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[smartwinchester.livejournal.com]

[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.

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[thestormishere]

[ A conspicuous pause- accepting the whole 'nother universe bit is sure to take her some time to sink in, yes. People who don't know about fal'Cie...? It's almost impossible to imagine-- too good to imagine, really.

Maybe Sam here just knows them by some other name, or... something. ]

Thing decides it wants you to do something for it, so you get slapped with a Brand, magical powers... sound familiar?

[smartwinchester.livejournal.com]

So pretty much the same situation we're in now, minus the branding.

[Sam arches his eyebrows, as if waiting for confirmation.]

[thestormishere]

You got it.

[ Or so she thinks- it's not like she's stripped down to check for any errant arcane tattooing, but when she was branded before she knew exactly where it was even without having to check.

She was kind of hoping for another answer there, though. Strange... ]

[smartwinchester.livejournal.com]

[He recognizes the frustration easily enough -- and is quick to offer a small smile.]

Sorry. This whole 'other universe' thing is kind of hard to deal with the first time around.

What's your name?

[thestormishere]

[ Is he condescending her? The smile's met with not much more than a dip of her chin and a slow blink through the sweep of her pale fringe. ]

It's Lightning. [ She looks aside. ] Can I ask why you want to know all this?

[smartwinchester.livejournal.com]

Lightning. Nice to meet you.

[Easily.]

The more I know about what these gods are capable of, the more we can work on getting out of here.