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Andy Gallagher is not the droid you're looking for ([info]brain_ninja) wrote in [info]mirage_rpg,
@ 2008-10-30 22:33:00

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Entry tags:andy gallagher, arrival, complete, day 20, sam winchester

DAY TWENTY
Who: Andy and Sam
What: Andy Gallagher arrives on The Planet
When: Day 20, mid-afternoon
Where: Garden
Rating: TBD but it'll be dependent on language, likely.
Status Complete



Somewhere between "demons" and Sam's thinking aloud as he paced the room, Andy had grown tired. Wherever the hell he was, it must've been a long trip, because he was completely exhausted. Then again, he supposed the scare of being almost clobbered with a two-by-four by a guy who probably made most men look ridiculously small in comparison coupled with the what-the-fuckery of it all probably didn't help his situation an awful lot.

He crossed his arms on the dusty wooden table in front of himself and laid his head down. Surely, the others wouldn't mind too much if he took a nap. It wasn't like any of them were going anywhere anytime soon. At least, not as far as he knew. He sure as hell wasn't, anyway; the last one who tried to leave -- Lily, he thought her name was -- wound up hung by a noose from a freakin' clock tower. Forget frigging Frontier Land, this was like being in a horror movie that Andy wanted very badly out of...as soon as physically possible. Besides, Sam had laid salt lines and it would seem that being inside them was the only way to stay safe. So, yeah, he wasn't going anywhere and doubted if they were, either.

Before he knew it, Andy had drifted off.

He woke with a start, complete with a loud sniff and a gasp. The feeling he'd had when he woke up in Cold Oak was the same feeling he had now. He didn't even need to look around to know that something wasn't right and he wasn't, as they say, in Kansas, anymore. The fear settled deep into his belly immediately, but when Andy sat up and looked around, he was confused.

The greenest grass and leaves Andy had probably ever seen were decorated liberally with some of the brightest colored flowers. Their sweet smell wafted lazily through the air. A...garden? Yeah, a giant freakin' garden. What the hell?

"Jesus, not again..." he muttered to himself as he stood and looked around.

It was quiet. Too quiet, actually. He couldn't even really hear any birds chirping, which, you know...that was a little weird, right? Normally, the quiet was nice, but in this case, he could make an exception. Twice in one day falling asleep in one place and waking up in another? Really?

The sun shined brightly above him and it was a little hot. Slipping off his hoodie, Andy scratched the back of his head. "What the hell...?" he asked, looking around in the other direction. "Where...am I?"


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[info]psychic_sam
2008-10-31 12:26 am UTC (link)
Sam had decided to thoroughly check this place out, just so he wouldn't miss a possible clue that might help him to get off this hunk of rock. Maybe he'd run into someone interesting too; who knew. He doubted that there would be something in the garden but it never hurt to look. He didn't have much else to do anyway.

Wandering in, hands jammed in his pockets, he saw someone nearby. He raised a hand in greeting as he walked past, then jerked to a stop. Wait a minute..., his mind told him.

Sam took a better look at the person and a shocked expression came over his face. "Andy?" Now things were getting freaky. He'd seen Andy dead. How could he be alive again?

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[info]brain_ninja
2008-10-31 04:42 am UTC (link)
Still disoriented, Andy saw movement, but was unable to fully process the fact that it was another person. He whirled around to face the sound of the voice. It was familiar, but not in the way where Andy was able to place it right away...more in the way that he knew he ought to be able to, but his brain wouldn't fully recognize the sound. Much to his simultaneous relief and surprise, he found himself face to face with Sam Winchester.

Letting out an airy huff of laughter, Andy immediately relaxed. Sam was here; Sam meant safety, to Andy, these days. Still...

He tensed again as the reality that they were definitely not in the same place as they had been before he'd fallen asleep settled in.

