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Post by Sean Sullivan on Jan 21, 2014 1:01:15 GMT -5
"I like the view I have," Sean said, matching Destiel's grin. That lay had been more needed than he realized, and he felt much more confident and sure of himself. He reached for the bottle for another drink. "You stopped dancing, though, that's a little sad." Leaning against the table watching his partner's slow motions would be quite a nice way to spend some time.
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Post by River Savage on Jan 21, 2014 1:04:17 GMT -5
"I'm ready to go outside," Destiel said, as though that explained everything. "Ever been on a roof before?" He stepped outside and, wearing nothing but some ink and a grin, climbed up onto the balcony rail. It took some concentration to turn around, but bare feet gripped perfectly well.
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Post by Sean Sullivan on Jan 21, 2014 1:09:51 GMT -5
"What?" Sean asked. However confident he might have been feeling, he wasn't about to head out on a balcony, much less a roof, completely nude. He slid on a thin layer as he walked across to the balcony, bottle still in hand. The chill air raised the hairs on his sweaty skin, but it felt good. "You're absolutely insane! Come on, I'm not getting on a roof."
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Post by River Savage on Jan 21, 2014 1:17:34 GMT -5
"Suit yourself," Destiel said. He'd just prove he could do it, see what he could see, and come back in. It wasn't a big deal. Unless he fell, which was where his adrenaline kicked in. "We can f~ again if I don't die." His grin came back as he judged the distance to the roof's overhang, bent his knees, then took a leap across the balcony. His hands caught on the edge of the roof and he hardly felt the scrape against his palms as he pulled himself up, muscles working overtime. Somehow he made it. "I'm alive so far," he called.
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Post by Sean Sullivan on Jan 21, 2014 11:54:05 GMT -5
Sean laughed and shook his head. "You'd better stay alive, I want that f~," he returned. He leaned back against the balcony rail to peer toward the roof, much more interested in the bottle in his hand and Destiel's antics than joining the man on the roof, of all things. "Aren't shingles all rough? Don't they hurt your feet?"
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Post by River Savage on Jan 21, 2014 12:48:13 GMT -5
"With a view like this, I'm not feeling it," Destiel said. He'd stood and he could see so far in every direction that it was amazing. The club was lit up like it was on fire, and he thought he could just see the school past the roofs of the little towns between.
As he stood there, the urge to jump caught at him. It would be an unbelievable thrill for a few seconds, and his heart started to pound thinking of it. He went to the edge of the roof and looked over. What was past the balcony?
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Post by Sean Sullivan on Jan 21, 2014 12:52:23 GMT -5
"You climb around on roofs often? Part squirrel or something?" Sean teased. He really needed to do stuff like this more often. Even if he wasn't willing to go completely wild, this was more fun than he'd had in ages. Better, as far as he knew it wasn't going to stop any time soon. "And don't you fall, I don't want to be cleaning smokin' hot up."
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Post by River Savage on Jan 21, 2014 13:06:34 GMT -5
Destiel's gaze jumped from the far-off pavement to Sean, and the annoying little voices who'd been alternately pleading and threatening him shut up. What was a three-second thrill compared to all the fun he'd have if he left the roof alive? His body stirred, and the decision was made.
"I've done it before," he said, finally answering Sean. "But this is the best view I've had." He jumped back down to the balcony, landing in a squat. A little pain was nothing against all the fun he was having. He stood before his ankles had stopped protesting the fall, and reached for the wine.
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Post by Sean Sullivan on Jan 21, 2014 14:03:42 GMT -5
Sean handed over the bottle, freeing his hands to find Destiel's hips again. "Well, you're much more adventurous than I am," he said. "I'd just be scared of falling, besides, plenty of fun to be had with my feet on the ground. Or my back on the bed, for that matter." The Sean a couple of days from now was going to have a field day trying to figure out how he'd managed this confidence.
