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Bunnymund ([personal profile] bringinghopewithme) wrote in [community profile] goneawayworld2020-09-19 03:02 pm

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Who: Bunnymund, Sam Winchester, and Dan Sagittarius
What: Sam Winchester and the Family Business Bunny attempts to pick up a scent trail, enlisting Sam and Dan to watch his back.
Where: The West side of the Rig
When: After Tenten and Setsuna's assault.
Warnings/Notes: It's a murder investigation, with the possibility of assault.

Bunny is not nearly reckless enough to go hunting down a supernatural killer by himself right now. If he were at full power, he probably wouldn't stop for backup, but as much as it infuriates him, he's not. Calling in Sam might still be underkill for this investigation, but Bunny's current list of trusted adults who can possibly get away from whatever is skilled enough to get the drop on Tenten and rip a man's heart out of his chest is . . . well, it's one person long.

So as he runs to the southwest corner to meet Sam, he's still mulling over ways to mitigate the risk of a duo tracking investigation that might run them up against a monster.
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2020-09-19 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Dan doesn't know how people live like this. The uniforms, the corporate codes of conduct, the "I say jump you say how high" of management - Dan's pretty sure he's developing a rash or something from it. At the very least, he's developing some strange sleeping patterns, which he's hoping the obligation and structure of a night watch will alleviate somewhat.

Regardless, he's not sure what time it is - funny how growing up in a bunker didn't bless him with a reliable internal clock - but he's exploring all the parts of the rig that aren't locked off because he may as well know the lay of the land before he tries to serve any function here.

He perks up and stands aside as Bunny runs down the same hall, giving space.

"Hey, you." He greets Bunny with a smile.
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2020-09-21 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I like to think of it as proactive compromising with monsters with occasional force," he says plenty spritely, but it's true; he's not a fan of the killing part, and avoids it whenever possible. Some hunters are bloodthirsty and looking to take out whatever bad childhood trauma they had on someone else; Dan likes to believe in the power of love and friendship and all that nonsense.

Which isn't to say he can't effectively work his way around a shotgun or baseball bat or wrench or hand grenade or, you know, whatever.

He lowers his voice a little. "The thing people were talking about on the radio, I'm guessing?"
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2020-09-21 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I have a feeling the protocols here regarding our safety ain't quite adequate." Dan's tone starts to match Bunny's. This is a gig, or the closest thing to it you get in this corporate hell. This is something with clearly delineated tasks, goals, villains, potentially saved teenagers.

"I've never met a risk I didn't want to meet." His smile now is a little grimmer. "I don't know Sam yet, but I don't know much of anyone yet."
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2020-09-21 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I prefer to have a bludgeon on hand," he admits, honestly. "Usually I use a baseball bat, but really, it's all the same in terms of what you target. I'm happy to take your club."

Dan joins into the invitation with a certain level of gravity, like as much as he's chipper and optimistic, he does know what the stakes are and is willing to regulate to meet them.

"What information do you have that I need so far?"
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[personal profile] fromfryingpantofire 2020-09-22 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
He'd been getting ready as best he could. Which, unfortunately, wasn't much. The only weapon he'd had with him when he arrived was in the hands of their Evil Overlords(tm).

So Sam contents himself with waiting for Bunny to arrive, turning over what it could be in his head. It had to be something that would blend in with the population of the Rig but something that was strong enough to take out Tenten. So, of the things he knows about, he's mostly whittled it down to demons and shapeshifters. Which doesn't mean it's either one, but having an idea of what he might be looking for helped.

He looks up when he hears steps coming closer. More than he's expecting. Sam shifts into a ready fighting stance, ready to defend himself if it's not Bunny. Then relaxes as Bunny comes around the corner. With somebody else. He pauses, straightening up and looking the new guy over. "Hi."
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2020-09-22 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Hi!" Dan sounds as chipper as possible with that voice that sounds like a pickup truck dragging out of a gravelly driveway. He waves his hand a little. "I'm Dan. I hunt monsters."

It's a decent enough introduction, right? Not even remotely incorrect, and leaves Bunny plenty of room to go in deep about the actual threat here, which Dan has emotionally already shuffled into "will kill" territory.