"I hate to be repetitive but...what are we doing here?!" he found himself asking before he could really stop himself. If they'd all been moved, there had to be a reason and from the experience he'd been having thus far today, that reason was probably not positive. Andy tensed again. "Where's Ava? Uh, and Jake?" He paused. "What is this place?"

The questions came out rapid fire, one right after the other with only the short pause between asking where the others were and where they were. He couldn't help it; Sam always seemed to be on top of things, so who better to ask? At least he didn't have a chunk of wood poised to knock Andy out this time...

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[info]psychic_sam
2008-11-07 04:08 am UTC (link)
Sam paused for a moment, wondering if it would be a good idea to tell Andy that he was dead in the moment Sam had come from. He opted not to. "Uh, Ava's... Ava's dead, actually. Jake snapped her neck. She'd been missing for months, remember? Turns out she'd been at Cold Oaks the whole time and learned how to summon demons, killing off the people who were taken there. She used a demon to kill Lily. Then Jake tried to kill me." He shrugged. "My brother just showed up when poof, I was brought here." He reached out and clap a hand on Andy's shoulder. "It's really good to see you're not hurt, dude."

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[info]brain_ninja
2008-11-07 10:52 am UTC (link)
For a moment, Andy just stared up at Sam, brow furrowed deeply and jaw hanging open stupidly. Ava was dead? She’d been alive when he fell asleep. How could he have slept through that?! And if Jake killed Ava while Andy was passed out at the table and then he’d gone after Sam, then why—

“So, wait a minute. If he tried to kill you...after he killed Ava, then...why didn’t he bother with me? I’d think I was a hell of a smaller threat to him than you are,” he said, gesturing with one hand at Sam’s height and bulk before doing the same with less bravado toward his own stature. “That and...how the hell did I sleep through all that? I mean, I was tired, but not that tired!” he exclaimed.

Then it occurred to Andy that Sam had said it was good to see that he wasn’t hurt. Red flag, right? Sam was clearly not telling him something. “Did you come from a different time than I did, or something?” he asked, giving an uncomfortable laugh. “I mean, where was I...you know, where you came from?” He wasn’t entirely sure he wanted to hear the answer to that, though, so before giving Sam a chance to answer the question, he held up one hand to stop Sam from saying. “You know what? I don’t wanna know. Never mind.”

He looked around again and noticed that, as he took in the change in scenery and weather once again, Sam still hadn’t answered his question about where they were. Looking back at Sam, he gave a weak smile. “I have a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore, Toto,” he joked. “So, uh, how long have you been here? And...where or...what is ‘here,’ actually?”

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[info]psychic_sam
2008-11-08 04:14 am UTC (link)
"You were still inside the salt line," Sam told him, not mentioning that it had been a broken salt line. "I was right in front of him. Closest target, I guess."

For a moment, Sam thought he was going to have to tell Andy the truth when the fellow psychic started to see through him. Luckily, he stated that he didn't want to know and Sam breathed a mental sigh of relief.

"I've been here a few days. I'm still trying to work that out. People keep on telling me where on a sentient planet but I haven't exactly bought that yet. I haven't run into any trouble here, though. It's a pretty calm and peaceful place."

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[info]brain_ninja
2008-11-08 05:38 pm UTC (link)
"Sentient planet?" Andy asked, eyebrows raised dubiously. "All right..."

He shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "So...how did I -- we -- get here? Do you think if I send your brother more of those mind pictures he can come get us out of here? I mean, no offense to this place; I'm sure it's nice, wherever it is, and I certainly prefer it to Frontier Land, but..." he let his voice trail off and he shrugged.

"I mean where've you been staying? Where'm I supposed to stay? Is this about our psychic shit? What? You know?" he asked. He felt a little badly sort of interrogating Sam, but since he'd admitted to being here longer, he must have some idea, right?

