sixth; [visual]; LOCKED TO THOSE HE KNOWS KNOW ABOUT HIS GIFT

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

When the tablet comes on, it comes on to show Toby looking a bit uneasy and tired.

"Hey," he begins, looking like he's thinking about how to word what he's going to say. "Listen... not that there's any doubt that these new people aren't normal, but it might be good to know... they don't have a single thought in their heads. None, it's like... there's just nothing. I mean, this has happened before, but this... this is different. You know, with some people it's a brick wall, but with these guys it's like an empty hole or a blank space."

He sighs, unsettled.

"I don't know about you guys, but I'm beyond creeped out by now."

((ooc: FEARLESS LEADERS, I ASSUMED THIS FROM OUR CONVERSATION. If I screwed up, break glass for mallet, use at will.))

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[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Oh, Dean's totally messing with Toby. Toby really has no idea how much of a kick Dean gets out of teasing him, especially because Sam reacts a different way than this.

"You have no idea. Have you tried talking to them, or have you just been overhearing white noise?"

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

Toby actually finds it kind of annoying, the way he sometimes finds Oz's rambling or theorising annoying -- which means he'll put up with it. If he has to. The only redeeming quality is that this must be what it's like to have a brother in one's life.

Erf. Okay. Meanwhile...

"I've talked to 'em a few times. I don't know, man, I've had this my whole life, so I know when things aren't right when I'm around people, talk to them. And this is just... completely weird."

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

That's what happens when Dean adopts you; you have to deal with the teasing. It's part of his charm. Or that's what Dean claims, anyway.

"Yeah, I get it. Something's off with these people. I'm betting it's something like the glitch-crap that keeps happening. I mean, if this place can turn people into little kids and robots, why couldn't just make some fake people and throw them in the city?" Dean pauses, shifting. "It's too big of a coincidence."

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Toby nods, looking offscreen. "Yeah. It is. Still, they're not hurting anyone, far as we know. I just hope it stays that way because most of us are way out of our league with this kind of stuff, right?"

He pauses. Smirks teasingly. "And I hope it's not contagious. Lemme know if you start feeling... I don't know, empty-headed." This look? Is the unspoken 'more than usual'.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, looks that way," Dean replies, shrugging. He's not really all that concerned with the pod people unless they turn out to be a bunch of vampires or something. Then he'll have a problem with them.

Also, Dean does not approve of that insinuation.

"Hey. Don't make me come over there and kick your ass. It's not like you'd be hard to find," Dean answers, but he's rolling his eyes. All part of the banter.

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

Yep, that's a laugh, albeit a small one. Toby brings a coffee into frame and has a sip.

"You talk to Sam lately?"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Oooh, coffee. Dean should get himself some of that.

"Yeah. Last time we talked he was in a good mood. Like, really good mood. Don't know if he got into a secret stash of crack or something--" Pause. "... Hey, Toby, you think the hatches would spawn crack?"

Out of curiosity, he swears.

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Toby gives him a weird look that's half a mom look and half a just plain 'what the hell, Dean?' look.

"I haven't really thought about it..."

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Dean looks thoughtful, actually. He also might be trying that out later, if he remembers. Out of pure curiosity, really, not because he actually wants to try it.

"Huh. Something to think about," Dean shrugs, grinning. "You can't tell me you haven't messed around with the hatches. S'the first thing I did when I realized what they were."

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

"Well, yeah, but that's not exactly the first thing that comes to mind, dude." Pointed eyebrow raise for you, sir. "Be interesting to find out, though, yeah. I mean, Charlotte was able to get pain meds out of those things, so..."

He shrugs.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

"You'd be surprised. First thing I tried to summon up was a bazooka, not gonna lie," Dean replies, still grinning. Except, pause, he didn't know that about Charlotte.

"Charlie's alright?"

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For a moment he's confused, and in a brief panic he wonders how Dean found out about Charlie -- but that's his Charlie, not who Dean's talking about. He only wishes he could say Charlie Marks was alright.

"What -- no, yeah, she's fine. That was a couple months ago, back with that... vampire thing. Yeah. She's fine."

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

"Oh, right. Forgot about that between the freakin' evil overlords we've had an infestation of," Dean replies, rolling his eyes. "It's like we've got a new chick trying to take over every other week, y'know."

Pause. "Not to mention some of the people who just got here."

Aw, Chuck somebody hurt Dean's feelings.

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Toby raises an eyebrow, curious.

"Oh yeah? Like who?"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

"Some douchebag named Chuck," Dean grumbles. "Don't trust the guy as far as I can throw him."

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

He can't help the smirk, thinking back on recent arrivals. Douchebag, douchebag...

"Oh, was he the, uh - 'I'm going to destroy you socially' guy?"

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, him," Dean gives a snort. "Destroy me socially. That's hilarious."

Also, points, Toby, for getting who Dean was talking about right off the bat.

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

Hey, Toby's perceptive even without the telepathy. He thinks he might know what type of people would make Dean's 'douchebag' list.

"I didn't get to talk to him. Seems... uh. Interesting."

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Dean looks kind of sulky.

"He called me a dumbass." In so many words. Dean's summarizing.

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

He's trying not to look amused by this. Seriously. So he settles on a look of mild shock that is totally inappropriate for this situation, just like he would with Oz. Because really, Dean.

"I'm so sorry."

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, Sam does this often to Dean, so Dean just gives Toby a flat look and resists the urge to make a face at him.

"Oh, shut up."