Pretty big trouble. Same as usual. But... we'll figure something out. [He sighs, smile fading. He's not really much for leaving Nami out of the loop, because she and Rei, they were pretty much the people he admitted just about anything to. At least in regards to home, anyway.]
Refresh my memory. How much did I, uh... tell you about. After Gadreel possessed me.
After G-- [For a moment she just looks incensed, until memory kicks in. He did mention--] Was that the angel? If you tell me you've been possessed more than twice I might have to hurt someone.
Nami I'm the possession bicycle of the show, sorry.]
But — uh. Yeah. It was after Lucifer. Dean and Cas... helped get him out, and Dean decided to go off on his own after him. [It was a bit more traumatizing and horrid for Sam than it sounds, but you know Sam.] And he did something that was — a little stupid.
[This look, Sam. You're a sassing jerk, but she knows a deflection when she hears one. But you know what, she's gonna shelve that for now so she doesn't distract them both from the point of this conversation. (Again.)
She does tend to pay attention, by now, to what Sam doesn't say about things. Traumatising and horrid is par for the course, right?]
Stupid as in left his wallet at home, or stupid as in world-rendingly dumbass?
There was a... very strong demon - a Knight of Hell - who had been trying to take over Hell itself; it's not much of a good thing. The ex-king of Hell who wanted his throne back, he told Dean there was a strong weapon that they could use to take out this Knight. So... they went to meet Cain - the world's first murderer. He had a special blade - the one he used to kill his brother in cold blood, given to him with a special mark on his arm, given to him by Lucifer himself.
[Ah, yes. Wading through a bunch of new information about Sam's world is always fun. She chews that over for a moment. There's obviously a depth of knowledge here that goes with actually being savvy on Sam's world, but no questions asked?]
Well... Let's just say it wasn't good. He was... a little out of control.
[UNDERSTATEMENTS, EVERYONE GETS ONE, HERE YOU GO!]
I, um. Eventually, it turned him into a demon. Basically... twisted everything good and human and made him dangerous. Uncaring. Not my brother anymore, really. [He clears his throat, trying not to focus too much on that day — the day Dean died, yes, but also the day he brought Dean back from it, back home. The hate there, the vitriol. You sucked the life out of my life. He knows it was all just to rattle him, but it doesn't mean it didn't hit him hard. And hurt.] I managed to catch him, get him back home. It was kind of scary there for a second, but I got him cured.
Except the Mark was still there. Not only would it never let him die, but if he did, he'd become — that thing again. So... we — We started trying to figure out ways to fight back against the Mark.
[He rubs his eyes, sighing. And then he just goes for it.]
But there wasn't much coming up. Um. And Dean was... He was losing hope. He was losing, you know? It's hard to fight something like that so hard, for as long as he did. He was getting tired, and I was watching him slowly unravel from it, so I... I found a way to cure it — this book. A book that could unlock any curse, remove the Mark, but it had a price we weren't sure of yet. Dean didn't want to do it. But I couldn't do that all again, you know? I couldn't lock my brother up in some dungeon, spend year after year knowing he was locked in there like — that. So I...
[He deflates slightly.]
I looked into it behind his back. Cas and me and a friend, we started to work on translating it.
[She's remarkably still and quiet through this explanation. For Nami, anyway; she bites down on the desire to interrupt and ask for more, fill in the gaps, because it's a rabbit hole. It always is, with Sam.
And she cringes at the unknown price, but... it's his brother. Family. Nami has berated Luffy any number of times for not cehcking facts and consequences before diving right in to something, but she's never stopped him and she's never judged him before it after the fact. So... she's not about to start now. Just... brace herself for where this is probably going.]
...that time you came back to Adstring drunk to hell with a broken arm. You said you'd been looking for Dean.
[It's all she says. What she wonders is: did he break it?]
