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Ain't No Grave Can Hold My Body Down [Closed]
Dean had made sure to keep himself to the house. He was too worried about the next time he'd lose more memories to do much on the house expansions for now. It meant he spent his time pacing around like a caged tiger.
And then things shifted again. His hair became more mussed up, and his hands looked abraded and bleeding, like somebody who had to claw out of a coffin and the ground. He glanced around, trying to realize where he was. It wasn't Bobby's, and yet it seemed familiar. Everything was mixed up.
Sammy, he had to find his brother. Had to see him again after so long.
(ooc: closed, but open to anybody who'd be by the house or know the Winchesters well.)
And then things shifted again. His hair became more mussed up, and his hands looked abraded and bleeding, like somebody who had to claw out of a coffin and the ground. He glanced around, trying to realize where he was. It wasn't Bobby's, and yet it seemed familiar. Everything was mixed up.
Sammy, he had to find his brother. Had to see him again after so long.
(ooc: closed, but open to anybody who'd be by the house or know the Winchesters well.)
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"Rhow's talked about you a lot, and she considers you friends. I'd have to be pretty stupid not to help out someone that she likes so much," he said dryly, sitting down and wrapping his tail neatly about his feet.
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"She's talked about you, too. I'm glad that she has someone from home now, too." He glanced at the ceiling. Or, really, at the bedroom where he knew Dean was trying to sleep. "I don't know what I'd do without Dean here."
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Any thoughts about continuing the conversation were cut off by that scream, and he leaped to his feet in surprise, fur fluffed up and claws half-extended in shock. His head snapped upward toward that scream, eyes wide. "Irh's balls, what was that?!"
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Well, for Sam, it did. Then he was off running, heading for the bedroom and taking the stairs two and three at a time.
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She leapt lightly down from the couch, trotting to the front door. "I think it'll be easier to enclose the house entirely. Arhu, start rolling out the spell on your end, and I'll carry it over here."
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"Gotcha," he said, voice and muscles tense as he followed Rhiow to the door and then bounded out and around the house. As he moved, he recited his part of the spell, paw-prints and tail-swishes laying it out behind him in a bright tracery of light. The words glowed in the Speech, the wizardly language that everything understands, laying out what the spell was requiring of the universe.
He met Rhiow at the other half of the spell and passed right by her, double-checking her work this time as he headed toward the front door again.
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Sam took a moment to realize what was happening before he stepped in, leaning over the bed and shaking Dean's shoulder. His other hand was ready to catch the free arm, not wanting to get smacked for trying to help. "Dean? Dean, it's just a nightmare. Wake up."
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It took another two minutes before his eyes finally snapped open with a wild expression.
"what? What?" he blinked with confusion at his sweat drenched body and twisted sheets.
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"Checks out," Rhiow said. "I'm wondering if we shouldn't use a little extra energy and key it so that Ssam can raise it when the time comes."
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"Yeah, stupid sheets," he shakily replied. Shit, he's this bad now, and he can't remember much of it.
"Don't need much sleep, Sam. Think I'm good."
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Rhiow's head snapped to the power array and her whiskers suddenly went forward in amusement. She threw a quick question out to the Whisperer and her ears perked forward at her pleased reply. "Except it can't actually start working until the power supply is in place," she said, turning around to fish in her claudication. "Ssam can hang on to the battery and put it down when the shield needs to go up."
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So, instead, he nodded and pulled back, finding the edge of one of the sheets and started pulling in order to help loosen it around Dean's chest and legs.
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"I'll be all right, man. Just a few years of suck, and rest will be good."
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She hadn't read a spell with another wizard in a very long time. Rhiow felt a sudden joyous thrill at that, her spirits lifting despite how badly she worried about Dean. "Let's begin."
"This is a hemispherical solid-state matter repellent barrier with an open-ended time parameter," she said with her wizardry behind it, and the universe sat up to pay attention.
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"Power to be drawn from one thaumaturgical battery in the orath position, activated by power drawn from one Rhiw'aow and one Arhu." It felt good to be doing a larger wizardry like this with someone else, and he felt the universe lean in around them to listen, external sounds going quiet. He kept speaking as the pressure built up, and then they reached the word that was the equivalent of the wizard's knot, and power bled from him to put the spell into place.
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"Rhiow's here," he said, stepping back. "Do you remember her?"
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"...She's a talking cat right?"
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She jumped up onto the bed, prancing into his lap. "We'll figure it out," she said. "And we'll fix it. And Ssam - we're going to have you raise the barrier when you need to."
*hopes backtagging this is okay* >.>
Heading back into the ehhif dwelling, he hopped up the stairs and padded into the room, peering around curiously, a little drift of black and white that was trying to stay out of the way.
Backtagging is love :)
Sam rubbed his face. "Right. Okay. As long as it doesn't require anything too complicated. I may not be all that together when I need to do it. So the less I have to remember, the better."
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