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[info]psychic_sam
2008-11-09 04:27 am UTC (link)
"I don't know, dude," Sam answered truthfully. "I'm not even sure if Dean is in the same place we are... where ever here is. Still not exactly sure on that." Sam pointed back towards the lodges. "They have buildings with rooms for us to stay in. Apparently, our rooms are already ready when we arrive. I came here and this guy named Max took me pretty much right to my room. It's really weird, the room looks like pretty much however we want it to."

He paused, thinking for a moment before speaking slowly, "I don't think this is about us being psychic. I'm not exactly sure. There's not really anyone around to ask and get definite answers from. No demons or things trying to kill you though," Sam added with a smile, trying to be a bit reassuring. "Killing apparently is against the rules."

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[info]brain_ninja
2008-11-09 04:47 pm UTC (link)
Andy's eyes followed Sam's finger and he looked at the lodges. They looked homey enough, he supposed, but why would there already be rooms waiting for them here? He looked back at Sam again. "All right..." he said slowly. "So, does that mean I have to find the Max guy to get to my room? How long are we supposed to stay here, anyway? I mean, not that I had anything spectacular going on back in Guthrie, but...I'm gonna run outta weed real fast, dude," he laughed.

Sam had said he didn't think it had to do with their psychic connection. "Well, do you still have your thing? I haven't tried mine. For all I know, it's gone," he said a little sadly. He'd grown rather attached to the mind thing, if he was honest. "And that's good at least," he added, grinning when Sam said killing was against the rules. "Because, really, Sam...you're a nice guy and all, but I'm starting to think you're a heaping pile of bad luck, bro." He laughed to let Sam know that he was half-joking and didn't mean offense by it.

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[info]psychic_sam
2008-11-09 05:05 pm UTC (link)
Sam laughed. "No, I could probably help you find your room. Max is just another guy staying here like us. He's not in charge of the keys or anything. I don't know how long we'll be here. I've been trying to find a way to get back but no luck so far." He grinned a little. "As for your weed, well, if you really want some, the place pretty much gives you anything you really want or need. It's pretty nice."

He shrugged once again. "I dunno, killing is against the rules and I only get the visions when someone's about to be killed. I assume so." He laughed half-heartedly along with Andy, knowing he didn't mean to insult him, but his mind went back to that... dream or whatever the hell it had been with the Yellow Eyed Demon and his mother... He also thought of Jess. That was two people who had just because the Yellow Eyed Demon wanted him.

He wondered if Andy had had the same weird dream. Jake seemed like he had. Sam hoped not. To be honest, out of all the people that had been at Cold Oaks, Sam trusted Andy the most, believed he wouldn't have killed him, believed he would have listened if he'd tried to. He'd helped Andy out before and sure, things had been... crazy but he still hoped Andy trusted him.

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[info]brain_ninja
2008-11-09 05:21 pm UTC (link)
"You'll figure something out," Andy assured. He had every confidence that Sam would help them find a way back home. Sam was smarter about stuff like this - meaning, weird ass stuff. "We'll figure something out," he amended, not wanting to sound like he planned on sitting back and letting Sam do all the work, even if that was exactly what he planned on doing.

"Oh, right, yeah..." Andy said slowly. "Well...I'd test mine out but I dunno if you'd like it, just in case it worked. Y'know?" he asked tentatively. He was itching to find out if his power was still in tact, but he liked Sam and even if he didn't, Sam was much larger than Andy himself. The last thing he needed was for the guy to get upset with him.

Then Andy realized what Sam had said about the pot. "No shit?!" he asked, wide-eyed with excitement. "That's awesome! Damn, I'll stay here forever, for all I care, if it means free stuff when I run out, man and I'm not kidding," he laughed. "Shit's expensive and I kinda feel bad sometimes if I don't pay for it once in a while, you know?" he added sheepishly.

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[info]psychic_sam
2008-11-10 07:56 pm UTC (link)
Sam slapped a hand down on Andy's shoulder, giving him a friendly shake. "Thanks, dude. It'll be easier with help. Come on, I'll help you find your room. It probably has all the drugs you want," he half joked, unsure if it was really true. Sam started to guide Andy back to the rooms.

