driftfleet | Action/Voice. Sherlock Sam and the Funky Bunch

Who: Sam Winchester
Broadcast: Fleetwide Video
Action: Planetside
When: Throughout end of March.

[Action. OPTION A. (At Some Point Earlier in March)]

[Being soulless had not been the worst thing in the world for Sam. There's worse to glitch to. But when he wakes up one morning fully resouled and with every memory of being either a pervert or an ass, he resolves to groan into his hands and wish to go back to sleep for a few years. But life's not nearly so generous to a Winchester, so sooner or later he's up and around the fleet again (trying to pretend he didn't hit on someone who is like a sister, or insult everyone's hair, or make out with a friend. Oh god. Regardless, he is... around. Gym, The Space bar to work, the Bloodsport.

He's Sam again. Like, sappy furrow-browed Sam. Thank god?]

[Action. OPTION B. (Later in March)]

[When they land on the planet, Sam's instantly skeptical. It means he should be digging around in whatever has bodies of literature, obviously - so he's in the library, nose-deep, brow wrinkled in deep thought where he scours over blueprints, informational works, and so on. Feel free to break his concentration or make him go sleep or eat, because he's kinda getting really involved in living in this damn library.]

Voice.

Hey, guys. I think I've got something that'll help us. So this place - Nariba Relia, it was some passion project with regards to settling down and making a planet inhabitable. Actually, that's kind of what we're used to, right? Planets that aren't quite as inhabitable, people adapting where needed. Anyway, they were working on this replicator tech - I'm assuming that's the replacement of already used supplies, like we've been seeing in town.

There's not much else here that talks about it, but it's at least something... I've found a few blueprints here, too - if anyone wants to look into them, I'm more than happy to pass off whatever I come across so we can find where the hell the people here went. I, um. I also wonder if the fleet... uses something similar to replicator technology?

I mean, we always seem stocked with particular foods, don't we? In the kitchens. Sure, we can bring our own foods aboard the ships, but I've always wondered how they restocked the basic gels and all that. If we were on typical spaceships from home, I'm sure we'd have run out of rations by now, right? It's just a thought.

Anyone interested in sifting through these blueprints with me? There are a hell of a lot; a whole town's worth, and all that.

Maybe we can get something out of them that we could have from Nariba Relia's citizens.

[AKA feel free to find any information you need through these blueprints he's got laid out.

Also please dear god don't mention the soulless thing.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Oh nooooo, don't do the tak-tak-tak thing with the fingers, that's when he definitely knows there's no getting out of this. He turns, grimacing.]

... I don't think that last one is actual food.

Still a good thing to have over breakfast though, I'd think.

[Lord almighty you stop being glitched and try and duck around the issue that's just sheer cowardice, Sam, you could at least say whoops I'm me again, sorry.

Is she deliberately being a terror
Yes, probably]

[Dude I tried to sleep with my adoptive sister-figure, cut me some slack.

But he finally sighs in defeat and leans against the counter with his arms crossed. First step with Nami: Never apologize unless it's an actual slight against her, or she'll be mad at the auto-apology reaction. So instead he kinda just stumbles into a more honest conversation.]

I was glitched back in time again.

[Look, he knows that's obvious, he's just opening this up for discussion.]

Really. [The driest of the dry. But her lips twitch up, just a little.]

Anything else?

... Is - is this a trick question?

[He doesn't want to get into trouble more than he has, okay, he likes evading your wrath!]

Welll, if you think glitched back in time covers everything... [That there is a lazy drawl.]

I was super soulless... but that's about it.

I'm honestly just happy I didn't try to murder anyone.

[... He chokes out:] Or slept with any of my friends.

[Well, look, that's about all the trolling she needs to do. It did its job. So now she'll just address why she was annoyed this morning in the first place.]

When were you gonna tell me you were okay?

[Ah, right. He bites his lip.]

Maybe after a morning of moping on the planet, probably.

I wasn't — I wasn't trying to hide it, I just...

Wanted a minute to recollect my bearings. You know?

[He was embarrassed, Nami, gosh.]

[Huff.]

Moping doesn't suit you. It's not like you did any damage the last few weeks. [Well, she's assuming, but if anyone holds Sam responsible for a glitch she'll kick them in the face.] Are you all right?

... A little disoriented. But.

[A sheepish shrug of his wide shoulders, a brown curl of hair slipping off his ear.]

I don't know... It mostly just brings back ugly memories. I wasn't able to remember any of my soulless stint before until — [He stops himself, not wanting to mention the wall any more than he had already; he didn't want her to revisit that, mainly for Castiel's sake.] Yeah. I guess I'm just happy there's nothing to it now, instead of it being some big secret, or me realizing I'd burned down half the town somehow.

But it was super embarrassing. I, um. I'm sorry if I weirded you out.

... A lot.

You didn't weird me out at all. [Liar. Also she says that too sweetly.] I think the most you're guilty of this time round is getting a little too familiar with some of the locals. Some people might joke at your expense. I don't think you've burned any bridges.

[He flusters a little, but is at least relieved that that's his biggest sin.]

That's - good.

It's usually not a great idea to run around with a conscience or the proper human emotions that keep you from hurting people. I was a pretty tame soulless dude compared to most people, but... I still could've really screwed things up, if I had enough reason to.

We would've put you down if we had to.

...

[:D]

So on a rating of one to ten, where would you rate this glitch?

[He throws his hands up, defeated, and starts out the door.]

I'm totally out of here, I'm gone, goodbye!

[So that's at least a seven, right? She's sorry, Sam, but she's kinda laughing as you head out.]

Hey. what happened to breakfast?

[Honestly, she'd rather he feel picked on than skulk about feeling guilty, so. It's okay. She won't rag on you.

Too much.]

Action/Voice. Sherlock Sam and the Funky Bunch

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