http://pie-bitches.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] pie-bitches.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-04-06 09:53 pm

Reporting back [R for Cussing]

Having shaken off Chaucer after the huge meeting of all the crewmates, Dean is finally getting the chance to head back to the Med Bay to fill Sam in. Of course, still being off balance and out of sorts, Sam had had to stay behind, and as much as Dean didn't like leaving him places by himself for extended periods of time (because the last time that had happened, Dean had ended up in Hell), he'd figured he should go anyway. Meet some people, get a grip on the situation, and protect the underdogs. Same old, same old.

But he's glad to be back, and when he pushes through the door and heads to Sam's bed, he's grinning.

"Heeey, Sammy. You missed a helluva meeting," says Dean, pulling at the plant suit at his forearms. He's still not used to having it on, and he really misses his old clothes. Of course, he's got his amulet, so he's grateful for that, at least.

[identity profile] thenameissam.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh...no," Sam answered. "I just don't remember a guy in a kilt."

Pause.

"There was a naked guy at one point. Which was...disturbing."

[identity profile] thenameissam.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
Sam scowled.

"So just because he's wearing a kilt means he's gay? The Scottish wear kilts, Dean, and I don't think they're all gay."

[identity profile] thenameissam.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
"You said he was on the other side of the fence, Dean," Sam reminded.

Boys, must you fight?

"And, somehow, I don't think you were talkin' Democrat vs. Republican."

[identity profile] thenameissam.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 06:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Whatever..."

He goes back to looking at his magazine.

[identity profile] thenameissam.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
Sam shrugged.

"It was under that guy's pillow," he nodded in the direction of the bed that Sawyer had requisitioned for himself. "So I borrowed it."

He flipped another page of the Playboy.

[identity profile] thenameissam.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
"No. I borrowed it," Sam corrected. "I'm gonna give it back, Dean."

[identity profile] thenameissam.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
Sam quirked an eyebrow at his brother.

"Well, I see you're makin' friends," he quipped.

[identity profile] thenameissam.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
Sam thinks for a minute then finally shakes his head.

"No, not really. At least none that I can think of."

[identity profile] thenameissam.livejournal.com 2009-04-07 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
"At least I didn't get vertically spooned by a guy in a kilt."