from vengeance, but there's a good chance it'd lighten your sentence.

But, sure, if you want to maintain your reputation as an ignorant jackass all the way to six feet below ground, by all means keep on antagonizing Raphael by disrespecting his family, and insisting to Gabriel that turnabout is fair play. Frankly, I'm not sure which is more dangerous.

No one should want you dead. You have practical skills. We might need you. You're not an idiot, Dean. Don't act like one.

[Okay, that was an entire fucking herd of teal deer, but maybe some them will get through.]

[ That was a lot, and Dean's not really appreciative. What, he's going to beg some angels not to mess with him? He's over angels and their bullshit, to be honest, and there's no fucking way he's going to go groveling for them to play nice. ]

Why don't you save the speeches for the guys with the big guns, huh? I'm not putting my tail between my legs and letting them steamroll over me. [ Even when they're fully capable of leaving him flat as a pancake. ]

They want to come after me. [ He makes a face and lifts his other hand. ] Then I guess we're gonna play. But they're the ones making the moves here. You want to call the thing off, you talk to them.

I want you to not die, if only for Castiel's sake. [He's gone from sharp-tongued agitation to general disgust now, jaw tense.]

But if you think either of them will care what I have to say, you're delusional. Good luck. You'll need it.

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