002. [VISUAL] I SEE A BAD MOON A-RISIN'.

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

When the tablet clicks on, it's clearly in view of Sam, who doesn't seem to be aware of it being on. But he doesn't seem to be doing anything particularly out of the ordinary, either. Except for the part where he's not drinking himself into a stupor. He seems to actually be cheerful for once, whistling quietly under his breath as he does something with his back turned to the tablet.

There's a pause, at which point he looks over his shoulder and notices the tablet still on, but it doesn't appear to bother him one bit.

In fact, he takes his sweet time getting over to turn it off, but as he bends down, there's a small mark briefly visible on the inside of his forearm that quickly disappears out of view as he yanks his sleeve down - and with a click, the tablet shuts off.

[ ooc: Consider this Sam's Glitch - officially off and in full swing. He won't be noticeably evil right away - at least, not at first. The plan is for him to get progressively more and more evil until bad things start to happen. ]

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[voice]

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

[Well... why not be friendly, right?]

Hey, Sam. Doin' alright?

[voice]

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

[Certainly no harm in that, at least.]

Not too bad, I guess. Toby, right?

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

Right. You, uh... settling in okay?

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

Yeah - now that everything's kind of settled down for now.

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

[heh] Yeah, it's been pretty nuts. You seen Dean around lately?

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

Not gonna lie - he's been keeping to himself lately. I can't say I blame him, though I'm pretty sure that crop-up of spirit fever he had again didn't help things.

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

Yeah... probably not. [Toby goes quiet, because he thinks if he speaks, the wrong thing might come out.]

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

[Sam knows that silence. That's the silence Dean gets into when he's trying not to say something.]

... everything okay?

[notcursed.livejournal.com]

What? Yeah, everything's great.

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

Okay. If you're sure.

[voice]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Hi Sam! How are you?

[voice]

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

[There's a bit of a smirk that precedes his answer.]

Cordelia? Doing fine, and yourself?

[voice]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Not too bad, I guess? Some of my friends from L.A. managed to get sucked in this place too, so... at least there's like a sharing of the suckage that is being stuck in this place?

[voice]

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

Sharing of the suckage. I can't say I've ever heard it put like that before.

[voice]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Well, I am rather good with the vocabulary, if you must know.

So! What are you up to?

[voice]

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

Clearly, and your skills might even surpass many.

Not that much, to be honest. It's kind of boring.

[voice]

[glowingseer.livejournal.com]

Why thank you kind sir! I did graduate within top ten percent of my class. So, you know - my skills might pop out every now and then!

I know, right? Ugh. It's like, hey Taxon, don't you know anything fun your prisoners can do while being all imprisoned in here?

[voice]

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

Are you taking requests? I want N'Sync next.

[Cheerful Dawn is cheerful]

Hey, Sam. You're sounding large with the happy today. Anything special, or just a good day?

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

That might be a little harder, but I could give it a shot.

[He shakes his head.]

You mean a day where I'm not waking up with a pounding hangover? I'd say it counts as good in my book.

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

Backstreet Boys?

[She shakes her head, mock-scoldingly, but there's a touch of real worry in there, too. And some relief.]

Just say no, Sam. But yay no hangovers, right?

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

Yeah. It's been - well, tough. Lately.

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

Understandable. But apparently things are better now? Unless you whistle through depression, which would be... a little weird.

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

Whistle through depression? I don't think I've even heard of that.

[tothelibrary.livejournal.com]

Hence the weird label.

[voice]

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

[Well then. Sam being cheerful. Odd. Dean, who is currently hiding in the Impala somewhere while he waits for Taxon to forget about the glitch incident, clicks on the voice portion of his tablet.]

You're in a good mood.

[voice]

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

Guess so. I don't know, I just woke up this morning feeling... good.

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Good, 'cause I'm tired of your sorry ass moping all over the place. So what're you up to today?

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

Doesn't seem to be much going on. Why? You have an idea?

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Dude, we've got like, a thousand hatches that can create pretty much anything. We can make something to do.

[gotaplan.livejournal.com]

Yeah, good point.

Okay. Any ideas?

[fudgingkillyou.livejournal.com]

Not a damn clue. Since when do we need a plan? We can wing it.