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Sep. 16th, 2007 12:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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Origami insects
Supernatural rec
Harvester of Eyes Supernatural/Sandman. Good brotherly relations. John's off hunting what he suspects is no normal serial killer with a preference for eyes. He leaves Sam and Dean with Caleb hoping that'll keep them out of harms way... and there's always a but ^_~
Cops and Robbers
Poor Henrickson =P
The case had gone nowhere by Christmas. Every trap that Victor set, Dean Winchester and his brother managed to wiggle through them by margins so slim that they made Victor want to drink, and with every instance more questions were left behind. For every body that Dean Winchester abandoned, he also left two or three witnesses who swore up and down that Dean and his brother were the only reasons that they were still alive at all. Victor would have no problem with writing them off as hysterical, if his labs were not also telling him that impossible things followed Dean Winchester around like a storm cloud.
Wicked Little Town I think this fic is going to be utterly gorgeous in a hot i>damn! kinda way.
"Point is, you're not going to be seeing Dean for a long, long time."
Those words seem to hit home, and now Henrickson's rewarded with a shudder. The tremor starts at Sam's neck and flashes down his body. "No chance of escape, huh?" Sam's first words in the room sound small, restrained, and almost breathy, almost regretful.
Henrickson shakes his head, lets a small hint of victory flavor his voice. "Not a one."
"Okay. If you say so." And there is the confidence he's been expecting from a brother of Dean Winchester, but the words sound dangerously chilled, an unpleasant contradiction to Dean's heated sarcasm.
(that's as far as I got before I had toflail post ^_^)
Visited Lush a week or so ago, now my hair smells really really nice. I think possibly I could become addicted to that store ^_^
Also, have seen icons based on end of Crisis Core. I think a bit of me is broken. As soon as I figure out which box my speakers are in, I will see if I can dig up that trailer online somewhere.
Origami insects
Supernatural rec
Harvester of Eyes Supernatural/Sandman. Good brotherly relations. John's off hunting what he suspects is no normal serial killer with a preference for eyes. He leaves Sam and Dean with Caleb hoping that'll keep them out of harms way... and there's always a but ^_~
Cops and Robbers
Poor Henrickson =P
The case had gone nowhere by Christmas. Every trap that Victor set, Dean Winchester and his brother managed to wiggle through them by margins so slim that they made Victor want to drink, and with every instance more questions were left behind. For every body that Dean Winchester abandoned, he also left two or three witnesses who swore up and down that Dean and his brother were the only reasons that they were still alive at all. Victor would have no problem with writing them off as hysterical, if his labs were not also telling him that impossible things followed Dean Winchester around like a storm cloud.
Wicked Little Town I think this fic is going to be utterly gorgeous in a hot i>damn! kinda way.
"Point is, you're not going to be seeing Dean for a long, long time."
Those words seem to hit home, and now Henrickson's rewarded with a shudder. The tremor starts at Sam's neck and flashes down his body. "No chance of escape, huh?" Sam's first words in the room sound small, restrained, and almost breathy, almost regretful.
Henrickson shakes his head, lets a small hint of victory flavor his voice. "Not a one."
"Okay. If you say so." And there is the confidence he's been expecting from a brother of Dean Winchester, but the words sound dangerously chilled, an unpleasant contradiction to Dean's heated sarcasm.
(that's as far as I got before I had to
Visited Lush a week or so ago, now my hair smells really really nice. I think possibly I could become addicted to that store ^_^
Also, have seen icons based on end of Crisis Core. I think a bit of me is broken. As soon as I figure out which box my speakers are in, I will see if I can dig up that trailer online somewhere.