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Post by River Savage on Jan 21, 2014 14:17:36 GMT -5
Destiel had a long drink that ended with a grin. His body stirred again and he pulled back his arm, launching the wine bottle into the air. It tumbled over itself, wine spilling out in spurts, until it disappeared into the darkness. There was a crash, as though something had fallen over, the shriek of a cat, then the barking of dogs set off in a chain across the town. Destiel reached for Sean. "Let's get you on your back," he said, grinning. Or on his front. Or leaned over something. Or all of the above, as the whim struck.
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Post by Sean Sullivan on Jan 21, 2014 14:26:32 GMT -5
Sean grinned and shifted eagerly into Destiel's arms, though even through the haze of confidence, alcohol, and pleasure he managed to work them at least off the balcony. The bed was secondary, it didn't particularly matter to him, and once inside he went along with Destiel's encouragements. It was easier to be vocal this time without prodding, though he doubted it would be a permanent change in his personality. He experimented a little, giving back some of the teeth and nails he'd been given during their first round and ignoring the exhaustion that crept up until the end.
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Post by River Savage on Jan 21, 2014 14:45:23 GMT -5
Destiel fought sleep as long as he could, but sunrise found him out cold on the bed all the same. He started out sprawled across the sheets, then slowly curled up against the edge of the mattress.
River opened his eyes.
Things were unfamiliar, and more so since the last thing he remembered was scrawling a note on a piece of parchment. It had been an apology about not making it to town because his migraine had him all but bedridden. He'd closed his eyes and opened them on a totally different room, in a totally different position. He was lying on a bed, but it wasn't in his dorm room and wasn't in the hospital wing. And he was naked.
He had a bad feeling about this, but as he scrambled up, told himself over and over, You're not crazy. You're not crazy. All evidence to the contrary, he had to believe it. He ached, from his head to every muscle in his body, and as he looked for his underwear, he realized that these weren't his clothes. None of them were familiar, and half of them wouldn't have fit if he'd tried.
He had an even worse feeling as he looked back at the bed. What had happened? Please let this be a nightmare. He knew better though, and as he struggled to put on the clothes that fit, sadly nothing more than jeans and a jacket, he tried to recreate the night. He'd bet his brother had something to do with this. He headed for the door, but in his hurry, knocked against a small table with a darkened lamp. The former shook, and the latter toppled to the floor with a sharp crash.
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Post by Sean Sullivan on Jan 21, 2014 14:51:11 GMT -5
Sean jumped awake, drawing in his widespread limbs and picking up his head in surprise at the sudden sound. His hair was all mussed from sleep and his eyes took time to focus. "What's goin' on?" he managed before his eyes settled on Destiel. "Tryin' to run out on me?" he asked with a lazy smile. "I thought you liked it, maybe even enough for another go this morning." He was still asleep enough that some of the confidence from last night bled through.
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Post by River Savage on Jan 21, 2014 14:56:59 GMT -5
River's eyes were wide with horror, with fear, with shock, and with denial. "My... my brother," he said. "Destiel, I don't know what he did, but I'm not him, I'm River." He doesn't know you as River, a voice said, and it scared him even more because it was inside his head and it wasn't his own inner voice. He knew his thoughts, and this was something alien.
You're not crazy. All evidence to the contrary. "This is a joke, right?" It was his voice coming from his mouth, one with no confidence, one so unsure of itself that it couldn't be sure of anything else. It was his hands in front of him. His hands, with scrapes against the palms and dirt beneath the nails. He stared at them as though they were alien, too.
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Post by Sean Sullivan on Jan 21, 2014 15:00:59 GMT -5
"What?" Sean turned and pulled himself up to sit on the edge of the bed, sheets pooled around his hips and thighs. "No, you're Destiel. And you said that you're Ezra's brother. What are you getting at?" A pair of identical twins with the same or similar tattoos, he could believe. But three of them? Two of whom had switched places in the middle of the night? That was too much.
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