Dean Winchester (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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maskormenace2015-05-13 10:10 am
dontforgetpie) wrote in maskormenace2015-05-13 10:10 am
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[It looks kind of like Dean's got his device propped up on some kind of table or something and he's sitting on a chair in front of it, leaning forward, arms braced on his legs. In the background there's a pale green curtain and there's the constant beeping of medical monitoring equipment.
Dean sighs, scrubbing a hand over his face. Honestly, he looks kind of like Hell, but there's a reason for that.] I need a healer. Maybe more than one. My brother - Sam's dying and I don't know if the nanites can heal him fast enough. I know a few people offered to help out when he first got here. We're at the hospital in Heropa.
[There's a pause and he looks like he's going to say something else, but he reaches out and cuts the feed instead.]
Dean sighs, scrubbing a hand over his face. Honestly, he looks kind of like Hell, but there's a reason for that.] I need a healer. Maybe more than one. My brother - Sam's dying and I don't know if the nanites can heal him fast enough. I know a few people offered to help out when he first got here. We're at the hospital in Heropa.
[There's a pause and he looks like he's going to say something else, but he reaches out and cuts the feed instead.]
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[His lips purse -- he can tell Dean is laughing at him. Just because there's a flower doesn't mean it's supposed to be funny. After a moment, he shrugs, folding his arms.]
Don't worry about it. I would feel bad if he ended up dying and I could have done something, you know?
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Yeah. I get it. Seriously though. Thank you. If there's anything I can do for you sometime, just. Let me know.
[Not that Dean had listed out skills that were available and useful that he could offer. He was game for just about anything. Unless someone wanted him to... burn down a house or something.]
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[He looks a little sheepish at this, like he's apologetic that he can't think of something.]
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Sure. Whenever. You've got my number now. [Unless he got ported out, but after being here for a year, hope of that happening was pretty much gone.]
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[He turns, moves toward the door, then turns. He's smiling genuinely, raising a hand.]
Glad I could help. Good luck, okay?
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[And he's out the door. ♥]