[text then audio] | Backdated to not long after opening Moriarty's gift.

[baconandsnausages]

[The first is a text. He's not going to private, because the asshole will know and he knows you'll know. And is entirely nothing to do with the fact he's only seen you on encrypted message channels. Of course not.]

I'm done playing nice. I don't care what it takes, you're a dead man.

[He literally doesn't care what it takes. This is not a side of him any of the city has seen yet, and they really don't want to.]

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[There's a pause between the text going out and the audio. The audio is meant to be private, but.... it's not. He's too busy staring at the smouldering ashes that used to be his house to really work. Suddenly he's four again and it's gone, it's all gone. He doesn't feel the loss any less than the first time around - he's just so relieved the others weren't in the house - and he feels just as numb. The tone is trying for normal..... and pretty much misses it by a goddamned mile.]

I wouldn't ask unless I had to... Mom and Angel need a place to stay for [There's a sigh] God, I don't know. Can you help?

[Not that it really matters to who right now, so long as he knows you and trusts you, he might be accepting offers from anywhere he could call safe enough. For them. He's got some fucking hunting to do.]

Comments

[mouth_breather]

Dean?

What the hell just happened?

[He can't see the house, so he doesn't know, but he can hear that tension.]

[baconandsnausages]

[He's confused, but then, oh, right public text. He's assuming the text is what got attentions raised anyway. and no offense, as much as he's pretty much waving the 'number one fanboy flag' in your corner... You're new enough to not be relevant to questioning, which means you're going to have to wait or do some work to get an explanation. He nearly didn't reply at all, but something comples him to.

....Probably some form of shell-shock, as it's a rather absurd:] ...We're going to have to put off that hunting trip for a while.

[mouth_breather]

Yeah, I get that. It still doesn't answer my question, though.

[They are bros. What do you need? Kirk needs to go be captainy and delegatey.]

[baconandsnausages]

[He's rubbing a hand down his face before he answers, wincing a little as dirt and dust just smears and finds its way into the grazes from hitting the deck ground.]

It wasn't supposed to. You've been pretty damned lucky not get involved in this so far. You want a helpful hint? Don't. [It's partly a warning for stay out of this and partly a warning because apparently M doesn't like people asking too many questions. The least amount of people he can prevent being dragged into this that don't need to be, the better.]

[mouth_breather]

You know I can't.

[He folds his arms, gaze focused. He's a captain, and he looks out for his crew. His family. Dean's one of the few friends he's got in this mixed up city, and like hell he's going to let him get butchered solo.]

[Text - Open]

[jim_fixes_it]

[This text isn't private either, and it's visible for anybody to see. He wants it that way after all.]

This is what happens to people who start asking questions.

Re: [Text - Open]

[baconandsnausages]

[that makes him think he'd picked on something worth picking up on.]

I haven't even started asking questions. You'll know when I have.

Video;

[pinball_reset]

Lord Dean...are you okay? What happened?

Re: Video;

[baconandsnausages]

[the response is not immediate, He's getting in the car first. It's been dented by flying rubble and detritus, and is a window or two down. But when he answers, he's apparently found a semblance of calm. It's not a good sort of calm, it's the kind that comes before a massive storm.]

I'm fine. Don't worry about this too much.

Video;

[pinball_reset]

Like hell I'm not gonna worry. You gonna kill someone for what they did, I'd like to know who.

[And she was so glad she had a gun now...she can at least defend herself if it hits the fan.]

Re: Video;

[baconandsnausages]

[The look he gives her is hard.] Okay, let me rephrase that: This doesn't concern you. Back off.

[It's kind of for your own good, too. He's in this mess because of asking too many questions. Less you know, the better, really. Even if mostly it's just because the least amount of people he gets involved is the lesser amount he'll have to worry about ending up following his trail. In theory.]

Video;

[pinball_reset]

[She looks back, just as hard. She's not a pushover, Dean, you'll do well to learn that right now.]

Hey, I'm just tryin' to figure out if I'm in danger or not too, there's no reason to be an asshole 'bout all this.

Video

[no_love_potions]

[Hell's bells. He's not going to ask what happened, or if he's okay. SOMETHING happened, Dean's on his feet and Mary and Angel need a safe place, that's all the information he needs right now.]