He frowned a little when Andy mentioned testing out his power. "You shouldn't use your power against other people for your own benefit, Andy," he told him. "I'm sure people don't like other people controlling them. Just be lucky you don't see people being killed." Sam really hoped he wouldn't have any more visions of people dying, at least not here. Still, he was glad to hear Andy sounded a bit guilty about not paying for things every once in a while. Andy was a good person.

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[info]brain_ninja
2008-11-11 04:11 pm UTC (link)
Andy gave a small, relieved smile as Sam clapped a hand on his shoulder and gave him a shake. Okay, good; they were on good terms. It wasn't like Andy thought Sam had anything against him, but he did think that maybe Sam distrusted him, sometimes, and considering the fact that he'd killed his own twin brother to save Sam's, Andy felt a little upset about that possibility.

As he followed Sam toward the buildings, Andy looked up at Sam. "God I hope you're right about that, because I could definitely use a hit or twelve right about now, man. You can join me if you want, but somehow I get the impression that it's not really your thing," he said with a smirk.

He bristled slightly. If he thought about it, he supposed he could understand where Sam was coming from; Webber had used his power against people. Andy used his power to keep away collections agencies and get free stuff every once in a while. The most notable uses of his power that Andy could think of were saving Tracy's life and sending Dean the pictures of where he and Sam were in Cold Oak to help him find them. He decided it was better just to keep his mouth shut. "Right. Yeah, that would suck," he said, looking ahead of himself again as they walked.

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[info]psychic_sam
2008-11-17 09:03 pm UTC (link)
Sam laughed, shaking his head. "Nah, no thanks." Alcohol, sure, but drugs Sam wasn't really into.

"Sorry, I don't mean to get on your case," he apologized. "There was just this one time where I ran into another psychic person who used his powers for his own benefit and it ended up with three people being killed. Dean almost did too." Sam was silent for a moment before he asked, "Hey, have you ever been able to do anything else besides use your mind control thing?"

Sure, Sam had visions, but he always wondered about that one time where he had shoved the dresser with his mind. Had it been just a one time thing? After Cold Oaks, he wondered more about what it meant. Knowing about the demon blood... What if he was turning into some sort of demon? He sure as hell hoped he would never turn out like Ava had... Not for the first time, Sam wished Dean was there. He felt... uncomfortable without his brother around.

But then his mind backtracked to when he had been possessed. If he got out of hand, Dean wouldn't stop him. God, what if he went all crazy and killed someone again? Killed Dean? Maybe it was better he didn't know where Dean was...

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[info]brain_ninja
2008-11-17 10:15 pm UTC (link)
Grinning, Andy nodded without looking back at Sam. "Yeah, figured," he replied. He turned his head then.

"Hey, don't worry about it. I get it. You've seen things I never hope I have to, dude, and I don't envy you that. But that's not me," he said sincerely.

Sam asked if he'd ever been able to do anything other than the mind control. "Whaddya mean? Other than the pictures? No...but, then, I never really tried to. Why? Can you do something other than your visions?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

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[info]psychic_sam
2008-11-17 10:26 pm UTC (link)
Sam was silent for a few long moments before he answered. "I don't know," he said honestly. "That time... I had a vision of Dean dying and I just freaked out. The guy had telekinesis. He'd shoved me in a closet and propped a dresser up against it so I couldn't get out. I saw Dean getting shot, saw him lying on the ground dead, and I just... The dresser moved. I used the same thing to get out of there. I managed to get there just in time to save Dean but in the end, the guy turned the gun on himself."

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[info]brain_ninja
2008-11-18 12:15 am UTC (link)
Andy furrowed his brow and stopped walking. "That's rough, man, I'm sorry," he replied. He hadn't meant to make Sam relive something that emotionally traumatic. But, to be fair, Sam had asked first.

