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"This is Sam -- just leave a message, I'll get back to you."

 

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[angelofthevored]

Hello, Sam.

1) 26 hours ago
2) Not anymore
3) I did, with little success.

[texting is so fuckin convenient]

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[collegedropout]

Jeez, what took you so long? No, wait, I'm guessing you've been reading a lot.

You're all caught up on the crazy crap going on, right?

[I mean, that's the swank thing about having Cas as a bud. He's well-read.

But also — man, he's so happy to be having a conversation with you.]

[angelofthevored]

As much as I can be.

Are you still soulless? [do i need 2 come perform yet another soulonoscopy on u bud]

[collegedropout]

[HEAD IN MY HAAANDS]

Oh god don't even bring that up, I've done enough damage to my relationships.

It was just a glitch, I went back to normal. They do that here.

Uh, do you remember Adstringendum at all?

[angelofthevored]

[Yeah and don't think that 'glitch' bullshit doesn't put Cas on edge!!!! He's very not pleased with this place, dude]

No. The only thing I recall before waking here is being back home with you, Dean and your mother.

A woman named Makie said this place isn't kind to my memories. Just assume I remember nothing.

[collegedropout]

Oh man, I don't even know where to begin. I guess I'll just keep it simple, and let me know if it jogs your memory: You, me, Dean, we were trapped in a place called Adstringendum at one point, which had some weird universal pull that teleported things out of their perspective universes. And there were a ton of really powerful gods called the animus who liked to torment us for trespassing on their turf.

I was there for about a year and a half, but you'd been there for many years, trying to get a ritual perfected to send everyone home. A lot happened [he's not gonna mention you mercy-killing him or his soul getting consumed by a big evil death cloud okay] but eventually we got things done and everyone got to go home and do some world jumping.

Aaand somewhere a little later, I ended up here in the Drift Fleet. so.

You know. Winchester curse.

[angelofthevored]

[you always use............so many words, sam

SO MANY words]

Yeah I don't remember that.

[angelofthevored]

So by your estimation you've been away from home for how long?

[collegedropout]

Oh, not super long. I went back for a short time.

And then came back here.

If you want the amount of time I've been outside of our universe... uuuuh.

Four years now? Give or take.

[Yeah bro, there's 4 whole unaccounted years of Sam living elsewhere.

It's like Helltime, but without the horrible agony and torment!]

[angelofthevored]

It's strange that I wouldn't notice the changes in you upon your return. Although we could be from alternate dimensions.

[collegedropout]

It's more than possible, yeah. I mean, we've already been in alternate dimensions back home to some degree, so they're a Thing. It could be even just the slightest difference. I personally remember Adstringendum when I go home, so that's still there for me.

Do you remember me talking about pirates with rubber skin and hooves and bad tempers?

[angelofthevored]

No Sam, I don't. I don't remember anything from before being home. [Seriously like he loves this family, but the amount of times they make him repeat himself]

[collegedropout]

[likewise you can be so annoying, damn your dry sass]

I just mean — even if you don't remember, maybe I remembered back home. You might've thought I was speaking in tongues or something. But, uh, welcome to alternate universes you can't get out of yet? It can suck, but it's not the worst we've dealt with, right?

[angelofthevored]

[YOUUUU JUST SAID YOU DIDN'T REMEMBER RAMIEL!!!]

If you were speaking in tongues I would understand it.

[Alternate universes though, YAWN. Well, yawn-ish. It's annoying he can't get them back home immediately but there's probably something they can do about that later]

[collegedropout]

[oh my fucking god]

Okay, okay. So we're from different threads in our universe.

Um, I guess I should fill you in on a few key things.

First, there's a demon here named Crowley. Wrong demon though, totally different guy.

[angelofthevored]

Right, I saw that. [Immediately accepted, moving on. ...honestly he's glad it's not their universe's Crowley, and not for the usual reasons. He's still not sure what to make of him breaking the lance like that.] I was here before, two versions of me. The same with Dean. It seems as if of our universe, you've been the only constant.

[collegedropout]

I should've known it'd take you five seconds to learn all that.

It's been an... interesting time, juggling different universes. Promise me you won't get into pill popping and blunts and yoga.

[He still feels immense guilt about endverse, just so you know. After all, it's his fault. Or a Sam's fault. But also, to make things worse — the two had gone home to an early grave. It's not something he's been able to escape dwelling on (but who is shocked that Sam Winchester has a medal in dwelling?).]

[angelofthevored]

I can't promise you anything.

But I'll make a sincere effort. [Yeah he found that a little weird anyhow. He's glad he doesn't live in a time where that becomes an understandable coping mechanism for him. ...though he could also argue that abusing narcotics and trendy health routines is preferable to what he has done.]