015: [holo] [location: Sunnydale Cemetary] Yellow Fever

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Accidental posts seem to be all the rage for Dean these days.

This time, he's sitting outside, lounging on the back section of his Impala. His expression is a bit tense, like he's uneasy about something, and every once in a while he scratches at his arm, which are turning a bright red color. Maybe there's something on his mind?

Or maybe he's got this weird suspicion that any second now, something nasty things are going to pop out of gravestones in that cemetery he's parked in front of.


[[ooc: Glitch start! ♥]]

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[theonlysunshine.livejournal.com]

"Feeling better?"

She's trying hard not to look worried and is mostly succeeding. She thinks.

[holo]

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

ACK SUDDEN VOICE-- oh, right, it's just Sunshine. Hello. Dean takes a second to let his heart stop trying to pound out of his chest.

"Uh, not exactly, but thanks for the concern," Dean replies distractedly, taking deep breaths.

[theonlysunshine.livejournal.com]

Someone's jumpy, aren't they? Has he been threatened, or something?

"Not exactly?"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Just a bit. And not so much actually threatened as much as just thinking he has been.

"I'm sick. Just one thing after another, huh?" Feeble chuckle. Dean's also eying the cemetery like it's going to bite him.

[theonlysunshine.livejournal.com]

Yeah, she's seeing through that chuckle. He looks a little, well, paranoid. It's a feeling she understands, really.

"Then shouldn't you be inside with a mug of tea?"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

He's really not like this at all, usually.

"... Tea?" Blinkblink. "Tea isn't really my thing. And it's too quiet in the house. And things can hide under furniture."

They can also hide under cars, which is what Dean is realizing as he pulls his feet up off the ground quickly and watches said ground suspiciously.

[theonlysunshine.livejournal.com]

Oookay, this does not look normal. Is he hallucinating?

"You're afraid of things that go bump in the night?"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Not yet.

"They go bump in the day, too," is Dean's protest. "And I'm not scared, I'm being cautious. You never know what's out there."

[theonlysunshine.livejournal.com]

Well, yeah, there are a lot of things that go bump in the day and can hide in plain sight. But she's under the impression that Dean usually isn't this bothered by that fact.

"Maybe you should see a doctor about being sick."

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Not, not usually. He can't help it, this time.

"Not gonna do me any good."

[theonlysunshine.livejournal.com]

"Why not?"

Not that she's too fond of doctors herself, but she'd like to see if he can give a coherent answer at this point.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

"'Cause it's not exactly a curable disease," Dean replies, raising an eyebrow.

[theonlysunshine.livejournal.com]

That's a startling response. "You know that?"