[for agravain]: there's a bad moon on the rise

[precognitioning]

Things have been...better.

Far from good, far from even okay still (one night's visit, a thousand nightmares, all the promises, all the kindness) but it's...better. After New Year's, whatever that was, after the murder pulled them back together, things have been more solid with Dean. He feels better about it, anyway. Like maybe someday

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[asshatoforkney]

Keeping a close eye on the shadows, you say? Well, he might spot a rather large fellow in the shadows beneath the trees, leaning against the trunk of a fir tree.

Agravain's not in a very good mood today. He's bored. He's bored most of the time at the Mansion, of course, but usually it doesn't bother him. Most of the time he's content to lie around and do nothing. And drink. But today is one of the rare days where he feels restless, like he really needs to do something, but he can't because he went and got himself killed and now he's stuck in some bizarre version of the afterlife.

"Running," he comments, eyebrows raised slightly, when he sees Sam. "How interesting."

[precognitioning]

Sam catches someone out of the corner of his eye just before Agravain speaks up, and was prepared to just keep moving, but checks his step when someone actually...talks to him. Turns and looks at Agravain, raising his eyebrows right back. What is that tone? (And who is this guy?)

"...I guess. It's a routine," he says, a little awkwardly.

[asshatoforkney]

"Hm. It must be fascinating seeing exactly the same scenery every morning."

His tone probably does sound a bit strange. Usually there'd be a hint of amusement in it which would make it obvious he was just making random comments for fun, but that's not there today. Right now he sounds almost contemplative. Because he is contemplating something, though it's not the interests of running or lack of variation in the scenery.

[precognitioning]

"I don't do it for the scenery." Sam glances over his shoulder at the house, feeling a prickle of uneasiness between his shoulder blades. He doesn't really want to be having this conversation; strangers are a challenge at the best of times, which this really...isn't. "It's a good way to clear your head."