jimmy novak

[frompontiac]

Look, just-- would you let me go home?

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[sinsparrow]

They're never so generous as that.

[frompontiac]

Why not? What's so wrong or difficult or whatever about it?!

[sinsparrow]

[ she makes a helpless shrug of her shoulders ]
As far as I can tell, they only make their own lives more difficult with their fascinations. It's a sadistic kind of pleasure, playing at being tiny gods. [ there's a hint of bitterness in her voice, but mostly she is quietly resigned ]

[frompontiac]

My life isn't a game!

[hunting_trip]

Hey, man. Listen- I'm... I'm sorry, dude, but I don't think that's in the cards.

[frompontiac]

Huh? Dean? What are you... what are you talking about? This isn't one of those bridges again, is it?

[hunting_trip]

I really don't know, man, but... Seriously, the last time I saw your face, it wasn't pretty. I mean, the situation. Objectively, your face was fine, I guess.

[frompontiac]

What--okay, wait, what exactly is 'not pretty' for you? Because-- what happened?

[hunting_trip]

I- Shit, it's a really long story, man. Like... Lord of the Rings long. Like Titanic long. What's the last thing you remember?

[frompontiac]

Castiel... He went back into... into me--

Probably, uh, probably a long shot but... do you know if they're alright? My- My family.

[hunting_trip]

[Shit. Of course Jimmy'd ask. He sighs, passes a hand over his face.]

No, man, honestly, I don't know. The world's gone straight to hell. Straight to purgatory, if you wanna be specific. I haven't exactly been keeping tabs.

[somegomad]

[He blinks a bit. That... isn't Castiel, even if they look similar.]

I think the best you can hope for is her not sending you anyplace else. Well... at least that's how it is in the headspace I'm in.
Sorry.

[frompontiac]

I don't want to just-- to just do what she tells me to do. I'm the one who has to deal with all of this, why can't I decide?

[somegomad]

[A shrug.] A lot of people try to. Never gets anywhere though.

[frompontiac]

Still worth a shot, don't you think?

[somegomad]

[No, not really. You respect those in power, those who came before you, those above you, those greater than you. And you obey.]

Sure, I guess. And even if I didn't think so, that wouldn't stop you from trying.

[frompontiac]

[Once upon a time, he would have agreed. But he doesn't anymore. Comets don't understand people, and don't deserve to be bowed to just because they leave a trail of stars behind them where they go.]

Funny thing happens when you try. Sometimes... sometimes it works.

[somegomad]

[And here's the thing. Some peoples aspire to be comets. And those peoples children are supposed to want the same. Still. This makes Koschei think of other things and other people, and standing up for yourself for a change. That, he'll support.]

Definitely more often than not trying.

[custardfishsticks]

Do you need a lift? I coud- I mean, if you want.

...
Give you one, that is.

[frompontiac]

Wait, really? Just like that?

[custardfishsticks]

Well, yes. And why not? I don't see them stopping us, do you?

[frompontiac]

Not that I don't-- I really appreciate it but-- I don't know, things usually aren't this simple for me. Uh, anymore, I mean.

[custardfishsticks]

[A shrug.]

Three impossible things before breakfast! Here's your first. Of course I could make it complicated if that'd be easier for you - that seems a bit backwards though doesn't it?

[frompontiac]

Only three?

[He's been carting around a comet for more than a year. But moving swiftly on.]

No, uh, let's skip that bit. They'll probably just... pop up on their own.

[custardfishsticks]

Three for beginners. Ah, but you're not a beginner, are you?

[Not. Sure. Whether. To. Ask. ...you know what, let's just move on!]

Yes, you're quite right, they do do that. I'm the Doctor, by the way. Nice to meet you.