( They pull Geralt for questioning a day after they pull Dean, not that either of them know it. Geralt wasn't on the short list of folks he'd bothered to send a brain-text to, not because he's hiding anything from the guy, it's just not a big deal. It's two days, who gives a crap? Aside from, you know, the people in his life that love and care about him that are concerned for his well-being, but other than them, who gives a crap?
It's just two days.
Two days.
Two long... gruelling... boring... annoying... restless, relentless, trapped, not hunting, not killing, not burning off the energy, not moving, stuck, days. He's gonna lose his entire goddamn mind.
It's early morning on day two that they escort Geralt to his cell, and he may be surprised to find he won't be alone in it. Sprawled out on one of the uncomfortable bunks against the cell wall is Mister Dean Supernatural, who lifts his head slightly when he hears footsteps. Curls up just a few inches to peer suspiciously through the bars, only to look faintly bemused by the radiant blonde hair that comes into view on the other side.
They unlock the cell door to let Geralt in, and Dean offers him a little sup nod and a two-fingered wave. )
Hope you don't want bottom bunk, because I've been workin' on a shiv for about six hours now and I will fight you for it.
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It's just two days.
Two days.
Two long... gruelling... boring... annoying... restless, relentless, trapped, not hunting, not killing, not burning off the energy, not moving, stuck, days. He's gonna lose his entire goddamn mind.
It's early morning on day two that they escort Geralt to his cell, and he may be surprised to find he won't be alone in it. Sprawled out on one of the uncomfortable bunks against the cell wall is Mister Dean Supernatural, who lifts his head slightly when he hears footsteps. Curls up just a few inches to peer suspiciously through the bars, only to look faintly bemused by the radiant blonde hair that comes into view on the other side.
They unlock the cell door to let Geralt in, and Dean offers him a little sup nod and a two-fingered wave. )
Hope you don't want bottom bunk, because I've been workin' on a shiv for about six hours now and I will fight you for it.
( Howdy, Gerald. Fancy seeing you here. )