"Where is my mind" [meme inspirations]
Aug. 26th, 2011 12:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
It seemed like it should be straight out of Dr. Sexy or some other medical drama (preferably with hot residents and interns). Or the man would think if so if he remembered it better. Right now he couldn't really remember much of anything. His head felt sore, and there was a telltale lump on the back of his skull suggesting a likely concussion. Still he wished he knew what might have caused it. But currently he had important matters to find out about. Like where was he go. Why he was dressed in a button down dark blue shirt and jeans with a canvas jacket over top. Why his wallet had credit cards with multiple names on them.
And oh right, which of the names if any, was his. See he was having a little trouble remembering who he was at the moment. Along with just about everything else. Maybe he'll get some answers if he keeps walking down the street and look for clues.
And oh right, which of the names if any, was his. See he was having a little trouble remembering who he was at the moment. Along with just about everything else. Maybe he'll get some answers if he keeps walking down the street and look for clues.
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Date: 2011-08-27 12:29 am (UTC)Which was exactly what he'd been doing when a familiar figure got brought in with a concussion. After he'd promised the resident dinner and in return gotten the pharmaceutical equivalent of a blank check, Thomas followed the trail that Dean had taken until he found the room, and leaned lazily against the open doorway.
"So what'd you do to yourself this time, sweetheart?" he drawled.
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Date: 2011-08-27 12:39 am (UTC)"Uh sorry pal. Think you got the wrong room." He studied him a little.
"Have we met?"
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Date: 2011-08-27 01:43 am (UTC)Thomas raised an eyebrow and stepped into the room. "Have we met?" he echoed, grey eyes sweeping over Dean from head to toe. "I'd certainly say so, darling."
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Date: 2011-08-27 02:11 am (UTC)"Wait, wait, you mean me? And you?" He gestured between them. Did he go for guys or girls? Granted the other guy was good looking, but he could have sworn interest in the female doctor who checked him over before.
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Date: 2011-08-27 04:28 am (UTC)"What do you think?" he drawled, the Hunger's subtle influence twining into every syllable, rounding his words and beckoning. "Or should my feelings be hurt that you don't remember me, Dean?"
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Date: 2011-08-27 06:42 pm (UTC)"I'm really sorry, man. I didn't even know my name till you said it."
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Date: 2011-08-28 03:05 am (UTC)"Doesn't explain how you ended up here all alone. Did you break up with Sam again?"
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Date: 2011-08-28 08:49 pm (UTC)"Broke up? And I don't know what happened. Woke up here."
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Date: 2011-08-29 02:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-29 02:25 am (UTC)"No, there's nothing..." He then grew quiet as a few flickers surfaced. Flickers of flame, a warm weight in his arms.
"Take Sam outside and don't look back."
"There was a fire. Had to keep safe."
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Date: 2011-08-30 03:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-09-01 01:07 am (UTC)"I feel ok, no reason to stick around here."