Bring them by the office. They'll be safe here until we figure something out.

[Video -> Action]

[baconandsnausages]

[Well, it's not who he was meant for, but he can't deny it would make sense for them to stay with the Guardian. but.... confusion]

How did you-

[Aww, crap. suddenly the amount of replies make a little more sense.]

Never mind. Meet me outside, I want to talk to you before I get them to drop them off. [He hangs up and hares around in the car as fast as he can. The dented black beast pulls up outside with a screech of tires as he stops, slamming the door (sign number one if you didn't pick it up from the texts that he is pissed) after getting out.

The hello's, when he finds Harry, are completely skipped for-] I assume you've been doing your own line of investigation on M? Whatever you've got, I need it.

[Action]

[no_love_potions]

[And Harry's already there, standing outside of his just as beastlike truck. He doesn't really know Dean enough to pick up on the significance of the slammed door, but he doesn't need to. He can see clearly just how pissed off Dean is.]

Yeah, I have been. [He figured on the skipping the hellos part.] But you're not gonna like it.

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[baconandsnausages]

I need to see everything you've got. [The grin that crosses his lips as he continues is dark.] I think I hit a nerve on one of my leads, 'cause they all just went up in smoke. Literally. [So he's hoping something you've got makes his make sense; he doesn't remember all of it by heart yet, but he remembers enough to know what to look for.]

[Action]

[no_love_potions]

It isn't much, but maybe you can spot something I missed.

[Or maybe if they had put their heads together sooner they could have nailed this son of a bitch already. He'll hold that one back though, this isn't the time.]

It's all locked up in the office. We'll go over it when you bring Mary and Angel by.

[Because as much as he can appreciate a roaring rampage of revenge, those two are the priority.]

Action;

[was_a_hunter]

[Mary doesn't realize how long she's been standing there, doesn't do anything...just stares at the smouldering rubble that used to be their home.

Once she'd made sure Dean and Angel were okay, she let herself just stare blankly as she tried to make heads or tails of what happened. It was all gone...the only thing she was glad about was that they were all safe.]

Re: Action;

[baconandsnausages]

[He's already spoken to Harry and has found whatever small shambles of a working order he's going to have. The calm he's found is the kind he gets before the shitstorm hits.]

Harry and Orihime have both said you can stay with them. ['You', not 'we'.] I'm going to take you to the offices for now, but remember Orihime's place is always open if you need anything. You can trust her with pretty much anything.

Action;

[was_a_hunter]

Just...take Angel. I know you're going after him, I want to go too.

[Never mind the fact it's been over ten years since she's actually hunted anything and she'd probably just get in the way...]

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[baconandsnausages]

No. [You don't even get a chance to breathe before he's answering. He knew you were going to want to come. but some things a man has to do alone - especially if he's going to be eternally distracted by worrying that his mother is okay and trying to keep her from danger. Plus the fact he'd like to be able to do whatever the hell he neds to without worrying about hiding it from her.] You're not coming.

[leekspins]

[Orihime can't tell if he's contacting her or not. It seems like he is, but she's not sure. Can't hurt to volunteer anyway.]

They can stay with me.

[She's quiet for a moment, but in the end, she can't bear not to ask.]

Dean-san, what happened?

[Goes to private]

[baconandsnausages]

[Yep, that's who he intended.] Thanks. Harry's also offered, so I'm gonna take them there first. But can you keep a door open in case they need anything else? Or a change of scenery? I can't imagine the offices are going to be where they want to sleep all the time, and as much as Harry's alright, I'm still not keen on the idea of trusting magic. [Mind you, right now with them, he's not trusting much of anything.

Clearly you've got him by the time he's rebooted, but she knows him well and should be able to tell there's definitely something off. Not just because, you know, there's no mention of himself in that whole thing.

He puts the conversation onto a private line.] M happened.

[Private]

[leekspins]

M...?

[Orihime's never run into him personally, but she knows exactly what he's done to people around here. If he's looking for a place to put his family, she can kind of guess what happened, and it leaves an ugly feeling in the pit of her stomach. Why is he going after Dean?]

Yes, my door's always open. You can stay here too! Actually, you probably should.

Re: [Private]

[baconandsnausages]

I'm going after him. I obviously found something he didn't like, and it's about time someone went after this asshole properly.