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Um... well...

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.

[He's quiet for a long moment, anxious.]

What if he —

What if he's saying I need to go back?

No.

[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?

[It's all good, Nami. He figured that'd be your response.]

... I don't know.

I've been, uh... asking him, but...

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Do you trust him?

[Trusting God. Well, it's a concept.] I mean, what if he's just pissed you let this Darkness out and is telling you that you deserve to be back there?

[And if your answer to that is in that case maybe I do then so help her, Sam.]

... I don't know. I mean, the guy's an ass. And he sucks at handling his creation.

[And he didn't bother saving Sam or Adam and left them to rot.

But. You know. Sam gives benefits of the doubt where they're not due.]

But this Darkness, it is his sister. I think he benefits from not facing her wrath. Locking her away, y'know? So... even if I'm not sure if I trust him, I know we'd both have... intersecting interests.

[......ah. Well. Shit.]

God's sister. So as powerful as your God, then? [That is a power scale that would be daunting even to Luffy. She bites her lip. Logically, this doesn't make sense.]

Doesn't that mean he's probably the only one who can match her? [And you think God expects you to solve this problem? But still, maybe by dint of letting her out Sam can somehow shut her back in...? It doesn't add up, but then she doesn't have all the pieces.]

What about the other three angels? Are they still around?

Two are locked in the Cage — Lucifer and Michael. The other two are dead.

So we're working at half power at what originally locked her up. But I mean... I don't have much else to go on, other than what's happening in my head. I just don't know if God'll show himself. He didn't bother showing up when Lucifer was threatening the Earth. Dean and I and a few others — like Cas — we kinda dealt with that all on our own.

But...

Maybe this could be more personal.

I mean... This is his sister. His sibling. You know?

[She hadn't realised there was a third occupant down there, and she frowns.]

What's Michael like? He's not... is he like Lucifer?

[Maybe you're meant to go see him and not the devil.]

[He's quiet for a moment, then shrugs it off with an awkward sort of smile.]

Aaaaah, well. He had his fair share of stress relief through torturing, too.

Turns out he didn't much like me accidentally dragging him in with me. I don't know how much better he'd actually listen, either. They both wanted the same thing, to a degree.

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[Do you see this face. Do you. See those keywords.]

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...

[Yeah. Give me a second so I can get this calm, neutral voice.]

You were stuck in a cage with two people who hurt you over and over for two centuries. And you think god wants you to go back there?

[Guh, don't give him that look, Nami... :(

He puts his hands up, as if trying to comfort her concern with the gesture.]

I know... I mean... It wouldn't be the first time I did something uncomfortable for the sake of — everything, you know? [UNCOMFORTABLE HE SAYS. But he's trying to be less worrisome about it. Is it working.] This is a... big problem, and I don't want to just discredit it because it —

[Scares me to death.]

— makes me nervous.

Sam...

[Reel it back. This is old news for Sam and he's not stupid, and if he wants to treat this like it's no big deal she'll just--

-- be pissed at him actually, or the situation in general, be very concerned but let's deal with the bare facts here. She pinches the bridge of her nose.]

These things were hateful enough to hurt you for that long a period of time. There's no way in hell [sob pun not intended, though maybe an edge of ghastly humour to hysteria may trickle in] that either or both of them is going to help you. If you're really getting sent down there by God, then he's deliberately throwing them a bone.

Have you thought about that? Maybe you're a price tag on them assisting God?

[He looks away from her, lulling into a thoughtful silence. Pissing Nami off wasn't on his list to things to do, but he isn't surprised. How else do you reply to something like this? He'd be freaked out if his friend told him this kind of thing, too.

He speaks softly, carefully.]

I know. It could cost me, I know that. But... if it's true, then this could be the way we stop this. I know it's not my job to always be there and fix things. But I -- I was part of breaking the lock on her. If people die, it's on me.

[Though Sam usually makes the argument that lives are always on him despite whatever the situation is, but this time he thinks it's indisputable enough that she can't exactly deny it's otherwise.]

... They could help. This Darkness -- it puts them in jeopardy, too. It's their enemy, too.

[She's keeping a lid on it, and truly she's not angry at you, Sam. Just... angry at the whole shitfest. It hurts to think about going through it all over again, maybe. It was horrifying enough to realise it happened the first time, y'know?]

I know. You're obviously thinking this through, and I don't-- [She's not there, this is surface scraping, he knows how his world works, she doesn't. She trails off, and then adds more quietly, a little pleading.]

It just feels like you're being set up. Do you have to go back into the cage to talk to them? Can you-- talk from outside?

...could you send someone else they don't want to mangle into pieces to negotiate? It's not about hiding, just... keeping the field as neutral as possible.

They're capable of mangling anybody who goes in there, Nami. I can't endanger anyone I know with something like that.

... Maybe I could figure out a way to talk with them. Outside of the Cage.

[He says it to at the very least give Nami some peace of mind.]

[There's the smallest of eye rolls because she knows damn well what she was asking of you there, Sam.]

I'm not suggesting someone else to keep you safe. I'm suggesting someone else to get a better answer from the assholes you're trying to negotiate with. [Though yeah, staying safe is a nice side effect, but she'd never suggest Sam throw someone else under the bus. She wouldn't do that either. But Sam, they just want to use as a chew toy. Someone like Cas, maybe they'd actually listen.

Who knows. Stepping in over her head again.

......she runs a hand down her face.]

Whatever you do, just... make sure of it a little more. This whole thing reeks of trying to set you up.

I'm not gonna argue it doesn't reek, because it does...

I'll wait. See what else I'm shown, before I do anything. Just be sure.

Good. [She'd say she trusts you, Sam, and she does. But you also have this distressing habit of throwing yourself to the wolves, so...]

So when you finally work out what's going on, you need to drop by and satisfy my curiosity. [And, y'know, that you're still alive. So there.]

[He gives a small salute.]

Aye, aye, cartographer.

I'll be careful. Pretty sure Dean won't let me do anything too insane, anyway.

[We don't talk about 10x23, okay.]

Debatable. [Dryly. Dean doesn't make good judgment calls from what she can see. But he is protective, so. Maybe.]

You ever want to hash this out any more or just vent, I'll be around.

I know you'll be.

Thanks, Nami.

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