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Tweak says, "Castiel loves Dean"

Sam Winchester (demonboyking) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-04-30 22:47:00

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!complete, day 05, location: museum, sam winchester, the doctor (ten)

Day 5. Late Evening.
Who: Sam Winchester and The Doctor
What: Talking
When: Late Evening
Where: The Museum
Rating: Let's say PG
Status: Complete

Sam had made his way back from the church slowly, feeling slightly buzzed and enjoying the dark sky above him despite the fact that the wind was cold. By the time he'd made it back to the museum his nose was numb, though he thought the walk and cool air had somehow worked together to make him feel more alive.

He made his way up the steps and let himself in the front door, his eyes sweeping the room for Shannon. Her things were spread out in the corner, but he didn't see their owner anywhere. He moved further inside, making his way down the hallway and wondering if she was having another hard night. Instead inside one of the rooms he found the Doctor busy at work on something involving what looked like different mechanical parts.

He paused in the doorway, taking in the scene. The feeling of somehow being a little more relaxed than normal prompted him to step foot inside the room uninvited. "What are you working on?"

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demonboyking
2009-05-12 10:27 pm UTC (link)

"2007," Sam replied, fighting a strange urge to tack a sir at the end of the sentence. "Yeah, I can't really say we have those where I'm from," he added a moment later. He smiled. "I think I would've remembered that."

"How thick do you think it is?" he asked, crossing his arms as he followed the Doctor's line of thought. He wondered how thick it would have to be to even out sound and also to be broken by it.

"Expired was the tattoo that they or it put on him before they released him," Sam said, frowning. "I son't know what it means. I hope it is some kind of a joke and not marking him for something else."

Sam sighed and shook his head in agreement. The Doctor was probably right about the fact that cameras weren't needed to track the subjects on the glass cage. It didn't make him feel any better. At least cameras he could understand how they worked. Technology like the sonic screwdriver that hadn't been invented yet he would have no clue about.

"Not really," Sam said honestly. "I can't seem to find a common thread for all of us. Maybe I'm thinking about it too hard and it's right in front of my face. But right now I have no clue."

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fromgallifrey
2009-05-18 01:38 pm UTC (link)

The Doctor, perhaps due to fatigue, was having a hard time placing just what was going on in the States in 2007. Though, he imagined they should have the same news as Britain - though, he'd learned quite early that most American's aren't really watching the BBC's newscast anyway and he always sort of wondered why that was.

"Ah, well, they just haven't been invented yet," he quipped, putting that line of thought to rest. "They're not all that complicated - just a few microprocessors, a generator, and an emitter is really the basis of it all." The more he thought about it, the more he missed his screwdriver. He could really do with some sunglasses these days.

"Well, with the polymer used it generally causes the thickness of the glass to diminish the stronger it gets. Also, it should be thinner toward the top and more thick toward the bottom so that it can support it's own weight. It would probably due to have any pulse we are able to generate aimed at as high a point as possible."

The Doctor shifted in his spot on the ground. The table he'd been using more an end table than a functional workspace; though, the Doctor seemed to make due. He wasn't liking the idea of such an ambiguous tattoo. It seemed almost as though it's entire purpose was to make Dean nervous. The docto, at least thought that it might make Dean nervous - though, he could be wrong.

"Well, I happen to think that we all are quite important to the places we came from - perhaps some of us don't even realize just how important yet."

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demonboyking
2009-05-19 10:39 am UTC (link)

"Right," Sam said, nodding as if he'd followed the Doctor's words. Even though he had no idea what he'd just said. It did sound simple though, in a complicated way. He wondered when exactly the sonic screwdriver was invented and how far in the future the Doctor was from.

Again Sam nodded, only following half of what the Doctor was saying. He got the general idea though. It did make perfect sense to think that the bottom of the wall was thicker at the bottom and thinner at the top. He really hoped the doctor's theories were correct and they could break, or at least crack the glass with his project.

"I hadn't thought of that," Sam said honestly as he regarded the doctor. "It makes sense though. Maybe whoever put us here is trying to alter history but removing us from the equation?"

It sounded like one of the science fiction books he'd read when he was younger.

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fromgallifrey
2009-05-23 08:23 am UTC (link)

"I certainly hope that's not the case," the Doctor said grimly. He wasn't sure from when Martha had come; but, it was entirely possible that if she had been taken from before the Year that Never Was the Universe was about to end at any moment, literally. "Did you do the same sort of work as your brother?" The Doctor asked nonchalantly, thinking of his conversation with Dean the very first day. While he didn't like the idea of the pair of them being hunters - let alone exterminators, he had a feeling they weren't vigilantes, and that was really all he needed to know.

The Doctor's eyes slipped closed a moment then flashed open. There should have been a siren there. "Close your eyes a second," the Doctor said quietly, closing his own and waiting.

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demonboyking
2009-05-25 10:31 pm UTC (link)

"Uh, yeah," Sam said, not entirely sure how much information Dean had given the doctor about their line of work. He shifted on his feet. "It's sort of the family business." He cleared his throat and fell back on the usual deflection. "What do you do? When you're not building sonic modulators."

Sam obeyed without thinking about why, sliding his eyes shut and then opening them a minute later. "No sirens."

He grinned even as he wondered what had made them stop.

