Sam Winchester (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
collegedropout) wrote2013-08-12 09:53 pm
collegedropout) wrote2013-08-12 09:53 pm
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IC Contact.
"This is Sam -- just leave a message, I'll get back to you."
"This is Sam -- just leave a message, I'll get back to you."
[He hesitates very clearly at that.]
You don't know?
You don't know?
What'll you do once you know?
[Considering he likes being soulless, Sam's not sure he'd even fight about it, really. Still, nice to ask for the sake of it.]
[Considering he likes being soulless, Sam's not sure he'd even fight about it, really. Still, nice to ask for the sake of it.]
Huh.
... What does it say about me that your soulless self just tried to murder me then?
[ TREAD CAREFULLY, SAM. ]
... What does it say about me that your soulless self just tried to murder me then?
[ TREAD CAREFULLY, SAM. ]
... Why'd he try to kill you, again?
[Sam is using his Soulless Sam filter right now.]
[Sam is using his Soulless Sam filter right now.]
It was during the door event. It was the... keys, I think, that he wanted.
But like hell I was letting that jerk run loose.
[ No offense, dude. ]
But like hell I was letting that jerk run loose.
[ No offense, dude. ]
... Well, if he hadn't wanted the keys, he probably would have hit on you, too.
[He clears his throat.]
People without their soul tends to work on a To Do List. If they have other objectives, they usually handle those first. And then... y'know. Natural. Pleasures.
[silently screams]
[He clears his throat.]
People without their soul tends to work on a To Do List. If they have other objectives, they usually handle those first. And then... y'know. Natural. Pleasures.
[silently screams]
Kill them.
[It isn't that he cares, and he certainly doesn't want his soul back, but it's the simple matter of someone screwed with him, and to Dean, that means they should be punished for it. A natural consequence for screwing with a Winchester.]
[It isn't that he cares, and he certainly doesn't want his soul back, but it's the simple matter of someone screwed with him, and to Dean, that means they should be punished for it. A natural consequence for screwing with a Winchester.]
[ ...snrk. ]
Natural pleasures, huh?
Well, knowing that I'm hot enough to be hit on by soulless people is a confidence booster at least.
Natural pleasures, huh?
Well, knowing that I'm hot enough to be hit on by soulless people is a confidence booster at least.
Sam, we need to talk immediately. In person. It's important.
How important, exactly? What for?
[ sue him if he's a little weary, especially as is. ]
[ sue him if he's a little weary, especially as is. ]
I've never been foolish enough to ask you to trust me. But you want to hear this. Ezekiel is from your future. He cannot be trusted.
Edited 2014-02-24 19:10 (UTC)
[That's... not good. And really, he's not worried about Naomi fucking with him. He's already dying, and she wouldn't gain jack from it. Even if he's bitter about what she'd done to Dean... there's no ignoring that.]
I can make it to the outskirts of the Temple.
I can make it to the outskirts of the Temple.
[SIGH SIGH FRET]
Dean, you'll get yourself killed. And then you'll have a death penalty to worry about.
Dean, you'll get yourself killed. And then you'll have a death penalty to worry about.
[c-cough]
Soulless people know how to pick 'em, I guess.
Soulless people know how to pick 'em, I guess.
[He doesn't waste any time on moving, though he's still a little shaky on his legs; the healing is doing well, giving him a little more strength. He'll be there to meet her within one or two minutes. His anxiety levels aren't exactly normal, what with this mystery angel who apparently will try to heal him and now Naomi telling him to meet her.
This could be bad. Really bad.]
This could be bad. Really bad.]
[Naomi is standing at the edge of where she can go before hitting the warding when he gets there.]
Sam.
[The greetings and pleasantries over, she taps him on the forehead and transports them elsewhere- inside the Cathedral, where there's a desk and a chair that she gestures for him to sit in.]
Have a seat. [He'll want to be sitting for this.]
Sam.
[The greetings and pleasantries over, she taps him on the forehead and transports them elsewhere- inside the Cathedral, where there's a desk and a chair that she gestures for him to sit in.]
Have a seat. [He'll want to be sitting for this.]
[He makes an unhappy face at the change in scenery. I didn't ask for this.
But eventually he sits.]
You teleport me, don't touch my head.
[He doesn't like when angels tap him on the face, of course. With good reason.
But at least he agreed to meet.]
But eventually he sits.]
You teleport me, don't touch my head.
[He doesn't like when angels tap him on the face, of course. With good reason.
But at least he agreed to meet.]
[It's actually the only way of teleporting him with the slight power nerfing in Adstring, but she doesn't argue. It's enough that he's here.
She sits down.]
I'll start at the beginning: Ezekiel is dead. He died falling from Heaven, as did many others, without ever meeting you or Dean.
She sits down.]
I'll start at the beginning: Ezekiel is dead. He died falling from Heaven, as did many others, without ever meeting you or Dean.
Edited 2014-02-26 08:45 (UTC)
[Sam's brow pinches, and it's clear that, even in his poor health, his mind is working quickly.]
Then that angel who healed me is using his name to hide himself. Why would he do that?
Then that angel who healed me is using his name to hide himself. Why would he do that?
It should bother you. Do you seriously want to have a penalty like blindness or paralysis doing something that won't change anything?
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