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Sam Winchester ([personal profile] imnot_likeyou) wrote in [community profile] paradisalost2011-11-02 01:18 pm

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Who: Sam Winchester and ... Someone.
What: Sam getting his soul back, and the end of his loss.
When: Wednesday, November 2nd.
Where: Back in the woods where Mindy ditched the Impala.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: First person to tag in gets the dubious honor of waking Sam up. Anyone after that can help him dig the Impala out of the leaves and get it back to the garage, but he's only unconscious for the first thread.



November second is a big day for Winchesters.

If Sam were giving it any thought, the fact that two of the most important people in his life died on All Souls Day might mean something to him, but as of right now, he isn't giving it that much thought. He's just making sure the dogs do their business so he can get back inside and go to work.

He's settled into a schedule, which could either be a good or bad thing, but at the moment, he didn't care.

The leaves make it hard to see anything a lot of the time, but even they can't completely bury something like the Impala. There's too much of it, and the leaves run off the black gloss paint to just pile everywhere around it, but the sun still glints off the finish the same way. Normally, Sam would have never given it a second glance, but today it held his gaze for longer than a moment, and right after that, it all came rushing back.

The pain, the guilt, the love and the trust, all of it flooded back into his system like a shot of adrenaline, and he doesn't know what it was that did this to him, but it hits him like a freight train -- everything he's done in the last two months. Everyone he's ignored. Everyone he's used.

It's all too much to take in at once, and it's not long before his eyes roll to the back of his head and he collapses onto the ground. Alice and Cooper will wander over to find him and stand guard, but for right now, he's catching up on some much needed sleep.

You can't go without it for two months and not expect any consequences, after all.

[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com 2011-11-09 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"... Ah." Duke puts away his water, but sits where he is still. ".... Car...?" He's from a monster infested world, shh.

[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com 2011-11-13 12:20 am (UTC)(link)
".... Ah." Duke says it like he completely understands what Sam's talking about. Only he's not even looking in the right direction to be able to see the car.

[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com 2011-11-14 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Just a little off. A blank blink, and Duke stares more or less at Sam.

"...." Okay, so he's done pretending he can see the car. "... Not a word familiar to me."

[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com 2011-11-16 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
".... Similar to carriage then." Car, carriage, it makes sense to him.

"... propelled in another manner than drawn, assume."

[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com 2011-11-16 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
"....New." A slight shrug. Duke will be carefully getting to his feet now, and the way he dusts himself off says it was because he was fairly sure there was leaves there, even if they weren't where he was dusting.

"Such things were not a subject of interest, alternative forms of power."

[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com 2011-11-18 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Very similar. 'Bigger and better' weapons, Barriers. Destruction." Duke stands there after mumbling that last word, and starts to turn away.

"Transportation was not a subject of interest."

[identity profile] radiantwinged1.livejournal.com 2011-11-18 06:48 pm (UTC)(link)
".... They were worried. It was nothing.." And Duke turns to carefully make his way out of the forest.