upstairsbrain: (but there's no air in my lungs)
† SAM WINCHESTER ([personal profile] upstairsbrain) wrote in [community profile] sirenspull2012-08-01 12:05 am

† THREE [voice] - backdated to about the 16th.

[ Well, he's taken some time to mull over what Magento told him about his time in the Port: the time he doesn't remember. And thinking it over, trying to reason it out, searching for a shred of memory to explain why he'd done it... nothing like that had worked. So, finally, the younger Winchester comes over the feed, his voice almost jerky, mechanical. To many, it may seem like he's just tired, but to those who know him well... ]

Sorry about being M.I.A. If anyone needs me, I'll be around. I'm taking a sort of--

[ He trails off, and then clears his throat. ]

... Anyway. I'll be back soon.

[Private to Dean Winchester:]
I'm not going to be at home for a few days. Don't tell Mom, alright? I don't want her to worry.

[Private to Castiel:]
Can we talk? In person?
failedparenting: (89r: Point)

voice; private; daddy will be really really sad about it later

[personal profile] failedparenting 2012-08-01 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
What the hell is wrong with you?

[Okay, he gives up on that. But if Sam could see his father right now...]

You always do this. Fucking cut and run when we need you.