http://vkandis-son.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] vkandis-son.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhighdorms2008-09-22 02:36 pm

The roof, Monday at dawn

Once more, Karal was on the roof to say the Dawn Rites. This time, Altra was by his side and so they were near the edge.

Karal stood, eyes closed, because he didn't use them to see, head tipped back to follow the rising sun. As the rays of the sun spread across the island, he spoke the words of the Dawn Rites, the soft, liquid Karsite carrying over the rooftop.

Yesterday, he had said them in hope; today, he said them in thanks.

[ooc: open roof is open.]

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Dean glanced over at him. "Did you hear the radio?"

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
"They weren't bad. Aside from the chipmunk thing." Dean took a deep breath. "So one of the people from the other island? Was me."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 05:32 am (UTC)(link)
"He was a demon," Dean said, staring out at the sky again.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
"He spoke to me," Dean confirmed. "To Sammy too. And yeah, I know demons lie, but... they tell the truth too. When that would hurt the most."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
"That I sold my soul to save Sammy and got damned to Hell. And that damned souls become demons and that Sammy took over Hell because of me."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
Dean nodded. "Apparently his Sammy is even more stubborn than mine. Or maybe not. Maybe that's exactly what my Sammy would do if I ever..."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
That... hadn't occurred to Dean. "Huh," he breathed softly.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
And that most definitely hadn't occurred to Dean. It soothed a lot of the remaining fear and worry, especially about Sammy.

"I guess I'm a heck of a lot more lucky than he was," Dean said, meaning to make the comment lightly, but the huskiness of his voice betrayed his emotion.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I don't do small," Dean observed.

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
Dean managed a smile then. "I like to keep you on your toes."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Sammy is, well, freaked," Dean said, sobering a little. "But I think I'll be able to help with that now."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I know," Dean said, giving him a warm look. "Y'know you're really awesome at this priest thing."

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2008-09-22 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"Lucky for me," Dean said. He paused and then offered in a diffident tone, "I'm sorry if I'm a lot of work."

(no subject)

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com - 2008-09-22 23:13 (UTC) - Expand

(no subject)

[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com - 2008-09-23 00:59 (UTC) - Expand