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entrancelogs2016-04-14 06:01 pm
ofletters) wrote in entrancelogs2016-04-14 06:01 pm
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my black eye casts no shadow (closed)
Who: Sam Winchester and Ruby
Where: His room, 013, on the fifth floor.
When: 3/9
Rating: PG-13-R for violence and swearing.
Summary: When emotions run wild, Sam turns his off. He knows the harm emotions can do... but, he also knows the great danger of having things be black and white. Even so, he spends the eventful weekend powered down, similar to his former, soulless state... and, unfortunately, one of his old enemies comes knocking.
The Story:
[ They hadn't come to blows when she first appeared, but Sam and Ruby have not been getting along. To be fair, when had they ever really gotten along? Even when they were working together, sleeping together, there was still an understanding of their mutual dislike for the other. Even when she saw him as something more important than himself and he began to trust her, they didn't play nice. Not really, not... ever.
And now, this. She'd arrived in Wonderland and run her mouth, easily making the younger Winchester pissed off. They hadn't fought, but it had been close, with her breaking the devil's traps in his room and him nearly stabbing her again just for showing her face. She hadn't been great during her last stay in Wonderland, so why should this be any different?
Luckily, they've had some time apart. Not much space apart, considering that they were living in the same mansion, but enough distance that he could collect himself between meetings. This weekend, they discovered, was a period of either living with intense emotions or none at all, and he'd chosen the latter after little deliberation, knowing that both came with drawbacks and neither with benefits. It's why he's holed up in his room all weekend, emotions switched off, staring intently and fairly blankly at a series of notes about when the memories had fallen from the sky.
He can't bring himself to care much about it, though. ]
Where: His room, 013, on the fifth floor.
When: 3/9
Rating: PG-13-R for violence and swearing.
Summary: When emotions run wild, Sam turns his off. He knows the harm emotions can do... but, he also knows the great danger of having things be black and white. Even so, he spends the eventful weekend powered down, similar to his former, soulless state... and, unfortunately, one of his old enemies comes knocking.
The Story:
[ They hadn't come to blows when she first appeared, but Sam and Ruby have not been getting along. To be fair, when had they ever really gotten along? Even when they were working together, sleeping together, there was still an understanding of their mutual dislike for the other. Even when she saw him as something more important than himself and he began to trust her, they didn't play nice. Not really, not... ever.
And now, this. She'd arrived in Wonderland and run her mouth, easily making the younger Winchester pissed off. They hadn't fought, but it had been close, with her breaking the devil's traps in his room and him nearly stabbing her again just for showing her face. She hadn't been great during her last stay in Wonderland, so why should this be any different?
Luckily, they've had some time apart. Not much space apart, considering that they were living in the same mansion, but enough distance that he could collect himself between meetings. This weekend, they discovered, was a period of either living with intense emotions or none at all, and he'd chosen the latter after little deliberation, knowing that both came with drawbacks and neither with benefits. It's why he's holed up in his room all weekend, emotions switched off, staring intently and fairly blankly at a series of notes about when the memories had fallen from the sky.
He can't bring himself to care much about it, though. ]
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Shoulders rolling, she makes her way to his room wanting to test herself. Let off some steam from the pent-up feelings she was having. A weird mixture of rage, bloodlust, and a hint of desire floating around - ready to rumble.
Ruby doesn't knock when she reaches his door, instead making a point to kick it open... Just in case it had been locked. ]
Y'know, I never properly thanked you for screwing everything up. [ She makes a point to side step the trap that had previously caught her, although she doesn't go much past that point. Not yet. The stakes were too high in her mind to get trapped again. ] I was gonna be great -- no, greater than great. I was gonna be epic, Sam. And you could've been right there with me. We could've ruled together.
[ Because this is the way sane people say hello. ]
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Yeah, I heard the Dumbo speech the first time. [ He rises to his feet, distantly wondering if, this time, they'll come to blows. ] What do you expect me to say? I'm obviously glad that we killed you and it sucked that icing Lilith also brought back Lucifer, but that was years ago. I don't give a crap what you have to say.
[ Or about, really, anything else, at the moment. ]
It wasn't going to be great for most people. [ Sam says, shrugging. ] It would've ended the world. Objectively? Not great.
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[ She doesn't try to be quiet, doesn't try to stand still or control the somewhat violent gestures of hands that accompany her words. That pop with each hostile word that's just building and building until she feels like she might burst. ]
Right, the amazing Winchester Brothers - here to save everyone and fix all the world's problems! To keep those stupid, selfish meatsuits safe. And for what? What did you get out of that? People who are allergic to the 'thank you'? Who are going to keep making deals and doing awful things to each other no matter how many of us you take out?
[ Guess who's feeling like lecturing? Who's running a thousand miles an hour right now? ]
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[ More crucially, Lucifer was raised, and... then a lot of bad things happened after that as a result. Which is an understatement. ]
That's what hunters do, in case you missed that memo. [ She is lecturing, he notices. He watches and would feel disdain for how she's got her emotions ramped up from zero to a hundred-- he would, if he was feeling above a zero himself. ] We gank the monsters and never get thanked. That's just how it is. You know we basically can't do anything else.
[ Because they're usually maladaptive and fairly crazy. ]
This how you're using your feelings today, Ruby? Ragging on me?
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[ She saunters a little closer, fully planning on addressing the rest of his little whine. ] If I'd have thought you were gonna be that much of a baby about it, I'd have handled it a little differently. Besides, you didn't always think of me as a monster. Unless you screw all the monsters before you kill them in which case, makes me feel a little less special.
[ She should stop, walk away and say screw this. That'd be reasonable, though. And right now she didn't want to be reasonable. And if she hadn't gone far enough, yet -- ] Did you get jacked up on their blood, too? Did it fill you with the same excitement?
[ Ruby, no. ]