Anna Milton (a_fallen_star) wrote in expresslogs, @ 2012-08-05 17:29:00 |
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Entry tags: | {anna milton, {sam winchester |
Who: Sam Winchester and Anna Milton
What: Sam can't sleep and Anna wants to help
Where: Sam's room
When: Sunday evening
Warnings: None, unless halluLucifer and his snark count for a warning.
Ever since finding out about Sam's problem concerning Lucifer, she'd been trying to think of a way to stop it. She wasn't sure if it was because she wanted to make up for Cas' mistakes, having been the one to teach him in the first place or simply because she wanted to return the favour Sam had once done her. Being an angel again was rough - no doubts over that, but he'd found her Grace for her. Or he'd tried. Either way, it was a lot more than most others had done for her back then. She owed him, plain and simple.
He'd told her the door was open, but she knocked anyway, opening it slowly and quietly. For all she knew, Sam had a massive headache. Having been a victim of the occasional exhaustion migraine herself back in her human days, she knew any little thing was bound to set it off and the last thing she wanted to do was cause him any more trouble than he was already having. "Hey, Sam," she said.
Sighing, she took a chair and brought it over, sitting down in it stiffly, unable to shake the angelic posture that was now burned into her brain. It was getting easier for her to figure out which of her mannerisms were her own and which were programmed. Fewer and fewer of them scared her now that she'd had a chance to at least get used to them.
She looked around the room quietly, curious even though she probably shouldn't have been. "Is Lucifer circling me now?" she asked delicately.