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[Sam is sitting in a chair in the library, surrounded by all of the books, and he looks somewhat tired, but in good spirits. For the most part. Save for that whole 'he definitely hasn't slept' thing.]
Hey -- I think this thing's on... anyway, I'm Sam Winchester.
[Ordinarily he'd never give out his full name, seeing as they're on the run from the Leviathan and all that, but he's ascertained the big bads aren't around -- so a little honesty couldn't hurt, especially with what he's about to ask.]
Nice to meet everyone. I was wondering if anyone could give me a couple of answers to some questions -- you don't have to, and it's obviously not obligatory, but I'd appreciate it.
First, how many of you have any kind of supernatural ability that was taken away when you got here? It doesn't matter what it is -- telekinesis, the ability to fly -- if anything changed, I'd like to know. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but knowing what changed is important in knowing how we all got here in the first place.
[And, more importantly, how to get out.]
Second, I was wondering if anyone could tell me where to find some chalk and some spices. Specifically, rosemary, allspice, or nutmeg. Salt would be good, too. I know there's probably a grocery store or something like that around, but any pointers would be great. And, uh --
[Sam pauses before clearing his throat, thumping his pen against the table for a few seconds before continuing.]
Hypothetically speaking, if you had a coat with a lot of blood on it, what would you do to get it out? And I need to know where to find non-blood-stained clothes that'd fit a normal-sized human being. ... hypothetically.
Hey -- I think this thing's on... anyway, I'm Sam Winchester.
[Ordinarily he'd never give out his full name, seeing as they're on the run from the Leviathan and all that, but he's ascertained the big bads aren't around -- so a little honesty couldn't hurt, especially with what he's about to ask.]
Nice to meet everyone. I was wondering if anyone could give me a couple of answers to some questions -- you don't have to, and it's obviously not obligatory, but I'd appreciate it.
First, how many of you have any kind of supernatural ability that was taken away when you got here? It doesn't matter what it is -- telekinesis, the ability to fly -- if anything changed, I'd like to know. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but knowing what changed is important in knowing how we all got here in the first place.
[And, more importantly, how to get out.]
Second, I was wondering if anyone could tell me where to find some chalk and some spices. Specifically, rosemary, allspice, or nutmeg. Salt would be good, too. I know there's probably a grocery store or something like that around, but any pointers would be great. And, uh --
[Sam pauses before clearing his throat, thumping his pen against the table for a few seconds before continuing.]
Hypothetically speaking, if you had a coat with a lot of blood on it, what would you do to get it out? And I need to know where to find non-blood-stained clothes that'd fit a normal-sized human being. ... hypothetically.

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[ souji's never been particularly religious, though he hails from a country that's become more secular. and while he's encountered ancient japanese deities... he then proceeded to beat them down. so yeah. not the most religious. ]
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[A lot of the pagan deities he's run into have had that problem -- but there are always believers, if you know where to look. And these guys don't seem intent on eating them, which is normally what happens whenever Sam runs into a pagan deity that's pissed off about not being worshiped anymore.]
They could get their energy from it, but I don't know how.
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[ izanami and ameno-sagiri certainly were. though it wasn't quite that their way of thinking wasn't capable of being understood, it was simply that their motives and means were just too far removed from anything a human would think. ]
But one way or another... we'll have to figure out how to deal with them. [ either with them or against them, souji isn't quite sure. ]
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Some gods are. Some gods aren't. It depends on how much they've cut themselves off from humanity. Some of them just want to be left alone and live their lives just like you and me.
[And he pauses again.]
-- I'll figure something out. If I get a lead, I can contact you.
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[ it's a troubling though, but are these gods the same? ]
Thanks. I appreciate that.
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[He isn't sure if he ever will, either. But that's not really up for him to decide.]
I've met a few angels that are worth sticking around for, though.
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[ huh. he wouldn't have expected that, even after everything else he's heard. ]
And now we've all been kidnapped by strange gods for... who knows what.
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Yeah, there is.
[It's quiet, almost thoughtful, but lacking no less the faith and conviction necessary for the statement.]
I don't really know how much He's paying attention to us, in my world, but He's out there, somewhere.
[It's depressing, knowing the truth of what lies above and knowing they really don't give a damn, save for a few select individuals. Like Cas. And Gabriel. Balthazar, if Sam squinted.]
But He isn't responsible for this. He has better things to do than transplant a bunch of random people into a Norse pantheon.
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[ ...yeah that sounds about right, one way or another. even knowing that there really is a God out there, is that really any reason to act at all differently?
...not really. ]
That doesn't really seem like something God would do anyway. Doesn't really fit his M.O.
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[Hn.]
Nah, I agree. But I don't know what the M.O even is for these gods.
And I doubt the information in this place is going to tell me.
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[ a shrug. ]
It doesn't seem like they really care what we do anyway.
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... yeah, if you look at it that way.
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He just acted like an elitist asshole.
[Like Michael, really. Same old song and dance.]
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Well, if that's the case, then all the ones I've met get an A for effort.
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One day I'll meet one that doesn't piss me off in the first ten seconds.
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They haven't tried killing anyone, as far as I'm aware. That's a good sign.
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