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cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92010-02-28 10:19 pm

The Challenge From Beyond - Regroup

You're the ones who are good enough (or lucky) enough to be close to Escherville. You've had the good fortune to be scooped up and now you need to regroup and get ready to take on the Nightmare King himself. Time to reorganize and gear up as best you can with what you've got. The Nightmare King isn't going to wait for you.

Get moving.

((OOC: This is for the various groups/peoples who will be fighting the Nightmare King directly or assisting in that endeavor. If your character was in one of the Challenge from Beyond Groups, tag them in here! Feel free to do some tagging back and forth and enjoy yourselves. Please get tagged in by Tuesday night, March 2nd though, so we can get the Final Fight properly organized. ))
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2010-03-02 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Nothing's bleeding." And if it was, the suit was handling it. "Look, really, I'm fine. I've fought through worse and this is important."

At least he'd found his gun and Ruby's knife when the nightmare faded. He'd have been pissed if those went missing.

[identity profile] notadamnangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Dean nodded at that, no argument that they've both been through worse. He was still keeping a sharp eye on his brother for any further pain or injuries though.

"Better go check on the others around here," He readied the Colt in his hand.

[identity profile] trenchcoatange1.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
You don't see him, now you do.

Castiel appears out of nowhere, standing right next to the Winchester brothers as if he'd been there the whole time, looking first at Dean then to Sam.

"You are hurt," he said to the younger brother, noticing a suppressed look of pain on Sam's face.
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2010-03-02 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
You'd think, after being around Castiel for the better part of a year, Sam would be more used to things like that happening. But he's not, so Sam jerks when he notices Castiel practically at their elbows, hissing at the jolt to his back. "Cas, you need to not do that. You're going to give someone a heart attack one of these days!"

No need to mention he was hurt. After that jump, the look wasn't so suppressed.

[identity profile] notadamnangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
He was Dean's friend, and even he wasn't used to it.

"Seriously, popping in to two twitchy armed guys on a hunt? Not cool, Cas. And yeah, nightmares did a number on Sam."

[identity profile] trenchcoatange1.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"You are always armed and twitchy," Castiel answered. Was he being a smart-ass? Someone's been hanging around Dean too much and picking up some bad habits.
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2010-03-02 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
Which, given when Sam was pulled from, was a little new. "Dude. Was that sarcasm?" He'd be all proud and stuff, but this isn't the time and damn, he hurts. "Considering who we're fighting, Cas, I think we may actually be twitchier than normal."

[identity profile] notadamnangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Pretty sure it was, Sammy," Dean let a briefly proud expression cross his face before it dropped to more serious business features again.

"Especially with this guy messing with reality now. Got good reason to be on extra alert. Hard to know what to expect now."

[identity profile] trenchcoatange1.livejournal.com 2010-03-02 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
He could say 'expect your worse nightmare' but given the nature of the beast, Sam and Dean had already faced that and, thankfully, survived it. Even if Sam had gotten a little hurt, he had still faced his worst fear and was still Sam. For that, Cas was grateful. Not only because he wished only to keep his friends alive and safe, but because--like Castiel--Sam and Dean's worst fears were being so powerful that, if brought manifest by the "Nightmare King", no one on the ship would have survived them.

"Expect everything," he answered Dean. "And kill first, ask questions later. You may not get another chance otherwise."
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2010-03-02 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
If nothing else, it made Sam feel a little better about if they ever went home. If he could go through that nightmare and not say yes, he had a lot more confidence that they might be able to win out at the end of the day.

Of course, that assumed that there was anything to go back to. "We just have to be careful not to go after one of our own. I'd really rather not kill any of the crew." Would if he had to. But didn't really want to.

[identity profile] notadamnangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-03 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah we should have set up code words for this shindig." Granted Sam would know 'funkytown,' but most wouldn't. Dean checked over his guns once more. "Should have some rock salt rounds. Anything dangerous, it could do some damage, and it'll just wing the crew."

He added with a grin, "Plus, Security's got its perks." There was that new toy for dealing with the nightmares that he's been having fun with.

[identity profile] trenchcoatange1.livejournal.com 2010-03-03 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
"You have the Colt," Castiel reminded. "It's all you will need. Use it."
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[personal profile] chosenfamily 2010-03-03 12:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"I don't know that the Colt is terribly useful against dreams," Sam pointed out. "Seems a waste of ammo when there's a weapon specifically for the nightmares." Nevermind that he wasn't certain Dean had enough ammo on him for an extended fight with the Colt.

[identity profile] notadamnangel.livejournal.com 2010-03-03 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"Saving the Colt's shots for the big boy himself," Dean remarked, seeming to echo Sam's thoughts about not wanting to waste the valuable ammo.

[identity profile] trenchcoatange1.livejournal.com 2010-03-03 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
"They won't be just dreams anymore," Castiel warned, taking a couple of steps forward until he was standing right smack in the middle of Dean's personal bubble. For this once, the boys were just going to have to trust Cas and not question everything he said.

"Use the Colt," he said with a tinge of impatience in his tone. He afforded a glance in Sam's direction then turned his attention back to Dean. "Or give it to somebody who will."