"I never tried...I don't think I can do anything else. Maybe it was just some weird adrenaline kind of thing only with your mind?" he suggested. "You know..."

Andy started walking again. "Like, uh...transference? Is that the word I want? Probably not, but you follow?"

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[info]psychic_sam
2008-11-18 07:45 am UTC (link)
"It's okay," Sam answered, even if he wasn't sure if it really was. "That makes sense," he admitted. "I only did it that one time and it was only after I saw Dean getting shot." He wondered what had happened in the past to the other people who were psychic... Had they gotten their powers the same way he did? Not everyone's mom had died the same way his had. Missouri had been psychic. Maybe not everyone who had powers got them that way. Still, that didn't stop Sam from wondering about himself.

"Does it ever hurt?" Sam asked. "When I get my visions, I get killer headaches. It feels like my brain is on fire."

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[info]brain_ninja
2008-11-18 03:40 pm UTC (link)
"Yeah, sounds like it was just an extra burst. Kinda like the way adrenaline gives people super strength in a case of emergencies or under duress or...whatever," Andy replied.

Sam seemed to be a little lost in thought, so Andy walked beside him silently, not wanting to interrupt him, until Sam spoke again.

Shrugging, Andy shook his head. "No...that really sucks for you, though, dude. I used to get a little twinge of a headache when I first was able to send out the visions or whatever, but...that went away once the thing was sent and it stopped hurting all together around my third or fourth go at it, anyway," he explained.

Andy wondered why Sam was asking him so many questions. Furrowing his brow, he looked up at Sam. "Aren't you supposed to be the expert on this stuff, or whatever?" he found himself asking before he could even process the thought. Once the words were out of his mouth he felt a little badly - it was kind of a rude question - but it was out there, now. Sam could answer it or shrug it off and Andy would be cool with either.

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[info]psychic_sam
2008-12-29 01:45 am UTC (link)
"That's probably what it was," Sam admitted. "I wonder if I'll ever get used to it. At first, they started out as sort of dreams, nightmares that eventually came true. Then I started getting them while I was awake. The pain's never lessened." For a moment, Sam wished he'd asked Ava if she also had killer headaches whenever she had had a vision. Maybe it was just him, for some odd reason. Oh well. He'd never know now.

"Expert?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow at Andy. "I'm not much more of an expert on the paranormal than any other hunter would be, most likely. Our dad just raised us teaching us all this stuff about it. That's the only reason we even know that the crazy stuff out there is sometimes real."

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[info]brain_ninja
2008-12-29 05:42 pm UTC (link)
Andy shrugged. "Well, I mean, maybe you won't have it here..." he suggested. "So maybe you won't, you know, have to worry about the headaches."

He looked away again, feeling a little sheepish and rude. "Oh," was all he could come up with. Andy wanted to say that he was sorry for being callous; that he was sorry Sam's childhood had been so...different. Somehow, though, he thought that might actually make things worse.

Time to change tack.

"So, what do we do now?" he asked, looking around. "Start over? Get jobs? Dick around until we get sent back where we came from...?"

It was quiet; too quiet. This place, whatever it was, felt like another fucked up prank and Andy wasn't laughing. At this point, he'd give anything to be back in the back of his van, smoking a bong, where he'd been before Cold Oaks. He never bothered anyone...so why him? Letting out a sigh, Andy frowned and kept walking.

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-03 03:04 am UTC (link)
"God, I hope not," Sam exclaimed. "So far no one's been killed here which is a very good thing in my book. When asked what to do, Sam gave a little dry laugh. "At first it's pretty fun but after awhile it gets to be... crazy. There's nothing to do except relax. You get everything you want as far as material things go. But it's not..." Sam struggled to find the words.

"It's not my life. You know? I'm a hunter. And I can't say that I like it. But helping people out... Someone's got to. Here, I'm just stuck. Everything's pretty much perfection. No supernatural things, not even a tiny little hint of it. There's just... nothing. It's driving me crazy."

