return ( casa de winchester | closed to Dean and Cas )
[An out-of-body experience where his soul feels as if it's wrenched from his body is nothing new for Sam Winchester. The exact nature of this go around is new. His brain is overstimulated as he tries to take in the vision, tries to take in what he experiences, tries to reach out to the familiarity of what might be around him, only to come up dry. It's surreal and screwed up and he doesn't know what to make of it.
And then: he's in a bed in his apartment. He jerks awake. He sits up slowly, looking around. And then he checks the notifications that come in. Mostly news things, bulletins that were put together by the colonies. Oh, and a message to Dean. He sends off a reply.
And then he waits, hoping that either Dean or Cas will come home. He's going to catch up in the mean time. He's going to have a beer. Sam's not really a "beer fresh out of bed" kind of guy on most days, but he has his exceptions. Today calls for that.
Sam's visibly reading in the living room on one of the side chairs when he hears the door slide open.]
why'd you have to go and make things so complicated? ( closed to Kyna )
[It's a day after he's back that he finally ventures out, at least to see people. Oh, he goes for a run in the evening, right after it's cooled off a few degrees. (Not enough, but a humid, sticky summer is to be expected in Kansas, so he's used to it, at least to some degree.) But to see people? To take in the city? To deal with things like this? Yeah, he needs a night of sleep that he actually got for himself first.
Finding Kyna is more or less a goal. A complication that needs to be cleared up. His head is swimming with details. One part of him wants to get to work. The other part is forced to realize he can't really do that, not yet. Not until he works things out with her.
He strides into Red Wings in the early afternoon, stopping to pull out a seat at the bar. He leans forward, elbows on the bar top, and he looks for Kyna. If she's not there, he'll wait. But, well. He already had one awkward post-Aerie conversation through the implant. He'll definitely pass on more.]
making my way downtown ( open to all )
[Then it's just a matter of getting down to work. His first objective isn't to throw himself into a pile of digital books to get researching, even if he'd like to. There are a lot of things just outside that need his attention. Sam hits the streets as a result, looking a little overdressed despite the heat. Boots, jeans, and a full button up shirt? Well, it's practical to him, okay? He probably looks a bit overheated, though.
He'll be seen at a few places:
1. preachers—It's been a while, but Sam definitely remembers being spied on by guys just like this. His lips twitch into a frown. Honestly, the nature of what they're saying is ... not surprising, considering what happened. But he wonders if it'll stay like this. If he spots someone near him who looks even semi-familiar (Red Wings is a watering hole of sorts to help with this, after all), he offers a nod and asks,] Think this is gonna be a trend? I wonder if we should worry about it.
[After all, this is several steps past artwork featuring them. But it's not entirely connected to them, either.
2. disoriented people—Otherwise, he can also be found trying to calm disoriented former soldiers. Sam doesn't have a weapon on hand, and if he did, he wouldn't be quick to use it. These people don't seem to know what they're doing, and he's going to use all his weight to help.]
Hey, just—[He puts both his hands up, both in an intention of surrender, and to calm the former soldier.] I'm not here to hurt you. Just—do you know what you're looking for? What you want? [Of course, his approach isn't working yet. With a dazed look, the former soldier lunges at him, waving a large pipe at Sam's head.
When he raises an arm to block it, he grunts, and his eyes start glowing gold, and he suddenly has the strength to push the soldier back. He puffs out a breath after he does, feeling adrenaline coursing through his veins.
It's both welcome and not. Not because it reminds him of when he took demon blood. When he felt this strong. His chest rises and falls with the feeling, and his mind stays alert.
3. plumbing?—Thing that Sam Winchester will never be: a plumber. Thing he's trying to be right now to help: an apprenticed plumber.
Or he would be, if he could only be allowed to help.]
Look, I know. I know what it was like in there. I'm—I'm sorry. [He huffs out a breath as the plumber explains that one of Sam's "theoretical engines" got his mother killed in the Aerie.]
That's why I'd like to help. To—to make up for it. [But he's probably not going to press his luck too much farther.]
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sam winchester ( supernatural )
why'd you have to go and make things so complicated? ( closed to Kyna )
making my way downtown ( open to all )
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