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trans_92009-04-06 09:53 pm
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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.
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.

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Pause.
"There was a naked guy at one point. Which was...disturbing."
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"Pretty sure I would've noticed a naked guy, Sam," And then, "You think it's the same guy, and someone forced him into a kilt? Because there's no way in hell anybody would voluntarily wear a kilt and not be on the other side of the fence."
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"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."
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Boys, must you fight?"And, somehow, I don't think you were talkin' Democrat vs. Republican."
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He goes back to looking at his magazine.
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"Hey, the hell did you get a magazine?"
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"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.
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"You stole a magazine from that jackass?"
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"Well, I see you're makin' friends," he quipped.
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Aaaaand that's all he's gonna say. He's said too much, really. "Besides, not like you don't have enemies on the ship. Unless you're being Mister Nice Guy."
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"No, not really. At least none that I can think of."
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He turns a page.
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