Sam paused a moment, then exhaled, grinning a little. "Sorry. Haven't really had anyone to really talk to since I've been here. Come on. I'll show you to the plaque and then take you to your room. You'll probably find some, uh, stuff that you like there."

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-03 10:33 am UTC (link)
Andy listened as Sam waffled a little, sounding a bit like he was groping for the right words to convey how he felt about this place. He wondered, fleetingly, how long Sam felt like he'd been here. From the sounds of things, Sam wasn't the kind of guy who just appreciated a little R&R and Andy thought that probably it meant that the other man's time here seemed to drag. He didn't ask.

"Well, I mean, there's gotta be something you can do. You know? Maybe not what you did before, but didn't you have any other...hobbies? Or, uh, interests? You couldn't have really spent your whole life doing just that, right? I mean, God, how would you have made any money to survive?" he rambled. Again, though, he held up a hand stopping Sam from answering. "Not that it's any of my business."

The other man grinned and apologized; Andy shook his head and smiled. "Hey, no worries, dude, I'm with you on that. I mean, other than Cold Oaks, I haven't really had anyone to talk to since..." his voice trailed off and he gave a wan smile. "Well, Tracy and Webber were really my only friends," he reminded Sam.

He took a deep breath and sighed. "Yeah, okay, I could use a good bong hit right now, if that's what you're talking about," he laughed uncomfortably. "Lead on, brother," he added, jokingly.

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-04 01:26 am UTC (link)
As Sam led the way to the plaque, he glanced at Andy out of the corner of his eye, studying him as he stated, "Tracy was a good person." It wasn't his place to pry into Andy's life but he didn't know if Tracey and Andy were still friends or if that had fallen apart after the whole incident with Webber.

"I used to have a girlfriend," he admitted. "Back when I went to Stanford and was studying law. I was going to be a lawyer. But then she was killed by a demon and I went back to hunting with my brother. Even when I was there, I never really felt like I... fit in with normal, I guess. Now I just use fake credit cards to live off of," Sam said jokingly. He still felt guilty about using them but he had to survive somehow and he couldn't help people if he was locked up in jail.

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-04 11:05 am UTC (link)
Andy tensed slightly when Sam said that Tracy was a good person. "Yeah. Too good to hang out with a freak," he muttered, looking down. "She's scared of me. I haven't been able to catch her eye since that day when you guys left Guthrie. Eventually, I stopped trying. I figured it was the least I could do."

He listened as Sam shared and he frowned. It would seem that they had a little more in common than probably either of them had considered, even putting the psychic thing aside. Tracy hadn't died, but she might as well have for all the time Andy got to spend with her after the fact and Andy's way of getting by was no more legal than Sam's, although definitely a bit more stealth.

"I used my mind thing to tell debt collectors, landlords...check out clerks - you name it - that I'd already paid and it wasn't my fault if they had misplaced the payment. I always told them if they looked again, they'd see," he replied with a wan smile. "Well, aren't we too criminal peas in a pod?" he joked humorlessly.

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-05 12:45 am UTC (link)
Sam remained silent for a few long moments, feeling a bit awkward now that he'd mentioned Tracy. "Sorry, man. I shouldn't have brought it up," he finally said.

When Andy joked about them being alike in their criminal activities, Sam laughed. "Yeah, but at least your way you probably won't ever end up in jail for it," he pointed out.

Walking into the courtyard, Sam waved a hand in the direction of the plaque. "It's over there. Can't say I have issues with the last rule," he joked. Because of it, he hadn't had a vision since he'd arrived.

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-05 03:22 am UTC (link)
Andy shook his head and gave a dismissive wave with one hand. "Don't worry about it," he replied giving Sam a small, half-assed smile. "I think we're even." He was referring to when he'd pried a bit earlier in the conversation.

