[The video opens on a grey outdoor scene. Conan's beaming broadly at the screen. He's wearing what should be a uniform jacket on a grown man but on Conan is more like a ankle length coat. He also has a matching cap that looks like it belongs to the 1950s. The reason for this quickly becomes clear ( Read more... )

[The feed opens on a very confused looking Dean Winchester, brows furrowed as he leans uncomfortably close to the camera... display... thing.]

Uh, is this thing on? [He raises a finger as if to tap on the screen only to find that, since it’s a hologram, his finger goes right through it. Embarrassing.]

So not that kidnapping isn’t far from the daily ( Read more... )

[This time, Conan's sitting at the desk in his room. The desk is too high for him, so he's comandeered a couple of cushions from the Hel living room sofa to prop himself up. He's got his notebook in front of him, and is sitting pertly at his desk, every inch the little kid playing at being important. The cheery wave, kind of undoes that impression ( Read more... )

[When the camera turns on, Rick is sitting cross-legged on a bed, a bulky looking duffel bag next to him, barely touching his leg; he's keeping it in easy-to-get distance.]

Been awhile since I had a long sleep on a soft bed. [He chuckles softly, a little anxiously.] Don't know 'bout e'ryone else, here, but I'm glad not to be sleepin' on this ( Read more... )