Kevin Tran | 001 | video

[vates]

[ Kevin looks into the camera, stricken and worried, but more together than he would've been two years ago. That's not saying a whole lot, but he has the added bonus of being slightly angry. That helps cut through the fear. ]

H-Hello? [ He twists to check his surroundings; if he has been kidnapped by Crowley, he's not thrilled about making a video message, but then he's clearly in captivity anyway, so... ]

Dean, Sam? Are you -- What is this place? How did I get here?

[ And maybe more importantly: why? Is this over the angel tablet? Kevin's so not in the mood to be held captive over translating a tablet again. Dean had told him he was out of the life, and Castiel's words had registered. But there, he'd done what they asked him to do. He's not about to carve out another six months of his life, this time for a tablet he doesn't even --

The point is, he's earned his time off. Or he thought he had. Or, okay, he wanted to have found the way out of this situation, but instead he finds himself... here. And something tells him this is a little worse than Castiel picking him up by his shirt. ]

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[vates]

Uh... no. No, it's not demonic. [ Sort of the... complete opposite. But he doesn't want to advertise that either. ]

Just old and forgotten. And really annoying. Like, that's my power, right? But it's still hard to read; I get headaches.

[ And sometimes psychotic breaks, though that could've been the stress, caffeine, and almost no sleep. ]

Anyway, I should look for my friends. [ If Sam and Dean count. ] Thanks for all your help.

[bossily]

Right, of course. Probably overwrought with all the demon questions, aren't you. I'm always here for help if you need it, though. [A pause, where she tries to figure out if she should add more than that or not. In the end, she figures she might as well.]

Good luck finding your friends.

[She gives a little wave before cutting the feed.]