Ain't No Grave Can Hold My Body Down [Closed]

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

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.)

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[governorkang]

Noticing what Dean was doing, and the blood, Kang let out a short, irritated growl and put his hand on the hilt of his dagger, "...Sam, I think we're going to have to knock him unconscious the old-fashioned way if we don't him hurting himself further."

[chosenfamily]

Sam should have been expecting that. He turned, taking in the blood and what Dean was doing and made an exasperated sound himself. "God damn it, Dean. We don't want to hurt you."

Of course he wouldn't believe that right now. Wouldn't believe that until he got back through Hell. "On the other hand, we can't let you keep hurting yourself, either."

He didn't have a weapon. Kang was probably going to have to do it.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean was now just ignoring them. If this is their idea of torture, it was pathetic. Freaking amateurs that probably just off the rack. Not like him who had some time to perfect his skills.

Like now, the blood was helping lubricate his efforts to twist his hand loose. Just needed a little more leverage.

[governorkang]

"Well, here goes. Maybe he'll regress before he wakes up again," Kang muttered a curse and knelt down next to Dean after taking his dagger out of its sheath. He kept a careful eye on the bindings as he lifted the man up enough to get access to the back of his neck, and hit him hard with the hilt.

Times like this, he wished he had Granak around. All it took was one tap from the big sivak.

[chosenfamily]

Sam winced but didn't turn away. Though he did blink longer at the sound of hilt hitting flesh. At least regressions seemed to heal the previous injuries.

Sometimes brought their own injuries, such as what would happen with the next regression or so.

"I think it's a good thing I'm not going down to the planet," he said after a moment. "I'd probably kill the guy with the clock."

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean turned to lash out at Kang when he was lifted up, but there was no time before he was knocked unconscious again. And this time, he slumped bonelessly, clearly out for a while this time.