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fromgallifrey
2009-05-25 10:37 pm UTC (link)

"I'm all for people helping one another," the Doctor replied. "I can see how, from what Dean said, your line of work would be best suited for staying a family affair."

The Doctor, when asked, always had the same deflection himself. "I travel, actually," the whole space and time thing was safe to omit for the moment. That and saving the universe, nobody likes a bragger.

"No sirens," the Doctor beamed. "I suppose this phase of the experiment has ended," he said sort of pensively; not much enjoying the idea that going to sleep would actually be playing in to their captor's plans for them.

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demonboyking
2009-05-26 09:29 am UTC (link)

Sam was surprised that Dean had shared the family secret so quickly with a stranger, though maybe he shouldn't have been in a place like this. On second thought, it didn't really surprise him that much. Something about the Doctor told his instincts that he was trustworthy and that secrets were safe with him.

"Travel?" Sam asked, somehow sensing that there was more to it than that. "That must be interesting," he said slowly, wondering if the Doctor would say more, but feeling that maybe he shouldn't press for information.

Sam shared the Doctor's smile for a moment before it faded at the realization that there was probably something worse on the way. "I suppose so."

Sam suddenly felt the day catch up with him, feeling exhausted. He sighed. "I'm almost afraid of going to sleep now."

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fromgallifrey
2009-05-26 10:07 am UTC (link)

The Doctor thought a moment -- the Winchesters had been fairly forthcoming about their work - unconventional as it might be, and that gave him the sense that perhaps there was a certain element of trust there - something not to be taken for granted.

"Travel - time and space. World, galaxy, universe; that whole sort of thing," he said quite matter of factly. Nothing in his tone indicated a joke, and certainly nothing indicated he was bragging either. It was as if he were being asked what color shirt he was wearing.

The Doctor saw Sam's grin fade, and he felt his own slide off a bit as well. As wearied as he was, it was hard not to think that sleeping might be a fair bit dangerous. "Jack's around here someplace," the Doctor remarked. "He doesn't actually sleep, so we should be alright to at least try and get a bit of rest." The Doctor would have to remember to thank Jack later for this.

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demonboyking
2009-05-26 03:04 pm UTC (link)

Sam's eyebrows shot up at the doctor's words, not quite sure how to take them. He was reminded of his conversation with Martha over the journals. He hadn't actually met her face to face, but he had believed her and he found himself believing the Doctor now, mostly because there was nothing joking about the Doctor's demeanor when he said it. "If I thought there was a simple answer, I'd ask how that was possible," Sam said after a moment. "But it's probably way over my head. Do you know Martha, the doctor?"

Sam nodded. "Me and Shannon usually sleep in shifts. Just to be safe. But thanks, that does make me feel a little better."

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fromgallifrey
2009-05-26 08:09 pm UTC (link)

"Timey-whimey stuff," The Doctor responded, thankful that Sam hadn't really bothered to ask too many questions about how time travel worked. It's not that he didn't think Sam could or would understand - it would just take a fair amount of time to explain - especially without the TARDIS. "If you'd really like to know, I'll explain it to you sometime," the Doctor offered candidly.

"Martha?" The Doctor asked this only because he hadn't been aware that she and Sam had met. "Martha Jones? She and I used to travel quite a bit together actually. She actually saved the universe," the Doctor beamed. The Doctor's grin was a bit troubled, however, as he sat wondering about Martha - he hadn't heard from her for a while.

"Well, with Jack's agreement, maybe we all can start getting a full night's sleep." The Doctor stretched, turning so that he was leaning back against the wall, looking like he might actually fall asleep at any moment.

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demonboyking
2009-05-28 10:25 am UTC (link)

Sam snorted softly at the Doctor's explanation, though he thought he would take him up on the explanation at some other time. He nodded serously. "You'll have to do that," he said slowly. Later, when what the Doctor said might actually register through lack of exhaustion.

Sam smiled at the Doctor's high praise of Martha. "No, we haven't actually met met. But we talked a little over the journals and she hinted at time travel, though I wasn't exactly sure what to make out of it."

"Sounds good to me," Sam said, stifling a sudden yawn. He wiped at a bleary eye. "Actually, I think since the sirens have stopped, I'm going to see if Shannon wants to try to get some sleep."

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fromgallifrey
2009-05-29 08:28 pm UTC (link)

The Time Lord simply nodded - he would, if Sam was genuinely interested that is. Not everyone was interested in the technical side of time travel - though, they always seemed to want to know why his box was bigger on the inside and that was quite full of technical jabber as well.

"Well, I can see how it can sound a bit odd..." Well, actually he couldn't; but, he liked to think it would sound as off as eating a pear out of enjoyment - something possible, but oh so wrong.

"Get some rest," the Doctor pressed as he slouched in his spot getting into a comfortable thinking pose. He needed to let his mind wander a while.

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demonboyking
2009-06-01 08:35 pm UTC (link)

"A little," Sam said, giving the Doctor a small smile. "Still I think she's had some of the best ideas so far, though it was a shame she missed the carnival meeting."

"Yeah," Sam said, with a small nod. "I will. You too, Doctor."

He moved to the doorway, glancing over his shoulder at the Doctor one last time.

"Goodnight," he said, before disappearing into the hallway beyond

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