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The Lone Wanderer ([personal profile] vaultpaladin) wrote in [community profile] savevoid2014-02-03 09:10 pm
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[closed] I come back to haunt you

CHARACTERS: Lone Wanderer ([personal profile] vaultpaladin) and Cas ([personal profile] indecadence)
DATE: February 3, 2014 (Week #14, day 4-5)
RATING: PG-13 for gore, mentions of disturbing themes
SUMMARY: LW wanders into 1408 and gets a nice glimpse into things she wanted to keep buried. Cas comes to the rescue.


[Against all better judgment, she supposes the hotel is probably the best place to stay at for the moment. She's got her things, though - a backpack with medical supplies and other various items - and she supposes hiding out in a room wouldn't be the most boring or unsafe thing to do at this point. Something's wrong with this town, and that's plain enough to see. Even with an insatiable curiosity, she's more than willing to sit this one out.

The guy at the front desk is just as odd as the rest, smiling, offering her an envelope with a key in it like she's already rented out a damn room. She shucks the key out, glances at the number, and heads on up. It's clean enough to shock even her, the walls pristine, the carpets spotless, and she even longingly glances over at the pool as she passes, wondering if she could find a bathing suit and take advantage. When was the last time she relaxed? When was the last time she was able to unwind, enjoy things as they were?

But that line of thinking is too dangerous. As she heads up, she snaps off a text to Cas. She wonders if they can meet up if he's close, recuperate, and she can see what he's been up to.]

At the Overlook. You nearby?
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[personal profile] indecadence 2014-02-04 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The last few days have been exceptionally rough. Perhaps not so much as the time before this, when they'd been dumped into space and had been forced to fight for their own survival and suffer the consequences of madness. He's killed, and that is nothing terribly new. He's done much worse, but it's wearing into his bones and making him tired. There's paranoia burning at the edges, and he's strung tight, cautious to move around so readily when he should. In fact, he hadn't left the hotel much for varying reasons. So, when he gets the message, it seems to anchor him back into reality.

He'd thought about her and then-- Castiel shakes his head of the thought and replies instantly. ]

Yes. I can meet you in the lobby. [ Which is where he'd been walking toward in the first place. ] If you want.

[ Or wherever she'd like to meet. He always has time for her, and Castiel is actually more than ready to spend time with her, to try shaking off whatever was beginning to build beneath his skin. ]
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[personal profile] vaultpaladin 2014-02-04 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[She catches his message when she's in the elevator, groaning at herself for not waiting. Oh well, she'll drop her things off and head back down to see him.]

Give me a minute to dump my stuff in my room. I'll be right down.

[So much for grabbing a quick shower before seeing him. But he shouldn't mind; he's from the same sort of world as her, dank and dangerous, and resources limited. He'll understand that she's been through enough shit in the past few days to not ask too many questions about her dirty clothes from running and hiding from monsters. And if he's had any ounce of the trouble she's had, she knows he won't mind.

Once out of the elevator, she jogs to her room just down the hall.]

Unless you're closer. Where are you right now?
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[personal profile] indecadence 2014-02-06 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's actually several floors up, but he'd assumed it would be a safer place to meet--far more open, wider and easier to maneuver in case they needed to make a quick exit. It hadn't been so terrible when he'd been with Dean, but that had been over twenty-four hours ago. Castiel touches the watch and presses his mouth thin, considering what to tell her. ]

Upstairs. What room are you in?

[ Because it would be just as fast that way as well. At the very least, if they met up, they could talk and explore what hadn't been explored so far in his stay there. At least he could rely on Evelynn more than a lot of others in this place. ]

I'll meet you there instead. [ Mind made up, he turns and decides to take the staircase rather than the elevator. ]
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[personal profile] vaultpaladin 2014-02-07 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Upstairs is vague enough. She stops and glances around, as if Cas might be nearby but... Idiot. Like he'd really be right there. She shakes her head at herself and quickly types out a response as she heads to the door of her room.]

1408. I can't believe this hotel has that many rooms.

[She should wait until he's come upstairs to have a right conversation with him. Shoving a hand through her hair, she slips the key into the knob and unlocks the door, tossing her back inside at the door frame. Her guns come off and she tucks them beside her bag, by the wall, and she takes a look around the room. It's quaint, clean, somewhat homey. There's portraits on the wall - a little tacky, if you ask her - and plenty of space. God, she's tired. It'd be nice to relax.

Evelynn turns back to her device and sends off one last text.]

I'll see you in a bit, then.