"Bunny gave me a cudgel already," Dan explains.
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[personal profile] fromfryingpantofire 2020-09-24 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Sam takes the cudgel from Bunny, offering a quick nod to the new guy. Dan, apparently. "I'm Sam. And same."

It's easier to trip him into 'kill it' territory. That's been so much of his life, really.

He listens to Bunny, taking an experimental swing with the club to make certain of the weight and balance. Pretty much perfect, which is what he sort of expects from the Easter Bunny.

"I'm good with those possibilities and those procedures." He would never leave his brother behind unless there was no other way forward. He won't do it here, either. "I'm in the wrong business if I wasn't prepared for pain."

And Bunny had seen that Sam has been through worse than the corporation could likely dish out.
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2020-09-25 01:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Pleasure, Sam." Competent-looking kid!

Dan listens attentively to Bunny's ground rules, only fiddling with the cudgel slightly; he's always had a great ear for memory, and there's nothing Bunny says that he disagrees with, bar two exceptions, one of which he'll bring up without interrupting and the other he'll just quietly sit with because he knows himself and he knows how he is*.

He shrugs at the mention of Punishment. "Might actually be something interesting around here for once."

Has Dan mentioned how much he hates it here? He hates it here. He's so bored. Who knew that being zapped into another world with people from all around the multiverse or whatever would be so incredibly claustrophobic, regimented and tedious?

"I do want to bring up one thing - it's not that I think you're wrong, Bunny, but just want to make sure we have an open mind about it - we keep saying "it", but especially if it's a Suit, there may be more from wherever it came from. The Rig's a big place and Corporate ain't exactly straightforward with us on a good day."

Dan's demeanor is significantly more muted and serious now, and it makes more sense now that he's the kind of person who'll hunt a monster than when he's looking peppy and a little ditzy.

"Let's get to it, then. Lead the way, pal."

*No unnecessary risk-taking. He can't promise that. He should, but, well.
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[personal profile] fromfryingpantofire 2020-10-02 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Not impossible that it could be more than one of them. I'd rather it was a single one, though. Nests are a bitch to clear."

Sam pauses, then glances at Bunny. "Uh. Apologies for the language."

Because part of him can't stop remembering that Bunny used to be terribly small and cute. And also because he's the Easter Bunny and it feels a bit like swearing in church. Not that that's ever stopped him or Dean, but still.

He follows Bunny along, glancing over at Dan as they go along. Not that he doesn't think the guy can take care of himself. And he carries himself a bit like a hunter. So it could definitely be worse. Though he'll have to wait and see Dan in action before deciding more.

"Not surprised. If this were home, I'd be placing bets on it being a shapeshifter. But I don't know that we have any silver to be able to check them and...well. There's a lot of those corporate ass...erm. Jerks. More than we want to be testing."

If the door is locked, there may not be much they can do. Sam's out of his usual kit.
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Hope this is good!

[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2020-10-02 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"If Bunny's got a problem with the language, this is going to be a damned short-lived partnership between the three of us."

So. They really are hunting a monster.

"Silver? You kill a shapeshifter with- oh, wait. Different worlds. In mine you got to burn the corpse of the original form they stole." Great. That means no common lore, no ground rules for any given monster type they run into - if they run into anything either of them are familiar with at all.

Lots of "ifs", but Dan likes those odds. The worse the odds get, the more he likes them.

Dan bites his lip and teases one corner of his mouth to the side looking at the lock. If it's a typical lock, he can probably figure it out with fifteen minutes and a paperclip. If it's something technological...well, he hasn't properly warned Bunny and Sam that he can't do just about anything with computers, or that he can't read, well, anything, and looking back that's probably something he should have in fairness mentioned as a liability. But it seems like it would be a bad time now; all that matters is that when it comes to electronic locks, Dan's hopelessly out of luck.

With one exception.

"Here, let me try something." He slides the ID card from the cafeteria worker he was absolutely flirting with earlier today, and absolutely feeling up, and absolutely stealing the keychain off of.

No response.

He tries again, and there's a flash of green, like this time he finally got the right angle. The door opens.

"They're gonna zap the shit out of us for this, aren't they?" he says, grinning at his compatriots.
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[personal profile] fromfryingpantofire 2020-10-03 10:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Shapeshifters have to keep the person they're imitating alive, or they don't have access to the memories needed to pass." He glances over at Dan with a half smile. "One of these days, we should sit down and compare."

