http://hector-aframian.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] hector-aframian.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] shatterverse2008-09-27 02:20 pm

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Dean hates Kansas.

Dean hates Metropolis. It's got no right sittin' there in the middle of Kansas, out of place as a fuckin' donkey at a ball. He knows America and he knows the roads and the highways and he fucking hates that this world's twisted them all around.

Dean hates Lawrence. Sammy's still there. And Dean's not going back.

Dean hates himself, too, for that.




A surefire cure for angry emo bitterness is beating the shit out of people, however, and fortunately there's a lot of shit going round. Suburbs of Metropolis, clubs, late at night, there's always some chick he can bail outta trouble. That way he gets to beat people up and then gets laid.



Presently, Dean is in a back alley, glaring at a guy on the ground who thought he'd drag some naive little chick into the mens' room even though she was fighting. Jerk. And worse, not even a tough jerk. Dean's not even breathing hard. Waste of a fucking fight.



Yeah ... Dean hates Metropolis.
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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-09-27 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
That's pretty okay. Since she can't tell, because she's eying the pile of trash in front of them because it keeps her, conveniently, from looking at him.

"In the center of new society pretend center? Fuck no. Stopped in a few days ago to see what the fuss about the place was. Rather a big let down in comparison to the road."

You know. To ignored trauma hunting.
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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-09-27 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
Jo does, but after rolling her eyes and sneering resentedly at the back of his head for the flash of a second.

She kicked the man on the ground in the shoulder and clenched her teeth before turning to follow after him. Making sure to get out of being behind him quickly.

"And you're confiding this in me because--?"
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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-09-27 05:40 am (UTC)(link)
She just rolled her eyes and made a face.

"Please. I'm not the one offering up unasked for information in a Mary Sue bonding fashion over the back alley trash."
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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-09-27 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Clearly.

Especially with him.

Yet he was still talking.



"Got over that a long time ago."

Err. She means the fictional, people, places and things. I.E. Milliways.

But you know, things have a tendency to just pop out of Jo's mouth unchecked and unexplained.
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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-09-28 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Bright and unbruised as a Georgia peach," Jo said smartly, the obvious sarcasm rife in her words.

(Because all well-adjusted people forwent crying and screaming, even once, at earned trauma for fighting and fucking.)

She frowned suddenly.

"They probably don't even have peach crops in this world. Not as important as the running and saving their skins. Bastards."
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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-09-28 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
Jo looked at him, blankly, before wrinkling her nose.

"That's disturbing. I actually had to consider whether it was worth going back to swipe peaches."

Beat.

"Dragon chick?"
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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-10-02 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Jo's was against the flicker of images that involved dripping and throats and Dean that suddenly took her brain space.

It did funny things her stomach before she could stop it. Which did even funnier things to her bitterness.


Thus he gets an expression decrying his sanity (and possibly hers).

"Maybe I'll get back down there when I pick up my bike."
Edited 2008-10-02 17:42 (UTC)
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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-10-03 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Jo was cursing her very stupid, stupid jelly stomach as he mumbled his response. She wasn't going to be able to think (or not think) of peaches for a while now.

She wasn't sure if she wanted to punch something or be left alone in a bathroom because of it.

She settled sourly for forcefully reminding herself that he was still the ass than left her in Lawrence with the crazies, left her to the discovery of the Road House nearly alone.

Licking her lips, she blew a breath at her long bangs.

"Suppose you'll be out again soon."

It was a statement, and a question.
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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-10-03 01:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Jo arched an eyebrow.

"What kind of deal?"
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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-10-03 02:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Other eyebrow joined the first.

(Not lacking the moment when she glanced away at first reaction.)

"And he thinks you can--?"

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[personal profile] tobeclosetohim 2008-10-06 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
Jo frowned, stopping her pace but not near the wall.

Standing a few feet from him.

"Stupid interested?"