It wasn't Dean. He didn't -- no, he... It was fine. He'd been mouthy, but he didn't even get the chance. [Cas swooped in and stopped it from going into murder story mode. Thank god for Cas.] I'd come back after curing Dean. It was... tough on me, going all that time looking for him, and when dealing with him like that. No. Uh, I broke my arm while I was looking for information. For him. Different demon.
[He breathes in, is quiet.]
When we finally figured out how to get rid of the Mark, Dean had been... downward spiraling. He was trying to make deals with Death himself, you know? When I finally found him... I -- eventually, I agreed to what he wanted. I was going to let Death pretty much remove Dean from earth. To where, I don't know. But... Dean decided not to go through with it at the last second.
During all this, Death told us not to remove the Mark, but by the time I realized, Cas and the others were already completing the ritual to remove the Mark. Apparently, removing it... is actually like breaking a lock.
[That's a relief. Not that she'd actively be angry at Dean if he was the one who did the breaking-- not in his right mind at all-- but at least it wasn't at the hands of his own brother.]
So... you got rid of the Mark and this Darkness thing got summoned? Another huge giant cloud of death?
[It's a weak joke, and she mainly makes it to make sure he knows she's not judging him. But there are parallels to Diereadh there, given what Dean said.]
She started out as a big evil cloud, I guess — she's got a shape now, though. We've been trying to track her down and find a way to kill her, but as she is now... she's strong. Really strong. It took Lucifer and a few other archangels of his strength to lock her up at the dawn of mankind.
[Sam Sam you might not have a choice you know what will happen if I go home and say "by the way, Sam is fighting evil things back home?"
AN INVASION THAT'S WHAT
But she lets it go for now, because they're both stuck on the Fleet anyway. Only a small sniff to show she disagrees with his decision, because honestly, her attention is immediately taken with that other thing.]
From God.
I hope he's less of a pain in the ass in your world than he is in mine. What do you mean visions?
I've been getting visions of — from the Cage. Lucifer's Cage. I feel like he's... trying to tell me something about it. Like the answers could be there. After all, Lucifer was one of the four angels that put away the Darkness in the first place.
[It's an answer that might be so like Dean's on that same subject, but Nami sucks in a breath after, reigning in her kneejerk are you nuts? And there's more information here she didn't have. Lucifer was meant to be the devil, and the Darkness is more powerful than he is. By far. That's ... fantastic.
So intsead of following that up with nope, denied, or don't be stupid, she takes a breath and says evenly:]
That's pretty vague, Sam. You'd think he'd give you more information. Go back to do what?
Sam is in some parts hesitant to talk to his brother without fear of hitting some kind of wall of continued arguing, but he's also itching to hurry the hell up and get over this hump. They're not going to agree, at least not as is, but they could at the very least ignore it and carry on.
So he sends Dean the location of the little generic bar, the one Dean's probably seen or been in with the blue neon sign that is at the very least very well-maintained. For being a den of drunkards and annoying prat aliens who don't realize you're hustling them at pool.]
I've been at the datary. Library. Whatever you want to call it.
I'm gonna be starting a shift soon, though, if you want to come in.
[ Ignore it and carry on is practically their motto, after all. If they stopped speaking every time they argued... Well, they wouldn't be brothers then, would they?
And it figures Sam was at the library. Once a nerd, forever a nerd. ]
Course I do. Wouldn't want to miss seeing that apron in person
Pretty close to where we dock. Just about five minutes. It's the smaller one with the big blue sign that is thankfully fully functioning. Can't miss it.
[You probably hit it up, but the usual guy is a big grumbly man who isn't one for conversation. That's why they hired Sam, you know. Very outgoing when you put a task in front of him to be outgoing.
He's there when Dean shows up, already rolling up his sleeves. He looks like he just got into a fight during a hunt, lightly bruised up, with a scabbed cut on his jaw and a preference to work more with his left than his right hand. Apparently he has plenty of fighting to do around here. :|;;]
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