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asgardeventide2012-04-09 06:27 pm
damnidjits) wrote in asgardeventide2012-04-09 06:27 pm
2 || Video || Filtered from both Lucifers
[It started three days ago, when Sam had not appeared before, during, or after breakfast. Which was…a little unusual, but nothing to be alarmed about. But when the lack of appearances started piling up, with the addition of Lucifer’s presence and Sam’s instability, well, needless to say, Team Free Will had not reacted well. In fact, they had been combing everywhere possible for two straight days without sleeping.
So it is with great reluctance that Bobby finally turns on the feed to speak to Asgard at large. He’d rather keep it internal, or at the very least question only certain people, but with the nature of the place and how many people Sam knows, it would be more efficient to address everyone at once. He’s still a paranoid bastard, so he’s careful to triple check all of his filters before actually talking. Asgard is treated to the view of a weary older man, who either doesn’t notice, or is deliberately ignoring the large black feathers all over the couch and muted cursing in the background.]
Seems the original natives have gone missin’.
[And no moose in sight. That possibly ruled out Sam losing the bracelet, and could mean something worse happened to him. In any case, there was no point trying to search the gray people when there weren’t any.]
So what happens to those who lose their bracelet?
[He takes a deep breath, deciding there’s no point in putting it off any longer.]
Any of you seen Sam Winchester?
[Bobby shifts his bracelet to let him have a more comfortable view of the video, consequently allowing everyone to see one pretty boy angel hunched over and sulking next to a window, and his idiotic best friend wearing a hole into the ground while muttering up a storm.]
Great, big guy with a schmoopy face, kinda hard to miss---seems some people are pinin’ after him.
[He ignores the muffled protests behind him.]
If you see him, tell him we got a moltin’ turkey problem he’s gotta deal with.
Filtered to Merlin, Arthur, and Conan
[He scrubs his face tiredly before speaking, worry and sleep-deprivation evident on his features.]
Keep me updated on things, will ya?
[He’d prefer to check things out himself, what with all this sudden color and Utgard opening up, but Sam is first priority. Until he’s found, there’s no time for Bobby to go out and explore. At least there’s a handful of people he can trust to be honest with what is currently going on.]
Filtered to Crowley
You know what I’m gonna ask.
[It irks him to ask Crowley for help, but the guy has resources in spades, and probably wouldn’t do much to Sam, if only because he isn’t stupid.]
Filtered to TFW
Sam, you better get your ass back here, pronto.
[With that, he switches off the feed to try kicking Dean and Cas out of their funk. They have work to do, so there’s no time to mope.]
So it is with great reluctance that Bobby finally turns on the feed to speak to Asgard at large. He’d rather keep it internal, or at the very least question only certain people, but with the nature of the place and how many people Sam knows, it would be more efficient to address everyone at once. He’s still a paranoid bastard, so he’s careful to triple check all of his filters before actually talking. Asgard is treated to the view of a weary older man, who either doesn’t notice, or is deliberately ignoring the large black feathers all over the couch and muted cursing in the background.]
Seems the original natives have gone missin’.
[And no moose in sight. That possibly ruled out Sam losing the bracelet, and could mean something worse happened to him. In any case, there was no point trying to search the gray people when there weren’t any.]
So what happens to those who lose their bracelet?
[He takes a deep breath, deciding there’s no point in putting it off any longer.]
Any of you seen Sam Winchester?
[Bobby shifts his bracelet to let him have a more comfortable view of the video, consequently allowing everyone to see one pretty boy angel hunched over and sulking next to a window, and his idiotic best friend wearing a hole into the ground while muttering up a storm.]
Great, big guy with a schmoopy face, kinda hard to miss---seems some people are pinin’ after him.
[He ignores the muffled protests behind him.]
If you see him, tell him we got a moltin’ turkey problem he’s gotta deal with.
Filtered to Merlin, Arthur, and Conan
[He scrubs his face tiredly before speaking, worry and sleep-deprivation evident on his features.]
Keep me updated on things, will ya?
[He’d prefer to check things out himself, what with all this sudden color and Utgard opening up, but Sam is first priority. Until he’s found, there’s no time for Bobby to go out and explore. At least there’s a handful of people he can trust to be honest with what is currently going on.]
Filtered to Crowley
You know what I’m gonna ask.
[It irks him to ask Crowley for help, but the guy has resources in spades, and probably wouldn’t do much to Sam, if only because he isn’t stupid.]
Filtered to TFW
Sam, you better get your ass back here, pronto.
[With that, he switches off the feed to try kicking Dean and Cas out of their funk. They have work to do, so there’s no time to mope.]