01 [ video / action ]

[familyremains]

Who: Dean doing the OTA thing
Broadcast: fleetwide video
Action: anybody on the Marsiva
When: 1/27 - 1/29


a; (acting alone)

[ The video cuts in accidentally (are accidents ever accidental?) to Dean using a plastic knife of all things to pry a panel, about four feet in each direction, off the wall in front of him. It takes some jimmying, but after a couple seconds, it pops right off, and Dean catches it before it falls more than an inch or so open. He looks around quickly as he slides the panel aside (got to work fast with cameras on and no easy way to disable them), but when he looks to what the panel was covering, his head jerks back in surprise. Then he crouches in close to get a better look. ]

...Really?

[ Behind the panel is a network of machinery, all interwoven, some of it whirring quietly as it moves together like... like nothing Dean's ever seen. He stares at it, his expression as openly mystified as he feels before he slides the panel back on and snaps it back into place. He stands, loose-limbed and completely clueless as to what the hell he's supposed to do with that. ]

Oh, this is way above my pay grade.

[ Seriously. Where are the air ducts? The red and green wires? The, you know, normal wall stuff? Dean thought he could figure this spaceship thing out, but damn it, Shatner and Ford never prepared him for this level of sci-fi weirdness. ]



b; (the buddy system)

[ In the cafeteria sometime later, Dean is scouting out anybody who looks like they could throw a decent punch. Why? To fight them, of course.

Now, he's not going to go right up to somebody and just sock 'em one. Come on, he's not stupid. No, he's going to try to antagonize them into punching him, instead.

Look, alright, it's worked before. ...Except the other guy ended up dead. It's a long story. Anyway.

You can find Dean staring at you if you're the kind of type who looks rough and tumble and easily angered. Or you might find him eyeing up the big burly-looking guy in the corner in a completely no-homo kind of way. You might also observe his fine table manners, as while he's doing his "sizing up" of the room, he's also shoving food in his face and chewing with his mouth open, because damn, you get hungry after puking as much as he has in the past two days.

Or you might find Dean getting the crap beaten out of him by someone twice his size (which is saying a lot; he's not a small guy). You might want to help him, if you're the helpful kind of person, because the non-existent authorities sure aren't going to step in, and somebody should. Or you might find him after nobody did step in to help him because, let's be real, he deserves the black eye and busted lip and bruised kidney he gets. Just don't expect him to apologize if he got any blood on you. A little blood's not going to kill you, and everybody knows a blood splatter always makes for good TV. ]

Comments

[familyremains]

[ That's disgusting. And Cas doesn't even care?? Cas, you're disgusting. And it's a good thing Dean's not eating right now, or else he'd've lost his appetite.

He doesn't look too happ over the prospect of worse food coming, either. You're just full of good news, buddy, aren't you? ]

Look, if I could find a way off of here, I'd bring you a peopleburger, no questions asked. But if you didn't notice, Cas, I'm grounded on the damn thing. So unless you know some way of getting me off... You're out of luck.

[heavenonearth]

[ why should he even care. he's been eating like, canned beans and expired food for the past five years, peopleburgers are great, and he's not people anyway. except they're probably just space cow, dean, stop being so dang dramatic. ]

First off, I don't want the peopleburgers, though they were pretty good, yeah. Secondly, you're probably only going to be on that ship for a few more days. You'll be knocked off into one of these smaller ones, soon enough.

[ so fill your pockets and bring him goodies please!! ]

[familyremains]

[ Peopleburgers are not GREAT. You ration food in the future/past you're from, Cas, you don't eat people. There's a huge difference. Dean has every right to be dramatic here. ]

Oh, okay, I'll just shove some fries down my pants for you, pal. No problem. See you in a couple days.

[ Seriously, Cas, get your priorities straight. ]

[heavenonearth]

[ well we'll argue this again someday if we ever actually find out they ARE peopleburgers, for now you're just being overdramatic!! ]

Woahwoahwoah--hey! You've only got so much room in your pants, don't bother with the fries. Peanut butter and jelly sandwiches! They'll last longer.

[ a beat. ]

Oh, and those little bags of the cookies. Don't forget!

[familyremains]

[ No we won't, because Dean ate those things okay, and if they really were peopleburgers, he doesn't want to know. ]

Sandwiches. [ Dean sounds real enthusiastic about the idea. ] That's what you're worried about.

[ Cas, man... Dean knows things were bad in your time, but seriously? That's where you're throwing your chips, on PB & J? At least go for the steak. ]

And say I'm feeling generous and pack your school lunch for you, since it's that important. What about me? What do I get out of this?

[ Because if the food really is crap off this thing, he's packing for himself, not for Cas. Sorry man, you went through it, you had your chance. Should've planned ahead if you wanted PB&J that bad. ]

[heavenonearth]

.. my loyalty and friendship? What, that's not enough for you?

