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text | dr. sexy

[cholesterol]

( another night alone with his thoughts, a passed out angel, and nowhere to go. he didn't get as drunk as he wanted. he wants to set a good example and he's buddy's a lightweight now. so he lays there, pillow wall still intact. he pulls up his phone, face illuminated from the screen.

he remembers her name. trips him out. makes him miss his brother.

maybe she's awake )

What's your last name?

[maoa]

[ she’s finding it hard to sleep too, not that she’s ever really found it easy. dean’s check in, if that’s what he’s calling it (although at this hour she’s pretty sure he’s got other things on his mind), comes right after she’s checked where she’s hidden the picture of tara she’d been gifted by the library, and she reads it with a raised eyebrow. ]

carpenter.
what’s yours?

@BOO, text—

[hiyakai]

k but what am i getting for $120?

[maoa]

[ she doesn't recognize the name, but if they're on the network it means they're part of the network. somehow. they're someone she'll be in proximity to, anyway. ]

depends on why you're asking.

text | dr. sexy

[cholesterol]

Where are you?

[maoa]

outside the remembrance hall.

want me to stay put or come to you?

@sriracha 🔒

[vdovy]

Hey
How are you holding up?

🔒 →

[maoa]

was just about to ask you the same thing.
i'm fine. or as close to it as you can be, i guess. what about you?

@wanda | friday, 10/10

[wundagores]

[she'd meant to reach out earlier, to apologize for brushing sam off when she'd only been trying to help, but wanda hadn't been able to find the words. now, though, there are things more important than that.]

Adrian is missing, and I don't have a good feeling about it. Please tell me you're okay.

[maoa]

[ sam’s been distracted, trying to determine who she can trust with what yelena had told her, look out for who she can, and prepare for whatever comes next. she hasn’t forgotten about wanda - she’s actually been debating telling her, too - but one thing after another keeps coming up. so she’s relieved to hear from her, even with the bad news. ]

shit.
yes, i’m okay. when did you last hear from him?

@robert.plant

[cholesterol]

Same person who got to Cas might have gotten to Ash. Except, Ash was killed first, from a knife to the ribs and then he was nailed to that door. Knife's missing, though. Why leave any evidence behind.

[maoa]

[ she's nauseous all over again upon reading his message, recalling first prying castiel free and then the scene this morning. she takes a second to wait for it to pass before responding. ]

still no magic detected?

@hap, text

[angelhunter]

I'd like to talk to about recent developments if you're willing.

@buck120

[maoa]

feel like getting more specific with that?

action

[cholesterol]

( the morning of the second werewolf reveals, dean sees his own dummy and others. he also sees the burned bodies. he makes eye contact with sam and tries to steel away to the side to talk to her. he doesn't wait to say something when she approaches. )

You know I was only talking about building a pyre and that's for the already dead.

@robert.plant

[cholesterol]

Hey. Ren just ran out on me. She's scared and I said I'd watch over her. But, something's come up. Can you check in?

[maoa]

yeah, of course.
why'd she run out?

voice — un: BUFFY

[bronze]

Hi Sam!

( energetic start! buffy teeters off a little, losing steam. )

Soooo. You know what's just around the corner? ( pause for dramatic effect. ) Thanksgiving! It's the best holiday in the world because — well, because it's my favorite, okay. I'm very biased. Anyway! I'm throwing a dinner party and I want you to come, please! I'm making all the food myself and it's gonna be just, like, the best day ever. You don't have to make any requests because I'm making it all, and it's going to be delicious. Just show up in stretchy pants and get ready to be super, massively thankful!

See you there!

voice

[maoa]

[ her response comes within an hour or two, after she's spent some time trying to track down the recipe for the cake she'd made for her birthday: ]

Hey Buffy, thanks for thinking of me. Yeah, I'm in. I don't have any requests, but let me know if you'd like help, or if you'd like me to bring a dessert or side dish or something.

[ it's been a while since she'd been able to do any cooking or baking and she's missed it. no better reason to get back into it than this, and since buffy had been kind enough to think of her she wants to contribute somehow. ]

@carpenter - text

[cdh13]

[ One day, for no reason whatsoever: ]

has he bothered you again?

