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Who: Sam Winchester
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: SS Red Fish
When: Today-ish

[Sam's currently taking the time to heal after certain people we shall not name shot him in the arm; it's all good, it's all good. Pop some pain meds, keep the arm from getting worked too hard, it's going great. But now that he can't go do some work down on the moon, he's a bit more restless. Maybe he should tell Katie about his arm, have her work a little magic mojo...? Or should he just. Not tell the small child that someone shot him in the arm. Anyway.

He takes some time to voice some internal stuff. It was mostly spawned by Nightingale, and he can't help but speak up; it's utterly bizarre, he thinks, that he does that now. Speak up. He's still shitty at it, like, 60% of the time, but every percent counts. He compares it to the guy who was dying in a chapel not so long ago, and really, the amount of worth he's found in himself compared to then is staggering when he thinks about it.

Things change. He feels like he's been changing at a vicious pace for the last eleven years. But is that so surprising? Considering the friggin' circumstances, he supposes it only makes sense.]

Someone here asked me how to think positive.

More than that, how to be positive about yourself. And honestly? That's a work in progress. Don't get me wrong, you're talking to a hypocrite if I go... chiding you on healthy outlooks. But you know, someone from another world gave me a task, back when I was low — I mean, really low. She said... Even if it's only once a week, once a month, you should stop and remind yourself of something positive — about yourself. Some good thing you do, or some skill you have. Something that makes you you. Strengths. Foundations for others to work off of. Or hey, maybe you just like the way your nose looks.

If's kind of important, isn't it? Feeling like you're worth something in some way. I'd argue it's kind of a survival technique, right? Believing in your capabilities, they kind of help you get through rough situations. Help you be a better person, or contribute in a way that makes you feel like an important puzzle piece.

[He sweeps his hands though the air, palm-up, simply gestures that come with conversation. One arm is less lively than the other.]

And yeah, I can already hear some of you, telling me to pipe down on the armchair psychology, can it with the talk show advice. Kind of sappy, right? But I mean — hear me out, huh? Humor me.

What's something you guys like about yourselves?

...

And if you give some creepy, flippant, or otherwise wise-ass reply for some chuckles, we get it. You like how edgy you are.

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Man of science; not bad. What's your biggest interest in the subject?

Genetics. I've - pretty much dedicated a good chunk of my life to studying it, in some manner or another. It's been a personal interest since I was a kid.

What about you? [a lighter tone] You can't ask that without sharing in return.

Nice. You sound pretty young for someone that involved in genetic studies.

[A pause.]

Me...? Well... Uh. I'm fluent in Spanish, can read Italian. [And Enochian, but that's a kind of weird topic, huh.] And I have a pretty good knowledge of lore from different cultures, countries. I'm pretty well-read; knowledge is power, and all that.

[young? He stares at the communicator for a moment before making an amused noise]

Well - like I said, I had a personal interest. And I got something of an early start.

[he listens quietly before making another noise, almost a laugh]

Knowledge is power, yeah. That's pretty impressive, though - what got you interested in lore like that?

Oh, well... You know.

Early start.

[He smiles.]

I was raised by a family that traveled, uh. Investigating potentially supernatural murder cases. I kind of ended up doing a lot of the studying and information collecting because I was better with technology than my old man.

Heh. That and I'm not as young as I sound.

[he's probably around Sam's age, if he had to take a guess]

Ah, that would make sense. [a pause] Do you come across a lot of supernatural-related cases?

You know, I'd question that, but I kind of fit the same mold.

[... I've got a lot of extra years. Just not enjoyable years. Bleh.]

I still make a living out of it, yeah. We, um. Have sort of branched out a lot. When I was younger, most the murders ended up being ghosts. Werewolves here and there. The occasional chupacabra... Now that I'm older, I'm starting to lose track of all the things that want to eat me.

[he debates for a moment before flipping the feed over to video, eyebrows raised and holding back a grin]

I want to say we're the same age, but I don't know if that'd be insulting or a compliment.

