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[OPEN] Getting Back Into the Groove [R for cussing most likely]
Where has Dean been, do you ask?
Well, for one, he's been relaxing. That mission thing? Ridiculous. Dean's pretty sure he's not going to be emotionally traumatized, because hell, obviously he's been through worse, but man, that was one hell of a trip. So he's in the mindset of believing that yes, he deserves some downtime. That's why he's in the Sensoriums, his favorite usual hang out on the giant meatship. The room's turned into Bobby's junkyard again, only this time he's got his Impala. He's working on fixing the problems he'd told Stacy to program into the car, and really, this is probably the most relaxing thing he's done in a while.
Of course, he wouldn't mind having some company. He's thinking about seeing if Stacy can conjure him up a Bobby, just to have someone to banter with, but he hasn't really decided yet. So at the moment, he's under the hood of the Impala, messing with something with a wrench while Led Zeppelin's You Shook Me plays from a boombox nearby. He may or may not be singing along as he works.
Life is good.
Well, for one, he's been relaxing. That mission thing? Ridiculous. Dean's pretty sure he's not going to be emotionally traumatized, because hell, obviously he's been through worse, but man, that was one hell of a trip. So he's in the mindset of believing that yes, he deserves some downtime. That's why he's in the Sensoriums, his favorite usual hang out on the giant meatship. The room's turned into Bobby's junkyard again, only this time he's got his Impala. He's working on fixing the problems he'd told Stacy to program into the car, and really, this is probably the most relaxing thing he's done in a while.
Of course, he wouldn't mind having some company. He's thinking about seeing if Stacy can conjure him up a Bobby, just to have someone to banter with, but he hasn't really decided yet. So at the moment, he's under the hood of the Impala, messing with something with a wrench while Led Zeppelin's You Shook Me plays from a boombox nearby. He may or may not be singing along as he works.
Life is good.
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"So what exactly was it that you and your brother used to do back at your home?"
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"We hunt evil. Vampires, werewolves, angry spirits, the whole she-bang. Yes, I know it's crazy, and no, I'm not on any meds."
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"Who trained you?"
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He gives a small sigh. "Our dad. Look, I definitely wasn't expecting the Spanish Inquisition when I woke up this... whatever the hell time it was."
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not!Spain."No one expects the Spanish Inquisition. Or so the saying says. Luckily I'm a far cry from them. I've also learned everything I need to know right now." That they were trained by their father explains the irregularities and gaps in Sam's skill set, and most likely Dean's as well.
"Anything else will be answered in its own time."
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"Yeah, whatever you say, Yoda," Dean mumbles under his breath, busying himself with his car again.
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"You only have yourself to blame for that." After all, its not like Dean bothered asking him for any sort of clarification. "Training starts soon. Sam has the details."
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