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alexseanchai) wrote2009-09-10 11:59 pm
alexseanchai) wrote2009-09-10 11:59 pm
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SPN: 5x01 reaction & "Ride the Dragon's Wings"
Supernatural 5x01 "Sympathy for the Devil"
Okay, first? DELAWARE REPRESENT. Second? HOLY SHIT WOW.
The scenes with the fangirl were just...painful. Funny, I'll grant them that, but painful. The bad kind of pain. (Wonder what John actually kept in Castle Storage.) Not the good kind of pain, like the scenes with Nick—I do find myself wondering who killed his wife and kid and why, and my money's on a demon, especially if Lucifer is like Michael seems to be in that his supply of potential vessels is even more limited than the average angel's is. I liked Sara!Lucifer, though, shame we're not keeping that actress, she's damn good. (Also sexy.) Ep title is right on the money. It was blindingly obvious the whole time that she was playing him, especially if she arranged Nick's family's murders, but the only thing she said that might be a lie is "I don't lie". (Well, the "I loved God too much" bit, but that depends entirely on what color lenses one has on one's Christianity goggles, and, hey, atheist.)
And it must have been Lucifer who put the boys on the plane, and probably who saved Castiel's ass. No theories on why.
Bobby. When he told Sam to lose his number...it was actually reassuring that he turned out to be possessed. Terrifying too, of course—how'd he get possessed anyway? Because he's got anti-possession charms, he uses holy water on everyone he encounters—but anyway. And I'd thought the knife worked like the Colt in that it could only kill a demon if it landed a fatal hit on the possessed person. Good to know that's not true, though I suppose it's possible that the demon was only evicted.
I'm surprised Dean has a GED, not a diploma. I thought John would have made sure Dean graduated.
How'd Dean get to be Michael's vessel, anyway? Not the usual way, I don't think, not like with Jimmy and Claire, because one of the key characteristics—hell, maybe the only key characteristic—of a potential angel vessel is the ability to hear an angel's voice instead of that horrid screechy sound. Must be, they need consent, which means they need to offer full disclosure or at least something resembling an explanation, which the potential vessel has to be able to understand in order to consent to, even when 'consented to' means 'was coerced into saying yes to'. And Dean can't hear angels, we saw that with Castiel and Lucifer both. Though if it's genetic like it seems to be with Jimmy and Claire, then John must have had it too. Must have been John, because they were initially planning him to be the righteous man who broke in hell, and 'righteous' in the context of first-seal-breaking might mean 'potential Michael host' as well as or instead of actually meaning 'righteous' ('cause there's no end of ways in which these boys are not righteous). Alternately, he got made suitable to be Michael's vessel at some point during or after breaking the first seal, but I don't like that thought as much because how would it have happened and when? And why would he be suitable for Michael but not for any other angel?
Incidentally the various people who have theorized that Dean = Michael have totally been vindicated. Sort of.
The last scene...I'll have to rewatch to be sure (where the fuck, USPS, are my S4 DVDs?), but I think Sam looked more devastated by having lost Dean's trust than by having freed Lucifer. And this while Sam must still think Dean believes what Sam heard him say in the voicemail.
Can it be next Thursday please?
Also, fic!
Title: "Ride the Dragon's Wings"
Rating: Am I allowed to say PG-13 when there's an instance of "fuck"?
Summary: Sympathy for the Devil coda. Spoilers, obviously.
Word Count: 540
"I don't think we can ever be what we were, you know? I just don't think I can trust you."
"You're not you anymore. And there's no going back."
Sam's been stabbed in the back before. That felt like this does. In the way that a papercut feels like a knife wound.
He'd hoped, after Dean came for him at the convent, that that voicemail had been fake. Somehow. The Dean who left that message couldn't be the Dean who asked if Sam was all right without Ruby's blood to drink; the Dean who said he was done trying to save Sam couldn't be the Dean who'd tried again anyway.
