towerofanimus | This Is A Joke, Right?

Characters: Sam Winchester [

xbludjunkie] and EVERYONE!
Setting: The dorms
Format: Whichever, don‘t cur. I'll match it.
Summary: Sam just woke up, and he's pretty confused. Prepare for interrogation if you approach.
Warnings: PG-13 for language maybe.

Waking up in a unfamiliar room wasn't alarming. Blank walls and laying on an uncomfortable bed? Yeah, that was pretty normal. See, he was used to traveling from motel room to motel room with his brother, so his initial response was to roll out of bed and start getting ready; either to go get caffeination and wake his previously mentioned brother up, or try getting ready while avoiding the walking embodiment of a health hazard that was his brother.

Except then he remembered he had fallen asleep at Bobby's yesterday, and that he so hadn't fallen asleep in these clothes.

No really, what in all of Hades was he wearing?

Panic? Nah, Sam didn't panic. He hunted things that made nightmares pale and fidgety, and so was kind of over the whole panic thing. He was a little anxious to figure out how he got here though. Immediately he got out of the bed to look around, noticing three very important things right out of the gate. One, he obviously wasn't alone since there were other beds here, two, he obviously hadn't come here on his own because he didn't pack via trunk. (Duffel bags; they were easily accessible and you could grab 'em on the go. Much better than a trunk), and three, there was unfamiliar weight on his neck.

Sam reached up to scratch at it and he hit something cold and definitely not skin, successfully distracting him from any further searching of clues about how he got here. Nope, still no panicking, but Sam did furrow his eyebrows in confusion as he ran his fingers along the thing, trying to feel it out.

... was that a collar?

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[Puppy face - Cannot. Resist.

Her expression softens and she already feels sorry for him, taking a wild guess:] You just arrived, am I correct?

[Well. Didn't that make things interesting? His face screws up in confusion while his mind began to race.]

Yeah.

[Again quick answer. Can't blame him though, cause now he thought that he might just have a lead.]

How many others would you say this has happened to? And do you know where any of them are now?

Slow down, mon cher, I can't answer you if you keep adding more and more questions, oui?
[She taps a finger to her lips as she thinks before answering him slowly:] We are in 'the Tower', but no one knows exactly where this tower is. It's a strange place - new levels keep appearing, along with strange and dangerous creatures every now and then...

Everyone - other than the staff - just woke up one day in ridiculous cat suits and notes explaining that our worlds were destroyed. Oh, and we have these charming things. [Taps her collar with a slight grimace.]

As for how many of us there are... I haven't been keeping track, but there are many others. Well, people and other beings, but so far the non-humans have been docile enough. [including herself] If you haven't met your dorm mates yet, chances are they are exploring the tower themselves.... [Hesitates before asking gently:] Should I take you to the cafeteria? Quite a few people mingle there, and if you've only just woken up, you'll need to eat - oh, but you need to eat the oatmeal, otherwise you'll be sick since you've only just arrived.

[Listens quietly until she's done, cuz that's how Sam rolls, frowning thoughtfully.

Probably would have bombarded her with more questions, but he was reminded rather suddenly of something that was way more important than info.

And feeding himself too, apparrantly.]

Please. I'm looking for someone, so if there's a good chance that's where he is then I need to go.

[Tilts her head curiously. Who are you looking for? A friend?

No. My brother.

Brother? What's his name, I might have seen him. [Winks.] I keep track of good-looking men, and if you're related... [Don't mind her, she's just giving you a once-over designed to make you feel uncomfortable.]

[Oh jeeze, he knows that look. Tenses, even blushing, and definitely squirms like he's feelin' a little awkward now.

And why does he have this feeling that his brother definitely knows her?

By the way, he totally mumbles.]

... Dean.

[Her smile grows.] Oh, Dean! He's quite new as well but I've met him.

[That smirk's back. The one that makes her look like a very pleased cat, and Sam's the large canary she's caught.] I see good looks run in the family~

[Moment of thank God throws off awkward.]

Do you know where to find him? Please, it's important.

["That smirk" brings him right back to it again, however.

He doesn't even know what he's supposed to say to that. This is Dean's area of expertise after all.]

Uh... thanks... you too?

[Shifts uncomfortably. Yurp, he knows he just made it worse.]

[Chuckles behind her hand and relents teasing him.] Merci, mon cher. I think you might have some luck in the cafeteria - he seemed very happy with the ice cream menu for this month.

[Relief doesn't even cover how he feels right about now.]

Thank you.

[And then he smiles at the mental image of Dean being a total 7 year old over ice cream.]

Yeah, that sounds like him.

[She smiles, a genuine and uncreepy one, as she recognizes the fond look on his face as one she sees with her sisters.] Come, I'll show you to the cafeteria then.

[Turns to lead him to the haven of ice cream. Or is that hell?]

[Follows. And is more grateful about this then she can probably imagine.]

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I need more icons :/

Hee, at least Sammy's a popular character? 83

Touche~

En garde again Sammy

He needs to take lessons...

She'd be happy to teach him, though she's rather hands on.

XD