[it's saying a lot that he barely reacts. Or - well, reacts with more interest than surprise] That's - one hell of a living. That kind of thing are just - stories and movies where I'm from.

That's the usual response I get. Stories and movies, anyway.

[... You're such a baby face, sheesh.]

I'm 33... 34? Somewhere around there. I mean... physically, anyway.

It's complicated.

Is there more to yours, too, or are you just blessed with eternally youthful looks?

Mm, I'm not surprised. It isn't real in my world, as far as I know, but I was somewhere else once where - all of that was very real. Monsters and magic and all.

[look who's talking!!]

We're the same age, then. Give or take.

[that's a new question for him, though, and he can't help but chuckle a little and shrug a shoulder] A little bit of both, I think. There's more to yours?

[Ah, well. It's good that he's started to get used to talking about it, at least. Not that he's ever revealed the actual details behind it, but Asuka knows. Nami knows. Katie, too. It's weird to think of how much crap people have heard. Or in Nami and Katie's cases, have seen. He clears his throat, smiling slightly.]

Yeaaaah. My... soul, it was kind of... stuck in a place where time flowed differently than time on earth. Every regular month converted to about a year there. But... I don't know. I can remember those two-hundred years, but. I don't feel a lot older than thirty.

I guess that has something to do with my body never aging...?

[...mumble--]

Or... something...

[A-ahaha. God I'm weird.]

[oh Sam, you're in luck today. He doesn't look weirded out at all. Weird soul stuff? That's right down his alley]

That - would make sense. It sounds incredibly . . . complicated, but it makes sense. Souls are . . . I'm not sure there's a word for what they are, when it comes to - things like that.

[a pause. Sam shared, so he probably should]

Mine isn't as interesting; I tried to alter my mutation - er, something in my DNA, and a side effect of what I did is now I'm physically aging slower. It wasn't intentional.

Edited 2016-05-12 09:03 (UTC)

[omg my people]

Souls sure are special, alright. I'm still trying to figure them out.

[A pause.]

Seems pretty risky, working on yourself.

I spent a few months piecing mine back together and I still don't have them figured out.

And . . . yeah, it's definitely risky, and not something I'd recommend. But desperation doesn't really allow for common sense.

Wait — you've pieced together your soul?

[And here he thought he was alone.]

[you're never alone, Sam. Hank switches the feed to private and run a hand through his hair]

I - yeah, the last time I ended up in another world.

Wow, that's...

Whew. You mean a different universe you were pulled into, before this one?

... Did you meet — those pieces of your soul, or was it a different kind of experience?

Yeah, another - multidimensional world like this one.

[he tilts his head, frowning a little in confusion, but he shakes it after a moment] It was a different experience. We all had a mirror - a broken one - that was meant to represent our soul. And unfortunately, having your soul shattered - at least there - resulted in amnesia. So not only were you piecing your soul back together, but you were regaining your memories, too.

We had to compete in order to win pieces of the mirror back - and each piece was either a memory, or some kind of skill or knowledge - it varied depending on the person.

... Interesting.

Souls for us are the essence of yourself. It helps you love and care and feel other strong emotions. Without it, people tend to be cold, tend to be more violent and don't feel anything like guilt or concern for consequences.

I... did have to piece together parts of mine, though. It was complicated, but... my soul was pretty damaged at the time, and I had to go through a lot of subconscious work to get the metaphorical heart beating again, so to speak.

That - honestly makes more sense than what we all went through. The, uh - connection to emotions, I mean, not the - subconscious work.

But that sounds similar to one of the competitions. It had nothing to do with our souls, per say, but sometimes we'd go into a person's subconscious to - achieve some sort of goal. To fix something, or - find things that didn't belong.

Ooooh, yeah, I'm intimately familiar with those.

Sure is fun, coming from one imprisoning universe to another, huh?

Ugh. [he won't hide is utter distaste for this games] I heard something similar happened here, so I'm sorry.

It'd be a lot less fun if I hadn't been home first.

Wow, you too.

These places really do tend to give and take away in one swoop.

They really do. Their timing is incredibly ironic.

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