[ You know who. Tara doesn't want to refer to him in any of the few ways she can, because they all hurt. Her, and even more, Sam. ]

[maoa]

no.

i can’t tell if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

@woodsboro

[mpaa]

Who's Danny and why does he think we're the same?

[maoa]

[ fuck her entire life ]

what did he say to you?

a few days later

[cdh13]

we must've knocked on some fake ass wood, because he's talking to me now

[maoa]

yeah, me too.

where is he talking to you? what did he say?

text; un: lestat (misfire)

[perfectionner]

Don't tell me I'm the first one to ever wax poetic about how pretty your lips would look wrapped around my cock.

@knifeplay

[maoa]

[ huh. ]

people aren't usually poetic about requesting that.

@chum misfire

[macrosmatic]

Most grotesque thing I've touched in about a decade
And roughly the size of a baby carrot

@knifeplay

[maoa]

don’t tell me my ex is here now too.

@dean

[cholesterol]

You're invited to Dean Winchester's funeral. Refreshments and a small catering spread will be provided afterward. Prepared remarks and stories are encouraged.

[maoa]

[ ✔️MESSAGE RECIEVED ]

some time after the whole ghostface thing and the whole being avoided thing

[cdh13]

[ Tara isn't a soft, mushy sort of person. She doesn't sugarcoat, she doesn't say pretty please. She's always been a knife, in all its cosmic irony, and she has been like that with everyone, her sister included. So when she's mad at Sam, she's as mad as she gets with everyone else.

But she's not mad. Well, not just mad.

She's confused. She's shocked. She doesn't know how to react. Did she do it for her? Did she put herself through such nightmare for her? Or did she do it for herself? Did she indulge in the dark, barbed pleasure of donning the black robes again? Tara wants to think that Sam had no choice, but at the same time, she knows Sam Carpenter does not roll over. But now she's not telling her anything, and Tara can't decide how to feel. Is Sam ashamed? Sad? Maybe she's angry at her, angry that this hellish place has forced her to do this, perhaps for a good thing, but still, Tara would've told her not to do it. Discomfort is temporal, but poking at her traumas will leave far longer lasting wounds. ]

sam

please, talk to me

[ Because if Sam won't even reply to her, maybe Tara is the problem. Maybe she's a burden to her sister, and how could she not be mad at her? ]

sobbing already

[maoa]

[ there had been an agreement, among those who weren't in bronze. anyone who was in the position to take a quest would take the promotion and give it to someone who'd been unfortunate enough to get sorted into that position. sam had signed up knowing that she'd give it to tara. tara's tough, she knows she can handle the manual labor of whatever job she takes on, but those in bronze don't get to say no to what's requested of them. and sam's not letting her stay in a position for that for any longer than she has to.

still, when she'd gotten the assignment, she'd thought about saying no, for longer than anyone probably realizes. she'd put off choosing someone for as long as she could. all the while tara had remained in the same vulnerable position and she knew she'd be stuck there if she didn't make the decision.

so she'd made it. she'd put on the robe and the mask. she'd stalked chris through the halls. she'd let everyone see. everyone had congratulated her on a job well done, up until yelena had seen the look on her face when she'd spotted billy - the one always in her head, the one who'd cheered her on in the commune. somehow more vivid than he's ever been, even when he was here.

she'd done it for tara. but she could have said no. found someone else willing to promote her. found a different way to protect her, to get her moved up a tier. but she hadn't. she'd said yes. she'd donned the robe and mask and terrified someone nearly to death. and it had felt natural, as easy as breathing.

she hadn't been able to bring herself to look at tara since. she knows she'd seen. everyone had. and maybe it's better they did. maybe it's better they stay away from her if this is just who she is.

tara's name lights up her screen. she debates ignoring it. it's better for her if she does. but then she sees the plea in text. can remember tara vulnerable and broken in a hospital bed - again, because of her.

the screen lights up again. she picks it up. ]

i'm

[ i love you. i hate that you saw that. i hate myself.

i'm so, so sorry. ]

you should stay away from me