[voice.] + [possible offline.]

[avengeful]

[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.]

Comments

voice;

[coolcubed]

It's definitely not going to. Well, I can't actually say definitely. Just look at the first season of Lost. [ Abed you don't even know if he's seen the first season of Lost, stop. Have an opinion with next to no vocal inflection and 99% basis in TV and movies. ]

I'm still not caught up with everything that happened on the ship before I got here, but assuming we're not the first season of Lost, it's also safe to assume that all this buildup has to lead to a payoff. Every storyline needs a climax. Stakes are already pretty high out here, but they'll probably get higher. People will be facing fears, testing the bonds of their relationships, and questioning the real meaning of life and humanity. Eventually.

[ Just how hard the gauntlet gets thrown really depends on whether that payoff is a season finale or a series finale, of course. That is just how this shit works. ]

[askedtobe]

[ seriously? ]

Are you trying to ask if Smiley was in there with us? Or a ghost?

voice;

[growling]

Sorry, I know this isn't even remotely the point, but— Bloody Mary?

[ he will absolutely respond to the rest, man, but that's a really weird namedrop. ]

Video

[enlistments]

Bloody Mary? A rather macabre name.

video.

[coy]

Isn't Bloody Mary just an old wive's tale?

video.

[faithlessly]

Where's the part in this ramblin' where you tell me why you ain't resting in the medbay, Sam.

[ AND BEFORE YOU START ASKING HOW HE KNOWS YOURE NOT IN THE MEDBAY think again. ]

[vivelavenir]

There are a number of cultural significances for numbers, dating back to even the Mesoamerican calendars... but, I might be quicker to liken them to a sort of sequencing, something mathematic, perhaps? It is unlikely that the cultures from your world or mine might have any significance here, where we are at a crossroads.

[But here, he's pausing sheepishly, and bowing his head a little to introduce:]

Apologies, if... well, that was abrupt. I am Jean Prouvaire, it's good to meet you.

...Did you mention something about ghosts?

[fatespoken]

Take a breath before you choke on your tongue, kid. [ The only time he ever hears someone ramble on this much is when they're high, sry2say. ]

I'd guess and say that something big- [ He exaggerates the word on purpose, a mocking edge to his words. ] Cryptic things scratched into walls? That's the cheapest horror movie trick in the book. Building up anxiety for the big finale.

[ He pauses. ]

And what's more cryptic than a number?