[ sam had caught his fair share of newbies out near the bunkers, explaining the basics of what they were here for and why they should - exactly - pay full attention to the speech they're given. he's helped them get to the city proper, helped them figure out jobs and places to stay. it shouldn't bother him as much as it does that the free cities are still doing this and are still messing up this badly. it shouldn't dishearten him how it does to know more people are out and about.
and yet, it does. it really does. but sam has done enough over the last few weeks of sitting with that uncertainty and it actually feels quite good to get out there and do something. even if that something is just the welcome committee.
still - cas (castiel, his name is castiel, but sam's not sure he's going to be able to keep with that full name for long, so cas it is) had looked lost. really lost. and knowing that he might actually be able to help out on something tangible actually has sam feeling pretty alright about all this.
so cas gets a small tour through the city, all the way to sam's little building. magpie (the landlord) doesn't seem to be out and about, so cas is spared that overly friendly introduction and instead heads upstairs, up to sam's door and inside. it's clean and tidy (a trait from the military sam hasn't quite been able to kick) and sam gestures cas inside. ]
See- not sure about that last one, but it's more of the basic kind. Clearing your mind, focusing for long periods of time. It doesn't take too long, and I'll help you in the first time too, but. [ sam smiles a little, somewhat entertained by...all of this conversation. sam motions to the couch, or the table, whichever he feels more comfortable sitting in as he heads over to the semi-kitchen, because good hosts always have snacks and at least water on hand. ] You sound a bit like you might have known a few Tibetan Buddhists in your time? [ it's supposed to be a joke, but sam had a sudden realization it might not be, so he keeps going. ] Which is gonna make all this pretty easy for you, if that's the case.
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and yet, it does. it really does. but sam has done enough over the last few weeks of sitting with that uncertainty and it actually feels quite good to get out there and do something. even if that something is just the welcome committee.
still - cas (castiel, his name is castiel, but sam's not sure he's going to be able to keep with that full name for long, so cas it is) had looked lost. really lost. and knowing that he might actually be able to help out on something tangible actually has sam feeling pretty alright about all this.
so cas gets a small tour through the city, all the way to sam's little building. magpie (the landlord) doesn't seem to be out and about, so cas is spared that overly friendly introduction and instead heads upstairs, up to sam's door and inside. it's clean and tidy (a trait from the military sam hasn't quite been able to kick) and sam gestures cas inside. ]
See- not sure about that last one, but it's more of the basic kind. Clearing your mind, focusing for long periods of time. It doesn't take too long, and I'll help you in the first time too, but. [ sam smiles a little, somewhat entertained by...all of this conversation. sam motions to the couch, or the table, whichever he feels more comfortable sitting in as he heads over to the semi-kitchen, because good hosts always have snacks and at least water on hand. ] You sound a bit like you might have known a few Tibetan Buddhists in your time? [ it's supposed to be a joke, but sam had a sudden realization it might not be, so he keeps going. ] Which is gonna make all this pretty easy for you, if that's the case.