014: [visual] picking fights with vampires again, Dean?

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

The tablet clicks on as it hits the couch in Bobby's house rather violently. The way it landed, on it's side, lets the viewer have a clear visual of Dean throwing himself into the chair opposite the couch, nursing a bloody nose, several nasty looking bruises and a wounded ego. He's irritated because of the fight he'd gotten into with Cian, and he's still not willing to think that there are actually good vampires, so he's ignoring the fact that Cian didn't kill him and drink his blood, preferring to sulk over his injuries.

When he finally looks up from rubbing tenderly at his head and sees the tablet recording, he jumps up and rushes to grab it. Those same viewers can probably hear Dean cussing under his breath as he turns the visual function off.

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[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

"A vampire. Here," Sam says, already checking to make sure Dean doesn't have some kind of a concussion. Clearly he's been knocked around a bit; the question is how much and whether or not there's serious damange.

"Okay, stay still. Bobby's gotta have some kind of first-aid around."

He's up before Dean can protest, coming back with the white box and opening it down on the floor at his brother's feet.

"How'd you end up crossing paths with a vampire?"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

No serious damage, because Cian just intended to knock him around a bit to get a point across. Still, his head's starting to pound and he's aching from being knocked to the ground. At this point he's not really going to protest. Sam can do whatever he needs to.

"He's been here from the start. Was sort of friends with him, but I cut myself on a bottle earlier and he went all vampire on me," Dean explains, waving his hand at Sam to show him the small gash on his finger.

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Sam's not too sure how comfortable he feels with the whole Dean-getting-friendly-with-vampires topic. Then again, there were vampires like Lenore who weren't actively feeding on humans, but even they were tempted by a few drops of human blood. And now it seemed like the only thing that'd set this one off was the exact same thing.

Sam moves to deal with that cut first, dabbing some alcohol on Dean's finger before wrapping a Band-aid around. Once that's taken care of, he can deal with the more pressing injuries - Dean's bloody nose, for instance.

"And what, he just beat the crap out of you?"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Well, to be fair, Dean didn't know the vampire in question was a vampire until tonight. Cian's sneaky about it. That's mostly the reason he's beat up like this, because of course, upon finding that Cian was a vampire, he had to pick a fight.

Dean watches Sam put the Band-Aid on with a bit of a spaced out look, and then blinks himself back into the present. Oh, right. Answering questions.

"He didn't beat the crap out of me," Dean protests. "We fought and he had the upper hand. It's dark outside and I couldn't see him. He was hiding, the sneaky bastard."

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"Okay," Sam says, because sometimes it's best to be pacifying when Dean's a) injured, b) pissy or c) both. He's already looking for more open cuts to dab alcohol onto, trying to clean them off as best he can.

Sometimes Dean gets a little fidgety when he's worked up.

"I'm guessing you didn't kill him, then."