[Dean, as per usual, has been full of network and communicator fail; he just keeps getting pissed off and, well, that's not useful to anyone. In between chewing people out, he's been mostly keeping to himself, though; it's the tail end of his death toll, he's back to a normal, functioning state of being, he can ignore the last few twinges, but there's no motivation to really get back on his feet.
Doyle's attempts at hovering are not, in and of themselves, enough in the end.
So he's there in his room, oblivious, when there's a noise on his door like a home invasion; and he's slower than normal when he opens it up anyway without pausing to check, and gets a chestful of reanimated sweatergirl for his trouble.
With a surprised, wordless sound, the hunter closes arms that know what they're about around her before his brain can catch up to what's going on; he sounds and feels dumb when all he can find to say, slightly disbelieving, is:]
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2/2/13 06:25 (UTC)Doyle's attempts at hovering are not, in and of themselves, enough in the end.
So he's there in his room, oblivious, when there's a noise on his door like a home invasion; and he's slower than normal when he opens it up anyway without pausing to check, and gets a chestful of reanimated sweatergirl for his trouble.
With a surprised, wordless sound, the hunter closes arms that know what they're about around her before his brain can catch up to what's going on; he sounds and feels dumb when all he can find to say, slightly disbelieving, is:]
Cass?