But at least Sam was laughing. "Yeah, well, you won't either, now, man, if you think about it," he pointed out with a smirk.

It seemed that they'd reached their destination as Sam toward the plaque. Andy raised an eyebrow at Sam's comment and made his way over to the thing, reading it. "Oh hey, yeah, me either, dude," he laughed without looking back at Sam. He went back to the top of the thing, reading the rest in order.

Turning toward Sam, he grinned and shrugged. "Sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me. How do I find my room?"

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-07 09:08 am UTC (link)
"It is pretty nice," Sam admitted. He didn't add that it got a little bit boring after awhile, since he'd pretty much already said that. "Follow me." He led Andy inside and over to where the keys where kept. Looking around for one that had a blinking light on it, he grabbed the key to room D222. "You're in the D building. I'm in C, room 111, so if you ever need anything you know where to find me. I'll show you where the building is."

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-07 05:55 pm UTC (link)
"Thanks," Andy replied, following Sam. He appreciated that Sam was offering the option to come find him if Andy ever needed anything. He took a mental note of Sam's room number and hoped he wouldn't forget in the mean time.

"So are the rooms totally crap? Like shitty hotels or something?" he asked, only half-joking. "Because a guy could go insane living in hotels, am I right?"

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-08 01:19 pm UTC (link)
"Actually, the rooms work sort of weird too. They look like whatever you want them to look like, sort of. Pretty much whatever you want here, as long as it's something inanimate and doesn't involving you leaving, you get," Sam admitted as he led the way to the D building.

Sam grinned at Andy's last comment. He knew he meant it to be funny and Sam couldn't resist saying something back. "I don't know, I manage it pretty well and I haven't gone insane. Yet. Maybe it's different with motels," he joked.

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-08 07:16 pm UTC (link)
Andy raised an eyebrow at Sam's explanation of the rooms.

He let out an uncomfortable laugh. "I don't know, man, maybe we're both insane and this place is a figment of our imaginations...like we thought it up together after the men in white coats came and stuck us in a padded room or something..."

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-13 04:12 am UTC (link)
Sam laughed. "Hey man, you're the one with the mind stuff. I just see people dying." He clapped a hand on Andy's back good-naturedly. "I don't know, maybe you're just high and are making me see this stuff too," he joked for a moment, then shook his head. "Nah, cuz I've been here longer than you. My brother did run into jinn before that made something like this happen... Although it gave him the perfect life and while this is nice, it isn't what I'd choose."

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-13 06:34 pm UTC (link)
"Oh, I'm the one?" Andy laughed. "Okay, because dreaming people's deaths before they happen is totally normal, Sam." He shook his head and grinned as he gave Sam a hard, but playful, punch to the arm.

"Jinn?" Andy asked. "Care to elaborate?"

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-14 01:52 am UTC (link)
"Touche," Sam said in reply, glad for the humor, opening the door to the D building and all but pushing Andy through the door. "Get inside so I can make my escape and then we'll see who they come for. 20 bucks says it's you. The police would be coming after me," Sam informed him as he made his way to the stairs. "My brother and I ran into a jinn awhile back. You know, sort of like a genie in a lamp? Only this one stuck you in this hazy happy perfect life all in your head while it sucked your blood until you finally died. It almost got Dean. Almost didn't find him in time." Sam paused for a moment, sobering. "We've had a lot of close calls."

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-14 06:42 pm UTC (link)
Andy laughed, enjoying this side of Sam far more than the dark, brooding side he'd met the other two times. If he didn't know any better, he'd think that he and Sam were actually friends...

"Yeah? Well then $50 says if they take me, I'll be put in next door to you, you friggen nutcase," he joked back, following Sam up the stairs.

He listened to the explanation about the djinn and he raised his eyebrows. Sam's mood seemed to drop, then and Andy was sorry to see it. "Damn. That's kinda fucked up, man. Sorry to hear it," he replied.

