Sam Winchester (
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asgardeventide2013-10-10 04:02 pm
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[Coming back to reality is a nauseating experience.
The last time Sam Winchester went grey, he wasn't in a great mental place. He had thought he had officially lost his mind -- and when Sam woke up in the hospital and refused to leave, he was fairly certain he was going to kick it. He hated not being in control of his own body -- it was the one thing Sam Winchester absolutely couldn't deal with.
This time, when he came back, he had had a similar freakout.
It took a couple of hours of wandering around and deep breathing for him to calm down enough to cope with being back in Asgard, a little dizzy and oddly tired. But all of that he could deal with, because Sam was up to date.
The angels fell. Sam had almost died. The trials were a fluke. Crowley was... well, Sam wasn't entirely sure what Crowley was anymore, but he didn't really find it in his heart to care.
Despite all of that, though, Sam felt pretty... good. Good enough to turn on the video feed and deliver his flattest expression, though his irritation is betrayed by the brightness in his eyes and the tiniest upward twitch of his lips.]
I had this speech prepared about the inaccuracies of the autumn festival with the time period of the height of popularity of the Norwegian gods, but then I could've sworn I smelled deep-fried Oreos, and I decided to follow my nose instead of give a history lesson.
[With a brief sigh as Sam turns, the camera revealing that he's just outside of the castle courtyard, where the food is being cooked and smells... pretty delicious, despite Sam's general aversion to things that aren't healthy.]
Maybe I missed something in my vacation into uniformed greyness, but... I'm pretty sure I just saw a native Asgardian eat a hot dog. Are we celebrating our Travelers' heritage or is this some kind of joke? And has anyone told them what's actually in those things, because they're --
[Sam stops himself from his lecture, though, and lets out a sigh that turns into a soft laugh before shrugging, letting it go.]
Anyway -- my name is Sam Winchester and I guess I'm back from the grey-dead, to those that know me or care. And to the new people, uh -- I guess enjoy the food.
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But try to make sure you know what you're eating, first.
[And he turns off the feed.]
The last time Sam Winchester went grey, he wasn't in a great mental place. He had thought he had officially lost his mind -- and when Sam woke up in the hospital and refused to leave, he was fairly certain he was going to kick it. He hated not being in control of his own body -- it was the one thing Sam Winchester absolutely couldn't deal with.
This time, when he came back, he had had a similar freakout.
It took a couple of hours of wandering around and deep breathing for him to calm down enough to cope with being back in Asgard, a little dizzy and oddly tired. But all of that he could deal with, because Sam was up to date.
The angels fell. Sam had almost died. The trials were a fluke. Crowley was... well, Sam wasn't entirely sure what Crowley was anymore, but he didn't really find it in his heart to care.
Despite all of that, though, Sam felt pretty... good. Good enough to turn on the video feed and deliver his flattest expression, though his irritation is betrayed by the brightness in his eyes and the tiniest upward twitch of his lips.]
I had this speech prepared about the inaccuracies of the autumn festival with the time period of the height of popularity of the Norwegian gods, but then I could've sworn I smelled deep-fried Oreos, and I decided to follow my nose instead of give a history lesson.
[With a brief sigh as Sam turns, the camera revealing that he's just outside of the castle courtyard, where the food is being cooked and smells... pretty delicious, despite Sam's general aversion to things that aren't healthy.]
Maybe I missed something in my vacation into uniformed greyness, but... I'm pretty sure I just saw a native Asgardian eat a hot dog. Are we celebrating our Travelers' heritage or is this some kind of joke? And has anyone told them what's actually in those things, because they're --
[Sam stops himself from his lecture, though, and lets out a sigh that turns into a soft laugh before shrugging, letting it go.]
Anyway -- my name is Sam Winchester and I guess I'm back from the grey-dead, to those that know me or care. And to the new people, uh -- I guess enjoy the food.
[Pause.]
But try to make sure you know what you're eating, first.
[And he turns off the feed.]

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[Danielle, asking the hard-hitting questions. Over what appears to be a red solo cup of wine.]
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An Oreo is a chocolate cookie with frosting in the middle. If you dunk it in oil and fry it, it gets really fluffy. Pretty delicious, but definitely bad for you.
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[ Which is a half lie. Dean is always grumpy. ]
Welcome back. Definitely go for the food; most of it's great.
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[Though Sam makes something of a face at being labeled the younger Winchester, because... that's how it's always been, really, and it's never going to change.]
Dean is still here?
[There's a definite note of hopeful relief in his tone, at that news.]
I will -- as soon as I find my family. I'm betting most of them are lurking around the festival, but it doesn't hurt to put out a broadcast and touch base.
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Anniversaries?
[He totally knows, and he's quietly beating himself up over being grey even though it wasn't strictly his fault, but there's no harm in teasing her just a little bit.
His eyes are a little too bright to pass for genuine confusion.]
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Back from the what? That different than normal dead?
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I mean, who really cares what's in hot dogs, anyway?
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I guess the familiarity of it in a topsy-turvy world overcomes the disgusting nature of mechanically separated chicken.
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Castiel listens to the whole post, even though it's really pretty inane considering that hotdogs are the least of any of their worries, but he doesn't care. When he opens the connection, he greets Sam with a faint smile.]
It is good to see you have returned.
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Did you find the hamburger stand yet?
[xoxo your dick friend sam]
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I've heard bits and pieces, most of it awful.
Catch me up?
[If Isaac has time, that is.]
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[Different from Sir Giant, since that was Percival, and so far as he knows you are not a Knight]
What is a hot dog?
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Mordred, right?
[Genially, amused.]
It's kind of like a sausage. Do you know what that is?
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They've been pretty busy for the last couple of days, but I'm gonna have to say no, not a joke.
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Better than it could be, I guess. I'll take my favorite food over being cursed.
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There is no comedic junk food inside the walls: only military rations, dirt potatoes, and bread. Lots of bread.]But you know something about this world's history and its gods?
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[With half a laugh as he shrugs -- but at the question, Sam tilts his head.]
I was on the first wave of Travelers -- and I've got some experience in my own universe with the pagan pantheon.
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[He thought he was the only one... Granted, Ryoji hasn't been asking around, but he didn't want to bother anyone unless they were willing to share something as personal as that could be.]
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I came back from being grey.
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[With a slight smile.]
It's nice to meet you, Kara.
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