[ you're so damn rude, dean. you're the cute baby dean, you're not supposed to be a jerk, too!! cas rolls his eyes and sighs. and okay, steak is okay, but you can't fit as much steak in your pants as you can fit sandwiches. ]

But fine, all right, you want to make a deal, is that it?

[familyremains]

[ Truth is, he'll bring Cas a sandwich if it's that important for him, regardless. Because yeah, loyalty and friendship. Even if this guy is a dirty hippie, he's still Cas, and if all it takes is a pocketed sandwich to make him happy, then that's not too much to ask. But hey, if Dean can squeeze a favor or a couple bucks out of him for something he'd do anyway, then why not? ]

Yeah, that's right. This is space prison, ain't it? You can't get something for nothing in a place like this.

[ Dean grins, probably the first smile he's worn since he wound up on this ship. ]

So what's it gonna be, Cas? What's a little PB and J worth to you?

[heavenonearth]

[ oh ok so his love and loyalty is worth nothing to u, typical dean winchester.

aight he can play dirty, too. cas leans forward, lacing his fingers together and squinting into the feed. ]

All right, all right, I've got a couple things you might be interested in. I mean, you've got to be shaking in your boots right about now, right? Up there on that ship, hurtling through space.

[ oh yeah. you bet he knows about that. cas rolls his eyes upward, thoughtfully. ]

Especially with that great big window you can't avoid. It's hard to feel the movement of the ship, but it's sure flying, isn't it? Probably pretty uncomfortable, right?

[familyremains]

[ Now who's being melodramatic?

But yeah, Cas hit the nail on the head with that one. Maybe because he saw the video of Dean waking up on this place and making an ass of himself in front of that girl a couple minutes after, or maybe he mentioned it to Cas sometime in that alternate timeline, saw a plane crash and got misty-eyed about it or something. However Cas knows, he knows. And it's only confirmed by the sick look Dean gets on his face before he drops his head and lifts a hand. ]

Alright, enough. You made your point.

[ Goddamn blunt son of a bitch. Dean swallows down the taste of bile and lifts his head, looking miserable. ]

So, what? You're offering me benzos, is that it?

[ Of course he is. Leave it to Cas, this Cas, to have zeroed in on the pharmaceuticals first thing. ]

[heavenonearth]

[ hey look, he's just fighting fire with fire here, okay.

.. but all right, he feels a little guilty once dean starts looking green around the gills, so he smiles apologetically. ]

Nah, haven't gotten my hands on anything like that. Got a half a bottle of Adderall and some fresh joints though. Absinthe is cookin' in the cargo bay, but it'll be a couple weeks 'til it's good enough to drink. You're welcome to whatever you want, of course.

[ dean's been known to partake, he knows. or his dean did, anyway, on occasion. baby dean got a little whiny about it (no he hasn't forgotten, it was like a week ago, for him). ]

.. for the low low price of a pb&j.

[familyremains]

Going with the classics, huh?

[ Amphetamines and absinthe. Yeah, Dean remembers that. It was six years ago, but every detail of that night stuck with him just as vivid as the real thing, right down to the smell of roses in that garden where it ended.

And stop thinking of him as "baby Dean." He was thirty, for christ's sake, and even older now. ]

You find me some whiskey instead, I'll see what I can do.

[ If Cas can't find whiskey, Dean'll take one of the other three, 'cause Cas is right that he's miserable as he is, and anything is better than nothing. But Cas is an addict, plain and simple, and like hell Dean's going to encourage him by sharing his habits. ...Not right out the gate, anyway. ]

[heavenonearth]

[ sorry dean, you're always going to be baby dean to him, that's never going to change. even though you're looking older, you're still a hundred times warmer than his dean was, by the end. cute widdle baby dean wuvs hugz. ]

I might be able to manage that. But I'm not so sure that's really a fair trade, you're going to have to cough up a lot of sandwiches.

[familyremains]

[ Who told you about that shirt. It couldn't've been Sam. It wasn't Dean. Were you spying on his heaven??? That's freaking rude, man. ]

How's whiskey worth more than any of the rest of that stuff?

I'll bring you what I can, and you better be glad to get that much, or I'll eat it myself, right in front of you.

[heavenonearth]

[ he doesn't kiss and tell. ]

Considering liquor is, you know, expensive, and pb&j sandwiches are free..

[ you do the math, dean. also that's rude as hell. ]

Anyway, thanks ahead of time. I know you won't disappoint me.

[familyremains]

Yeah, okay.

[ You're just lucky you're a friend, pal. Dean wouldn't carry around sandwiches in his pockets for just anyone. Not even for whiskey, which he could just as easily scrape up the money for and buy himself. ]

See you around, Cas. [ And after a beat, because this place freaks him the hell out, and not just 'cause of the windows, he adds. ] Take care of yourself.

[heavenonearth]

[ yes, you're doing him a great service. you're so magnanimous. what a good guy. ]

Yeah, Dean. You too. Get some sleep.