He knows better now.
Dean pauses on the way to the car, looks back. Sam doesn't move. Can't. Living without his right arm, his right leg, his right brain and his right lung and the right half of his heart, that's like living without Dean; he learned that in the months after and before Broward County. Ruby was a crutch strapped to his shoulder, one he should have thrown away the moment his other half crawled out of the grave, but he was so used to walking with one leg and a crutch—and now the crutch is ashes and he needs to stand on his own two feet but he doesn't have two feet to stand on and he does not have his brother to lean on.
"And there's no going back."
* * *
"We're family. And no matter how bad it gets, that doesn't change."
Dean doesn't like finding out that he's a liar.
Well. Not when he doesn't mean to be. He doesn't want to have been lying to Sam from the Heaven Hilton. And yeah, he'd meant what he'd said in Cold Spring, and Sam knew it, and he knew Sam knew it and Sam knew he knew Sam knew it, and they both knew Bobby knew and Bobby knew they knew it (knowledgeable family), but if anybody knew they were allowed take-backs on words said in the heat of the moment, Sam knew. (Funny word, 'knew'.) Same fucking words, even.
But if Sam had heard Dean's voicemail—even if he hadn't, because Dean knows Sam's smart enough to realize that Dean wouldn't have come back to Sam if he meant to stick to his guns about not letting Sam come back to him, but Sam doesn't do the deleting-messages-content-unknown thing for anything but spam emails—because Sam heard Dean's apology and still sided with Ruby...
The last time Dean had felt like he was getting his heart cut out with a rusty knife—not counting in hell where it was literal—Sam had been dying with a rusty knife in his spine. And why the fuck not count in hell? Dean isn't sure if he'd have broken if it hadn't been a damn good imitation of Sam holding the blade.
But this isn't hell. This Sam is the real McCoy, and he's standing fifteen feet away instead of following Dean to the car and it's like Dean's trying to walk with only one leg, and he wants to trust Sam like someone with emphysema wants to breathe free (Sammy, I'm sorry) but he can't.
Dean takes it back. This is hell.
Okay, first? DELAWARE REPRESENT. Second? HOLY SHIT WOW.
The scenes with the fangirl were just...painful. Funny, I'll grant them that, but painful. The bad kind of pain. (Wonder what John actually kept in Castle Storage.) Not the good kind of pain, like the scenes with Nick—I do find myself wondering who killed his wife and kid and why, and my money's on a demon, especially if Lucifer is like Michael seems to be in that his supply of potential vessels is even more limited than the average angel's is. I liked Sara!Lucifer, though, shame we're not keeping that actress, she's damn good. (Also sexy.) Ep title is right on the money. It was blindingly obvious the whole time that she was playing him, especially if she arranged Nick's family's murders, but the only thing she said that might be a lie is "I don't lie". (Well, the "I loved God too much" bit, but that depends entirely on what color lenses one has on one's Christianity goggles, and, hey, atheist.)
And it must have been Lucifer who put the boys on the plane, and probably who saved Castiel's ass. No theories on why.
Bobby. When he told Sam to lose his number...it was actually reassuring that he turned out to be possessed. Terrifying too, of course—how'd he get possessed anyway? Because he's got anti-possession charms, he uses holy water on everyone he encounters—but anyway. And I'd thought the knife worked like the Colt in that it could only kill a demon if it landed a fatal hit on the possessed person. Good to know that's not true, though I suppose it's possible that the demon was only evicted.
I'm surprised Dean has a GED, not a diploma. I thought John would have made sure Dean graduated.
