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paradisa2013-10-31 01:15 am
lovemesomepie) wrote in paradisa2013-10-31 01:15 am
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2nd Hunt ✖ Action/Dictated
[Midnight finds a certain Dean Winchester on the roof of the Castle, in the darkness and the fog. He watches the Castle grounds silently, only the occasional flash of lightning illuminating the area. All is relatively calm, but he knows that somewhere here, crime is running rampant, and justice must prevail.
With a sudden turn that whips his cape around dramatically, he heads back inside to patrol the hallways, questioning those he runs into.
The occasional ghost-turned-corporeal gets assaulted, but they pay Dean no mind, which only agitates him further. It's not just the costume, either - though he certainly believes he's a crime-fighting vigilante, his paranoia is also driven by the symptoms that have been plaguing him since he arrived and found out finding solace in a drink was a lot more difficult than before. At least, if he didn't want to end up dizzy and regurgitating the contents of his stomach.
Momentarily disenthused by the lack of reaction from the ghost-people, he returns not to his room, but to the hideout in the library he'd discovered behind one of the bookshelves. He needs to maintain his secret identity - he can't be spotted going in and out of a room that's got his name emblazoned on the door!
That's when he finds it, sitting innocently on the table. But it's got his real name on it - the one he'd sworn to keep secret and separate from his superhero identity. Someone knew.]
Who sent me this...invitation?
With a sudden turn that whips his cape around dramatically, he heads back inside to patrol the hallways, questioning those he runs into.
The occasional ghost-turned-corporeal gets assaulted, but they pay Dean no mind, which only agitates him further. It's not just the costume, either - though he certainly believes he's a crime-fighting vigilante, his paranoia is also driven by the symptoms that have been plaguing him since he arrived and found out finding solace in a drink was a lot more difficult than before. At least, if he didn't want to end up dizzy and regurgitating the contents of his stomach.
Momentarily disenthused by the lack of reaction from the ghost-people, he returns not to his room, but to the hideout in the library he'd discovered behind one of the bookshelves. He needs to maintain his secret identity - he can't be spotted going in and out of a room that's got his name emblazoned on the door!
That's when he finds it, sitting innocently on the table. But it's got his real name on it - the one he'd sworn to keep secret and separate from his superhero identity. Someone knew.]
Who sent me this...invitation?