Art Masterpost for @cdrcrossoverbang.
If you like the Altered Carbon, you're gonna love this.
@tiamatv and I are very disorganised partners, but all the best shit comes outta chaos... right?
Everyone tells Dean that he's a hero of the Protectorate. He's enough of one that when his sleeve--his body--died in the final battle of the Envoy Wars, General Michael himself found Dean's stack and brought him home. He got his soldier ass slotted into a brand spankin' new sleeve, cloned fresh just for him. (And the faces Sam makes when Dean says he's been 'rehymenated?' Fuckin' amazing.)
Life is--should be--good.
Except Dean can't remember most of the war that got him his commendation for valor. He sees butterflies that aren't there. He dreams of a woman with serious blue eyes and stern, beautiful mouth, standing in a field surrounded by lifeless sleeves, all with Dean's face.
It's fine, though. It's fine.
Except one Envoy survived the wars, and they're running around in the body of a NeoChristian named James Novak. Well, Dean and his squad know just how to handle Envoys and sleeve thieves. He's got this.