This is all familiar in a way that little has been since he's arrived. Sneaking around where he shouldn't be, trying to avoid people who would only cause problems. Still, with Bunny and Dan, it feels a bit like hunting with Castiel and Dean.

Well. Castiel would have left a lot of unconscious bodies in their wake instead of just hiding, probably.

Not that Cas was doing much at the moment.

He shakes his head as they make their way into the Executive Lounge, frowning at the decor and thinking. "So, whatever this is? Seems to be pretty high up the food chain around here. I'd guess probably middle management. Somewhere easily overlooked." Nobody paid attention to middle management, after all.

Sam glances around the doors, then pauses and goes more methodically, eyes flicking from left to right in order before starting over again. Finally, he nods. "First door would be my choice."

Did he maybe just do an 'eenie-meanie'? He absolutely did.
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2020-10-03 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Telepathic shapeshifters. Fascinating...and scary." Dan doesn't like that at all. One of the few saving graces of shapeshifters in his world is that they're absolutely terrible at blending in; rarely do their homework, surprisingly shitty at improv. What kind of shitheel world does poor Sam have to deal with that they have straight-up bodysnatchers?

He pokes around the Executive Lounge while Bunny sniffs the trail, looking for any trace of which exit the thing took - if it took an exit. More than once Dan glances up at the ceiling and checks under the furniture. Dan doesn't have Bunny's sense of smell, but he's good at tracking; only problem is that he's good at tracking outdoors, not in the weirdly swanky areas of a management suite. He comes up dry.

Ultimately, random is probably as good an idea as anything.

"Staying together to go through the first door? Works for me."
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[personal profile] piper90npcs 2020-10-05 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
The door opens and the scent is... fresher. Not like the murderer walked through this door in specific, but they definitely went by here. And possibly even only a few minutes ago. The problem is that the grand hallway behind this door?

It's packed.

They blend in for all of five seconds, with a mother telling her daughter, "And when we surprise Mommy with it, you can tell-" before being cut off by the eight year old's horrified shriek at seeing the Easter Bunny.

Heads swivel. The mother screams as well, scooping up her daughter and dashing down the hall. An angry and frightened babble starts and people start rushing every which way, with the only ones making their way towards the trio being serious looking men with hats, bulky jackets, and wires leading to their ears.

In a world where Stuff sends out every twisted variation of life that can be imagined, a New Hire looks about as New as the next warped creature of fantasy. Security closes in, tasers drawn, shouting orders for the three to raise their hands and go to their knees. They know the trio aren't New. But that doesn't mean a New Hire gets to go by in an area they're not cleared for.

Even if they're tracking a murderer.
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[personal profile] fromfryingpantofire 2020-10-06 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Sam's been through this drill a few times in his life. He lets the club drop before raising his hands, seemingly resigned. Really, it was only a matter of time before they got caught. It just happened a little faster than he would have liked.

Still. "You guys know it's happening. We're here to stop it, whatever it is."
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2020-10-07 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
Well, shit. This may have been the right door, but it also seems to have been, unfortunately, the exact wrong door.

Dan's reaction is almost identical to Bunny's when he hears the kid scream, his body seizing with sudden action that's only cut short when he sees that the kid isn't in danger, just...not a fan of rabbits, he guesses? In a way, getting charged by security is a massive relief, because at least that means the people in immediate danger right now are three grown-ass guys and not the little girl clinging to her retreating mother's neck.

As he drops the club, Dan uses that famed sleight of hand to quickly also drop the ID and kick it into the scuffle of the crowd; it's one thing to be caught somewhere you're not supposed to be, and another to be caught somewhere you're not supposed to be with clearly pilfered credentials. And he puts his hands up where security can see them, glancing at Sam and Bunny.

"Fellas," he says to the advancing guards; somehow he's not feeling lucky about their chances of talking their way out of this, no matter how adorable the three of them are. "I think y'all might be in danger, and it ain't from us. Let's just make sure everyone gets through this night alive."
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cw: shock collar punishment in this thread onward

[personal profile] piper90npcs 2020-10-08 08:10 am (UTC)(link)
The sea of security guards parts and in walks Dickw - Washburn, shaking his head at them and tsking as he walks in, straightening the lapels of his suite.

