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Sam Winchester (demonboyking) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2010-06-26 21:45:00

Entry tags:

connor temple, day 1: reboot, sam winchester

Who: Sam Winchester, Connor Temple
What: Initial Meetings
When: Day 1 - 11:30am
Where: Library
Rating: R
Status: Active

Sam had intended to stop when he got outside the diner, but that hadn't been good enough. His feet moved on their own accord as his mind reeled from the information that he'd managed to push Dean into giving him. It wasn't that he hadn't trusted Dean in his assessment that Sam was better off not knowing… Okay, maybe that wasn't entirely true. Sam had needed to know what was going to happen. He needed to know that his brother was going to be okay, that they were going to find a way out of his deal, and instead he'd found that he'd helped start the apocalypse.

He stumbled slightly when his foot struck a rock along side of the road and he paused for a moment, breaking out of his thoughts and actually taking in his surroundings. There was a white, official building with columns ahead of him. It looked like it might be some kind of town hall. He glanced over his shoulder, seeing the Diner a little ways off. He'd promised that he'd be back, but he didn't know that being around Dean right now was a good idea. How the hell was he even supposed to look him in the eye knowing what he knew how? No, he needed some time to himself. Some time to think without resenting Dean for trying to keep things from him and worrying that his brother secretly wished he'd payed closer attention to his dad's last wish.

He moved towards the building, walking up the stairs and letting himself in. It wasn't a Town Hall, but a library. Sam felt himself relax a little at the familiar smell of books, remembering hours spent in the library at Stanford and a dozen other towns when he was growing up. The lights were on as he made his way further inside the main floor and looked around. Maybe he'd be able to find something that would be able to tell them where they were. He moved towards the front desk, his eye only then catching sight of the man writing in a journal much like his. "Hi," he said with a sigh as he stopped a good few feet away from him. He gestured towards the book. "I'm guessing you're not the librarian."

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leconnortemple
2010-08-02 02:48 am UTC (link)

Connor paused and considered how to answer. He'd never considered himself anything special, but he supposed his line of work might put him on another level in someone else's eyes. "I was friends with a witch...two, actually, though they seemed entirely different," he reasoned out loud, partially to Sam but mostly to himself. "One is back. Honest witches, with real powers. Not the Wiccan sort, but real witches. And one was part angel... I didn't get it, I guess I still don't, but there you have it." Not to mention the almost-girlfriend with Death chasing after her. Shaking his head, he shrugged. "There were people from other planets, people with powers... I know it sounds mad, I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't lived it, but I did. And so did you." He was struggling so hard to remember details.

He knew Sam didn't entirely believe him. He didn't blame him, really. It sounded ridiculous even to him. And Sam's doubt came out a bit in the smile that came across as almost pitying. But he didn't really throw Connor off. It was similar to the looks Cutter and Stephen used to give him when he'd theorize on something or propose a new invention.

"No, not like Lazarus," he said simply. He didn't know his Bible all that well, but he was pretty sure Lazarus was brought back to life so he could go on living as he had before. There was no way Luna, or any of the corpses he'd seen, could possibly continue on living. "A bit more like Night of the Living Dead. Or Scooby-Doo on Zombie Island."

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demonboyking
2010-08-04 12:46 am UTC (link)

Witches and angels weren't usually the type of thing that went together in Sam's experience, but then again Castiel hadn't exactly been what he'd expecting of an angel either. His experiences with witches had been far from good and so he made a mental note to look out for anyone who might meet that description. Maybe they were behind them being here. He raised an eyebrow. "Wait, other planets?" Sam asked, this time unable to hide his disbelief. "As in aliens?"

"So, they were zombies," Sam said, triggering something at the back of his mind. He furrowed his brow, trying to hold onto the thought that had unexpectedly surfaced, but was gone before he could get a good hold on it. "Do you remember how we got out the first time?" Sam asked, knowing it was a longshot.

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