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[Sam lasted approximately 3.8 days resting in a bed after getting sort of kind of stabbed in the back (well, at home, then it sort of... followed him here). He's mostly healed thanks to the powers that be and Castiel, but he's still slow on his feet, all sore and stitched up and sort of exhausted from losing most of the blood in his body (or whatever Dean would claim he lost; he thinks it's not that bad anymore, so whatever). He sort of rests himself in the garden with his network comm, wincing a little to get comfortable against some old gnarled tree trunk.

He wants to get his mind off home. Dad's dead — dead dead, not coming back, no hope of fixing that — and he's got demon blood pumping inside his veins, and Ava and Andy and so many other kids are dead by now... And Sam is pretty sure he's dying back home, regardless of how his conversation with his brother goes. Basically, life sucks, it's a shitfest, and we're all gonna die eventually. But hey, he tries to keep the topic light and his faith a little high.]

Well, everyone from the bridge — I'm glad you're all okay. That was a terrible idea, but. I'm glad anyway. [And he is. His voice is light when he says that.] We'd rather want you guys all alive and kicking, y'know, even if I get why you guys took that risk. I mean, where I'm from? That sort of thing is something I deal with a lot, so... I'm not about to wag any fingers. But did anything in particular happen in there that would be good to note for the future? I know everyone just about tore their own arms off trying to get the doors to open from the outside; how was the inside, though? Any sort of visions, ill omens? Possibly changes in the setting that might imply something spiritual or omnipresent there with you? There were a few distorted voice and video posts, and I'm sure it's been brought up, but humor me.

[It's important to note these kinds of things.]

The ship seems to be warping itself a lot lately, so I figured best to ask. Like — the numbers. I don't know the implication or importance of them, but I know some of you've been talking about them... and the masks are a new thing for me, technically. I wasn't around for that, so I guess there's none to worry about for the newer arrivals, but I've heard it wasn't exactly rainbows and candy canes, though.

The mirrors were freaking out the last time I checked, the previous jump; on the bright side, I'm 100% sure that it's not Bloody Mary. Already had a hell of a time dealing with that particular ghost. [but we did it cuz winchesters. savin ppl. hunting thangs. family bidness. He shrugs. Where was he going with this before he got distracted by old cases? He must be getting too used to this place if he's okay with chatting about them to begin with. Then again, nothing wrong with admitting you deal with vengeful spirits on occasion in a place full of supernatural issues. It's when you admit you kill vamps and werewolves on a ship full of them that's a problem.... Anyway...] I don't know. It just seems like little things are building up. We're getting more information, sometimes literally through someone else's point of view in memories - but I get the feeling it's not gonna continue on like this without something big happening.

[For anyone interested in Offline. threads, Sam will be resting in the gardens; he's been sleeping a little more until he feels more up to speed, or will otherwise be combing his father's journal and some of the books he'd received from home to see if there's anything on 'haunted mirrors'. Just because they dealt with Bloody Mary doesn't mean this is the same kind of application of lore. He'll probably just end up nodding off here for a while until he's energized enough to drag himself back to his room. Maaaaybe he should be resting there. Whatever, hunter thug, don't need no sleep.

Library it is. Maybe he can find an e-book with anyyyy information on numbers and the importance of numbers in cultures from this universe. Chances are he'll find squat he can apply to the numbers on the walls, but it's better than having to sit still for a full week or something. And then maybe go to the med bay and make sure his nasty little row of sutures are doing okay. Hygiene is important mkay. Though he might be hobbling along like an old man until his back feels better. What a loser.]

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No on the pregnancy and mysterious facial hair. I think we've had our fair share of amnesia and behavior issues.

[ That's like two and a half out of three. Abed sets his brain to red alert. So many people from half-hour sitcoms and works with legitimate plots, all gone to waste. (On the bright side, he has his evil counterpart's felt beard available in the event that it's needed. That's good forethought, just like the grappling hook.) Sometimes the burden of knowledge is painful to bear, though. ]

Okay. Is there a mysterious never-ending supply of personal hygiene products on board to keep people looking and smelling optimal? Does it sometimes seem like beards and leg hair aren't even growing?

The hair part is debunked; hair definitely grows.

The mysterious supplies popping up, though? Very real.

[ Yep. There it is. ]

We've been soaped. Sorry you have to hear it like this, I know it's pretty much the opposite of ideal. Like with most unexpected turns to drama in outer space, the important thing to remember is "don't panic". [ Like him. He is not panicking. Mostly, he's thinking about that juicebox he was drinking when he turned up here and how he wishes it had been in his locker. ] By the way, I'm Abed Nadir. I'll probably be one of your sides of quirky but heartwarming comic relief. I haven't successfully flown solo in about three years, so I'm a little rusty. Is it safe to assume nobody's saying 'radical' or celebrating with chest bumps in the halls?

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What?

[No seriously, are you some meta-fied character from a funky universe...]

[ Go meta or go home, that's what he knows. Or sometimes it's "go meta and then also go home because nobody wants to talk to you". ]

'What', what? [ Did he offend him somehow, is that what happened? He's pretty sure he's in the right here, though. Maybe it was just too much for him to take. Space mystery is on the confusing side. So maybe if he just... repeats himself... ] It's a soap opera. Like Days of Our Lives. Or the Young and the Restless. Or Passions. Or General Hospital.

... I think you needed to get out more back home.

Oh, are you a life coach? [ That is not even sarcastic, it's a legit inquiry.

Well maybe a little sarcastic. But he's not so great at inflecting, so. ] When you got into supernatural occurrences and Bloody Mary I figured it wasn't really your career focus.

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Actually, I was going to be a lawyer.

[Sure, it's spoken all sassy, but it's honest!!]

What're you, exactly?

[ Aww, a sassy not-strictly-speaking-a-licensed-legally-operating-lawyer. It's almost like being home. ]

Film student. Mostly. My dad had me enrolled as a business major at first, and my study group just got past a few hurdles with a conspiracy and expulsion, but we're back on track for the summer.

...

I'm not surprised you're into film, at least.

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