[Sam turns on his PORTAL, looking around a little confused. His eyebrows furrow for a moment before realizing that hey he can't talk. What even.] Hey, uh, this might be a little weird to ask, but where am I? I didn't go to sleep here and I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be feeling as good as I am now. [He pauses for a moment.] Does anyone know a Bobby ( Read more... )

[Some days she can still her aching and twitching limbs but others it's harder. She stayed home from the clinic at PPTH because she was combating something much worse today. She brought the drugs from the drug program back with her. They make the pain and the lack of control lessen. At first she sits on the rug in front of the television trying to ( Read more... )

[Dean adjusts the reciever camera of Sam's PORTAL feed over its angled placement on his shelf and points as it starts recording, hits him with the back of his hand against his shoulder, and manages a coy grin.]

[ Sam cringes a little at the slap, giving his brother a look. ] Dude, seriously? You don't have to hit me like I'm some dumb kid. [ ( Read more... )

[ There's not a clear picture at first, just clamoring and a few pained grunts. The video flips on accidentally, and the city's going to get a nice view of Sam's ceiling (and one corner with a foot or two of wall visible on each side), from the floor. It's not completely apparent what's happening, at first ( Read more... )

[ There’s a pause before he actually says anything; the man’s face comes into view first, and he’s looking around. The scenery isn’t too bad; at least it’s prettier than the last place he saw. Seedy motels were generally… Well. They were seedy. This place… wasn’t. That doesn’t mean he’s happy to be here, however. He’s intrigued, that’s for sure, ( Read more... )