"Boys, I'm disappointed. I assure you, Jorgmund cares deeply about the safety of everyone on the rig and that is why our security team is on top of tracking down the...intruder everyone is looking for."

He shakes his head.

"There was no need to break into an area you weren't supposed to be in. Rules are rules, healthy boundaries are important for our continued working relationship."

He sighs.

"You've left me no choice but to be a little more... strict in enforcing them." It's only after the room is completely cleared of everyone but himself and security that he takes out the fob. For just a moment, he hesitates, hand shaking.

Avoiding looking at Bunny, specifically, he clicks the button, initiating a Level 1 Violation shock. One minute doesn't seem like a long time but at that pain threshold it feels a lot longer.
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[personal profile] fromfryingpantofire 2020-10-08 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Sam has been tortured by professionals before. After all, he'd spent at least 180 years at the mercy of two archangels who were bored and got tired of picking at each other.

But, for all that he remembered it, Castiel had sacrificed his own sanity to give Sam his own back. The memories were there, but faded. Something that he could acknowledge but didn't really have on his mind most of the time.

But the memories were there. Which was why he clamped down, teeth grinding as he kept the curse words swallowed back. Lucifer and Michael enjoyed his reactions. They would keep their attention on him and not Adam when he refused to give them anything.

It's only a minute, but it feels longer before the pain ends. Sam leans against the wall, cradling his arm a bit because he hadn't been able to control his fall. Nothing major, probably just bruised, but it hurt. But it gave him something to focus on other than the twitches still jangling down his nerves.

"You don't even know what you're looking for," he points out between gulps of air. "Bunny can track it better than you can. Dan and I have more experience than all of you put together. This is part of why we're here. Protecting people. Let us do it."
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2020-10-08 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, that hurts like a bitch. Dan knows pain, and this isn't most severe he's ever experienced, but agony has a funny way of completely obliterating the part of your mind that remembers old experiences and the fact that you've survived them. He's on all fours and shaking when the shock ends, and when he manages to get back to his feet he immediately takes Sam's cue and leans on the wall.

"Ain't no reason for this to be-" Dan coughs on some saliva he aspirated during the shock- "adversarial, Mr. Washburn. We're trying to help, not break any rules, and if we got a little overenthusiastic, that don't change that Bunny's got the thing's trail. At least let him talk to the people you got tracking the intruder."

Please, Dan thinks, sustaining eye contact with Dickwash as best Dickwash will allow. If they can't appeal to Dickwash's humanity - and Dan reckons that's loser's odds there - maybe they can appeal to the reptilian social climber in him.

"The faster this gets brought in, the better this looks on you for using your assets resourcefully." Dan twitches, not just from the shock but from the fear that he might have just played his hand.
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[personal profile] piper90npcs 2020-10-09 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
Washburn hesitates for a moment, clearly considering the consequences of not bringing the attacker in sooner. But the rules about where New Hires can go are definitely hard rules.

"Our company president is a stickler for certain rules." An interesting admission, that the president would micromanage that much. "We'll take your concerns under advisement. We did just bring in some tracking dogs and we'll bring them to this area to start tracking down the scent right away."

He signals to one of the security agents, who murmurs about the dogs to someone over a walkie talkie, making it clear he's not lying about immediately following up.

Then he signals to the other security agents to see them out.

"But I'm afraid you have to go back to assigned areas."
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[personal profile] piper90npcs 2020-10-09 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
Washburn, a father, suddenly looks stricken because yes, this is an inroads to his sense of empathy. Maybe he can't empathize with grown men or talking rabbits or aliens, but it was two human-looking little girls that got hurt.

Girls only a few years older than his daughter.

But his daughter isn't here on the rig, she's in the Livable Zone with her mother.

But if she was here, like those girls have no choice over being, she'd be at risk. Just like the children of rig staff are currently at risk of this thing.

Bunny gets another zap but it's a stun zap this time.

But...

"I'll...speak to my superiors and see if they'll allow more collaboration with the New Hires on this issue due to your unique skills."

He's not lying that he'll actually ask.