December Chronicle [ closed ]

[outwear]

Who: Sam Winchester
What: Catch-all for getting settled, meeting those of acclaim, and preparing to get more involved.
Where: Cadens, Nocwich, Horizon
When: December
Notes: PM for starters; will match style.
Warnings: See headers in individual threads. Please mark appropriately.





So now that you've arrived, well, you wonder,
What is it that you've done to make the grade?

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[outwear]

Amusement plays on Sam's lips and he tips a shoulder upward in a shrug. "It's the height, isn't it? And the hair. And school thing," he points out, unceasingly merciless at times when it comes to this sort of rhetoric.

For Sam, who was essentially raised by Dean, there isn't a day that goes by that he doesn't feel the lessons of a lifetime together coming through him in recognizable patterns of actions and thoughts (even if he doesn't act on them). At the heart of him is the heart of Dean. He was built that way, side-by-side with a true catalyst of good, the driving force, the magnetic pull that keeps them together. Even at his worst, Dean always fights. Sam should be so lucky.

"We've actually got a lot in common," he finally says, as if snapped out of a dream, perhaps even a hair over-obvious in saying as much. Although he doesn't explain further, there's no doubt (today) in Sam's mind about the marks they share.

Gesturing openly, he notes Ciri while sitting up some in his seat. Signaling his interest, he says, "Why don't you tell me a little bit about you. Dean mentioned you're not alone here?" The lilt of his question is less because Dean directly said as much and more because it's something that's been gleaned or otherwise overheard and it hasn't particularly felt like a secret.

[wiedzminka]

Ciri isn't particularly used to this sort of interview-style formal introduction. She bears with it because Dean is a friend -- an ally, and Geralt's friend as well, and someone important to Jo. But she feels markedly awkward, and a little annoyed, and it may show slightly in the tight pull of her lips and the set of her shoulders. She leans back in her chair, tossing back the rest of her drink with formidable speed and surety. Then waves at a passing serving boy for another.

"Been here about a year and a half now. I hunt monsters, take the occasional job as a guard and monster deterrent. Dean mentioned you know a bit about that too."

Despite the leading question, she doesn't really elaborate on what Dean might've meant by her not being alone here. What is she supposed to say? Start elaborating on who is from her world, who she lives with, who her friends are? It seems rather ridiculous.

Ciri shoots Dean a look.

What the hell are we doing here?