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paradisalost2011-11-05 12:22 pm
imnot_likeyou) wrote in paradisalost2011-11-05 12:22 pm
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Who: Sam Winchester and the people he really owes an apology to: Dean Winchester, Jo Harvelle, Faith Lehane and Castiel. [CLOSED]
What: Sam making up for the things he did when he was soulless.
When: Friday night, November 4th, into Saturday, November 5th.
Where: Various locations in the castle.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: There are going to be sections for each person setting up location and such, and I'm setting them up in prose, but if you want to switch it up and actionspam it, that's good by me too.
Sam still didn't know what he lost for those two months, and more to the point, he wasn't sure he wanted to figure out what that was. He just knew that he had done some unintentional damage, and that he needed to fix it. He wasn't sure if any of this was actually fixable, but he at least had to try.
So he did what he had to do. He tracked down the people he had to talk to, crossed his fingers, and hoping for the best.
He just hoped that none of these blew up too much in his face.
What: Sam making up for the things he did when he was soulless.
When: Friday night, November 4th, into Saturday, November 5th.
Where: Various locations in the castle.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: There are going to be sections for each person setting up location and such, and I'm setting them up in prose, but if you want to switch it up and actionspam it, that's good by me too.
Sam still didn't know what he lost for those two months, and more to the point, he wasn't sure he wanted to figure out what that was. He just knew that he had done some unintentional damage, and that he needed to fix it. He wasn't sure if any of this was actually fixable, but he at least had to try.
So he did what he had to do. He tracked down the people he had to talk to, crossed his fingers, and hoping for the best.
He just hoped that none of these blew up too much in his face.
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He squirmed slightly, before taking her wrists gently, and pulling back to put some space between them. "Can we talk?"
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"You never were big on talking before, either. Something tells me this is an end to all of our fun."
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Awesome.
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"It's not that it wasn't ... great. It was. But I don't feel that way about you."
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"Feel that way about me?" There was a slight amount of eyerolling that followed that statement that was posed as a question.
"It was great. End period. Statement. I don't feel any way about you, Sam. I don't have some profound bond with you, I'm not going to cry into my pillow about how I've lost you, and I'm really not going to be too concerned with how you do or don't feel. It was sex and when it was happening, it was a good thing - hell, it was a pretty rockin' thing."
She shrugged, moving away from him, "But hey, you need to pump the brakes, or slam on them, then that's your deal."
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"Okay. So ... I should probably go."
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She just shrugged him off, walking away from him.
"You know, you change your mind - swing by."
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And with that, he'll start getting out of there, even more confused than when he walked in.
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