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-15 01:26 am UTC (link)
"Hey, at least we'll have someone to talk to then," Sam said in reply, brightening once again. He waved a hand when Andy apologized for the jinn. "In our line of work, you sort of get used to life and death situations. Although not really." Sam hoped he never got so used to seeing death that it didn't phase him at all.

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-15 05:44 pm UTC (link)
Andy understood what Sam meant about getting used to something, but not really. On a far smaller scale, Andy had gotten used to being alone; to Tracy ignoring him any time that he tried to see her. Eventually he'd given up trying. But, even though he was used to it, it still hurt. He decided not to tell Sam he understood, because it was such a vast difference it would almost be disrespectful. Instead, he nodded. When he reached the top of the stairs, he looked around. "Man, this is bleak..." he muttered. The walls in the hallway were very plain without even a crappy hotel-esque painting of the horizon or the sea.

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-18 03:14 am UTC (link)
Sam grinned a little as he walked down the hallway, keeping track of the numbers on the doors. "The rooms are better, honestly. The walls don't change but the rooms do. Even if what you first find is what you don't like, you can still remodel it by just thinking about. It's pretty cool. And I'm sure there'll be some stuff already waiting for you," Sam said, slightly teasing.

"Here we are." He stopped in front of the door 222. "Your new home sweet home."

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-18 03:20 am UTC (link)
Andy laughed. "God I hope so. I could use a joint right now like you wouldn't believe." He wasn't sure he believed that the rooms could change just on a whim, but so far this whole place had been a big mindfuck, so he supposed anything was possible.

They stopped in front of Andy's room and he nodded, giving Sam a smile. "Thanks, man," he replied.

He supposed he'd check it out and hang out for a little while. Maybe finish that nap he'd been taking before he showed up here. "Don't be a stranger, all right?" he asked with a small smirk as he pushed the door open. They might not be friends in the real world, but Sam was a familiar face in a new and strange place. He wasn't planning on letting Sam make himself too scarce.

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-18 03:25 am UTC (link)
"Here." Sam tossed Andy the key so he'd be able to get into the room. "You might need that." He held out his hand, smiling. "You can count on it," he said in reply to Andy telling him to come around again. Truth be told, talking with Andy had made it almost start to feel like it had when he had been hanging out with his friends at Stanford... only Andy was different too so Sam didn't feel like he was on the outside as much as usual.

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-18 03:29 am UTC (link)
Andy caught the key and shook his head, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, I might, huh?" Sometimes, he astounded himself with his own stupidity. He let himself into the room and stuffed the key unceremoniously into his pocket.

Grinning, he took Sam's hand and shook it firmly. "Awesome," he replied.

Being around Sam was like being back in time when Webber wasn't a fucking psycho and they'd hung out all the time. That had been nice until it all came crashing down on him. Plus, Sam understood him and wasn't afraid of him, which, after the whole thing with Tracy, was beyond comforting.

He thought about inviting Sam in and then realized he was too drained for all that. He'd see Sam later, hopefully.

"Think I'm gonna finish that nap I started back in friggen FrontierLand," he said. "I'm wiped. Catch you later, right?" he asked.

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[info]psychic_sam
2009-01-18 03:32 am UTC (link)
"You bet," Sam affirmed. "It takes awhile to get used to this place. I'm still not quite there yet," he admitted. "But I'll see you around." He smiled and raised his hand in a goodbye. "Have a good nap." He tried not to let it show on his face he was relieved Andy would wake up and stay alive this time.

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[info]brain_ninja
2009-01-18 03:43 am UTC (link)
"Thanks again, man," Andy replied. He smiled and gave Sam a wave back, waiting in the doorway until Sam started to retreat back down the hall before closing himself in his room and, grinning at the likeness to the back of his van, dropped heavily down onto the mattress on the floor to finish the nap. Hopefully he'd wake up in the same place, this time, when he woke again.

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