[For the Winchester Brothers] Not Doing a Lunatic Dance Yet...

[77th_emo_earl]

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Titus tilts his head a bit and rises as Dean stands up. "Your brother knows much about this matter of trouble? He would not think me mad once I described to him these frightening circumstances?" he asks. Considering the kind of hereditary madness that seems to run through the Groan line, it's likely something he's concerned about, even if he doesn't know what's the cause behind it. "I am not adverse to it: in something like this, I suppose that I need all the assistance that I can obtain. Lead me where you will."

So, continued from the night of the Morgoth attacks. Shall we go for a Titus-Dean-Sam arrangement?

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Sounds good to me!

[surfaceshine]

"Family business." Dean smiles, a bit tight, but Titus would probably have to know him better than he does to notice it very easily. The elder Winchester has been false-facing 90% of the time for years, and he does so now as he begins to walk - first stiffly, and then more smoothly as his muscles loosen back up - towards the door. "C'mon, he's probably in our room, or the library. We'll see what we can do once we're all in the same room."

Dean will take Titus straight up to the room he shares with his brother, and only because he has someone with him does the hunter bother to knock on the door a splitsecond before he opens it.

"Sam? You home?" It's not his joking voice, not the high-pitched yoo hoo! tone he would've used just to rankle Sam a bit. Instead, there's a little bit of an edge to his speech that will probably advertise that he thinks he's hot on the trail of something important to anyone who knows him as well as Sam does.