[She ducks into the bathroom to splash some water on her face and clean up before he arrives. The door closes behind her and, unbeknownst to her, locks tightly.]
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[personal profile] indecadence 2014-02-13 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's almost a fond sort of smile that graces his face when he reads those messages, not bothering to reply as he makes his way down the steps. Castiel isn't terribly far, so he manages to make it to the room - 1408? - in less time than he normally would. Granted, he's always eager to spend more time with Evelynn, glad to know that nothing terrible had happened thus far. These adjustments took too much out of them sometimes, and while Castiel had no qualms about protecting himself from the threats that inevitably arose, he wonders just how long he can make it through when others he's grown to care for are so distanced from him.

He thinks about telling her, always honest in a way he never could be with anyone else, and then, as he reaches the door, thinks otherwise. They are what they are; he doesn't want to give it a label.

Quietly, he knocks. Since he's there, there's no point in messaging her either. She knows he's going to show up, has never dismissed her requests as she has never denied his. Several seconds go by, and he pauses, hand hovering over the door. ]

Evelynn? [ He knocks again, waits. ] It's, uhm. It's Cas.

[ If she doesn't answer this time, he might have to do something about it. How could so much go wrong in less than five minutes? He knocks once more. ]
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[personal profile] vaultpaladin 2014-02-14 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
[She hears the first knock from inside the bathroom and quickly turns off the faucet. Scrubbing her face clean with her hands in lieu of a towel, she heads over to the door.]

Coming, just a second.

[It doesn't occur to her that the door is closed and locked, or that she hadn't meant to allow either to happen. But when her hand settles on the knob and she can't turn it, she begins to grow suspicious. She twists it and fishes out the key, trying to pry the lock open.]

...Hold on, Cas. The door's stuck.

[The keys go back in her pocket and she searches her belt for the bobby pins she carries around so often, hoping maybe those will prove more helpful. Piece of shit doors. But the bobby pins, too, don't seem to work; in fact, one snaps off in her hand as she tries to pry the lock open.]

Shit.
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[personal profile] indecadence 2014-02-24 08:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[ At least he can still hear her, so that quickly eases some of the tension working straight up his back and into his hands. He rests a tightened fist on the door as he considers the possibilities. If the hotel is trying to toy with them somehow. It's not out of the question; nothing is. For a moment, he stands and contemplates it before deciding to act. ]

What's happening?

[ He can make out that slight snap, her curse. It doesn't ease him in the least. ]

Should I try it from this side?

[ He could lean his weight against it, see if the door gives. Perhaps kick it in. He'd never been very adept at picking locks, even though he'd repeatedly tried his hand at. Adequate if it was simple, but hardly the best. Castiel rests both hands against the door this time. ] Tell me what needs to be done.
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[personal profile] vaultpaladin 2014-02-28 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know.

[Her voice is steely, more angered than frightened. She's gotten out of worse jams and so long as he can hear her... Things aren't too bad yet. Evelynn presses against the handle and tries to move it. It feels like iron, incapable of bending. Her eyes lift to the door.]

Maybe? Yeah, give it a try.

[Better that both of them give it a go. She ducks back to her bag in the meantime and starts looking for her extra bobbypins or even a wrench to use if she's thought to find one.]
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[personal profile] indecadence 2014-02-28 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The frown continues to deepen as he examines the door. He tries the knob too and finds it in a similar state, refusing to budge. If breaking it in doesn't work, they could always attempt to remove the hinges. It's not the most creative way to open a door, but it might work. Which, as it is, is what they're resting on at this point.

Castiel braces himself and leans heavily into the door in an attempt to test it. When it doesn't move, he draws back and rocks against it. Rather hard. ]

It's not working.

[ There's the frustration now, hating how something as simple as a door is standing between them. If he'd been useful as he had been years ago, this wouldn't have been a problem. Then again, he doubts he would have grown to care about her as much either. ]

... what should we do? [ Maybe he could find someone to help them break the door down. ]
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[personal profile] vaultpaladin 2014-03-01 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[No shit it's not working. Evelynn stares at the door as if she could move it with her mind, the entire situation beginning to grate on her like pins in her spine. The hotel can't be this faulty, some paranoid part of her mind insists. But she tries to unlock the door just the same and ends up breaking two pins before she gives up.]

I don't know. Give me a minute to think.

[Her eyes go to the walls, to the ceiling. The bathroom doesn't have a window, oddly enough, or she might be slightly inclined to try... But they're on such a high floor that if she fell, there'd be no going back. Maybe she can break one of the ceiling panels and crawl out.]

There's... There should be a fire extinguisher, maybe even a fire axe, down the hall. If not on this floor, maybe on another. But we can use that.

[She goes over to the small table and moves one of the chairs to just beside the door.]

I'm going to try to open up a ceiling panel.
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