How'd Dean get to be Michael's vessel, anyway? Not the usual way, I don't think, not like with Jimmy and Claire, because one of the key characteristics—hell, maybe the only key characteristic—of a potential angel vessel is the ability to hear an angel's voice instead of that horrid screechy sound. Must be, they need consent, which means they need to offer full disclosure or at least something resembling an explanation, which the potential vessel has to be able to understand in order to consent to, even when 'consented to' means 'was coerced into saying yes to'. And Dean can't hear angels, we saw that with Castiel and Lucifer both. Though if it's genetic like it seems to be with Jimmy and Claire, then John must have had it too. Must have been John, because they were initially planning him to be the righteous man who broke in hell, and 'righteous' in the context of first-seal-breaking might mean 'potential Michael host' as well as or instead of actually meaning 'righteous' ('cause there's no end of ways in which these boys are not righteous). Alternately, he got made suitable to be Michael's vessel at some point during or after breaking the first seal, but I don't like that thought as much because how would it have happened and when? And why would he be suitable for Michael but not for any other angel?
Incidentally the various people who have theorized that Dean = Michael have totally been vindicated. Sort of.
The last scene...I'll have to rewatch to be sure (where the fuck, USPS, are my S4 DVDs?), but I think Sam looked more devastated by having lost Dean's trust than by having freed Lucifer. And this while Sam must still think Dean believes what Sam heard him say in the voicemail.
Can it be next Thursday please?
Also, fic!
Title: "Ride the Dragon's Wings"
Rating: Am I allowed to say PG-13 when there's an instance of "fuck"?
Summary: Sympathy for the Devil coda. Spoilers, obviously.
Word Count: 540
"I don't think we can ever be what we were, you know? I just don't think I can trust you."
"You're not you anymore. And there's no going back."
Sam's been stabbed in the back before. That felt like this does. In the way that a papercut feels like a knife wound.
He'd hoped, after Dean came for him at the convent, that that voicemail had been fake. Somehow. The Dean who left that message couldn't be the Dean who asked if Sam was all right without Ruby's blood to drink; the Dean who said he was done trying to save Sam couldn't be the Dean who'd tried again anyway.
He knows better now.
Dean pauses on the way to the car, looks back. Sam doesn't move. Can't. Living without his right arm, his right leg, his right brain and his right lung and the right half of his heart, that's like living without Dean; he learned that in the months after and before Broward County. Ruby was a crutch strapped to his shoulder, one he should have thrown away the moment his other half crawled out of the grave, but he was so used to walking with one leg and a crutch—and now the crutch is ashes and he needs to stand on his own two feet but he doesn't have two feet to stand on and he does not have his brother to lean on.
"And there's no going back."
"We're family. And no matter how bad it gets, that doesn't change."
Dean doesn't like finding out that he's a liar.
Well. Not when he doesn't mean to be. He doesn't want to have been lying to Sam from the Heaven Hilton. And yeah, he'd meant what he'd said in Cold Spring, and Sam knew it, and he knew Sam knew it and Sam knew he knew Sam knew it, and they both knew Bobby knew and Bobby knew they knew it (knowledgeable family), but if anybody knew they were allowed take-backs on words said in the heat of the moment, Sam knew. (Funny word, 'knew'.) Same fucking words, even.
But if Sam had heard Dean's voicemail—even if he hadn't, because Dean knows Sam's smart enough to realize that Dean wouldn't have come back to Sam if he meant to stick to his guns about not letting Sam come back to him, but Sam doesn't do the deleting-messages-content-unknown thing for anything but spam emails—because Sam heard Dean's apology and still sided with Ruby...
The last time Dean had felt like he was getting his heart cut out with a rusty knife—not counting in hell where it was literal—Sam had been dying with a rusty knife in his spine. And why the fuck not count in hell? Dean isn't sure if he'd have broken if it hadn't been a damn good imitation of Sam holding the blade.
But this isn't hell. This Sam is the real McCoy, and he's standing fifteen feet away instead of following Dean to the car and it's like Dean's trying to walk with only one leg, and he wants to trust Sam like someone with emphysema wants to breathe free (Sammy, I'm sorry) but he can't.
Dean takes it back. This is hell.