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[ Well, well. Something clearly isn't right here. Though he's young--about fourteen--and doesn't remember Wonderland, Sam is still a hunter. Won't advertise it, but is smart enough to be wary, and peers into the device with a youthful, but suspicious glance. ]

Hey. Not cool. [ He huffs shortly, seemingly unconcerned that he's been kidnapped. ] Usually, I think people make demands when they've got hostages. Right? And I haven't heard anything yet.

[ Sam peers into the little camera, unused to the technology of a network like this, but also very smart. ]

If there's something you want to say? Say it. I'm not gonna stick around here long.

( ooc; his answers will come from

nonfiction! )

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[ ain't a whole lot of sense to be made. now how he's gonna explain it all to a kid? dean's not so sure yet, but one thing at a time. ]

'kay, see you in a bit. [ a brief smile and dean cuts the feed.

after that, he hauls ass outside, like he's worried in the few minutes it takes for him to spot on miniature sam his brother my disappear. but no, he's there, looking exactly as dean remembers him from too many years ago. ]

Still in one piece?

[ hey sammy. ]

Wow. You really did get cursed.

[ Sam's just. Grinning cheekily, shifting his tiny weight from foot to foot. This is probably the first time in a very long time Dean has to look down to talk to him. ]

Yeah, m' fine. What about you, Miss?

[ :D ]

I haven't heard from Dad, though.

[ miss. l: ]

Dude, I can kick your ass even like this.

[ even if he is brushing a strand of all too long hair behind an ear a moment later, eyes shifting off to the side for a moment. dad's never an easy topic, but dean doesn't let the pause linger for long. ]

He's not, uh, here. So don't worry about it. [ but speaking of. ] What's the last thing you remember before this place?

Yeah? Try me. [ There's a theatrical pause. ] You should probably tie your hair back first, though.

[ Weird question. Sam frowns, eying his brother. ]

We were heading to another hunt. Indiana, I think. I don't remember how I got here after that, but it sounds like you know.

Even in a mess like this you got time to be a little shit, huh?

[ said with all the affection of an older brother... err, sibling? ]

Actually, I don't. The whole deal here? Kind've a mystery. But with you 'round, I'm sure we can figure this out.

[ meaning he'll get to keep an eye on sam for the duration of however long this all lasts. ]

Uh... yeah. Pretty much. [ :DDD ]

So, you just showed up here, too? But... cursed. [ Or "as a lady," as he was going to say. ] That doesn't make any sense.

[ Sam pauses. Squints faintly at Dean. ]

... I'm missing something.

[ dean shrugs like he doesn't know any better... which isn't entirely true. ]

We're all missing a piece of the puzzle, yeah. But... don't worry about that right now. You tired? Hungry? Anything?

Don't worry? [ Sam utters a short sigh, but doesn't argue. Dean knows, after all. He trusts his brother's handling of the situation. ]

I'm alright. What about you? I mean, you're the one with the... condition.

[ He tries to mask a wicked grin, putting unnecessarily dramatic emphasis on the word. ]

Yeah, you heard me. [ gotta keep a cool head about this, or something.

you be happy he's missed seeing you like this or he'd knock those teeth in. ]

Startin' to sound a little jealous there, Sammy? Don't worry, you'll always be the chick at heart. I wouldn't steal that title from you. [ said as he not so gently flicks his punk-ass little brother's nose. ]

Cut it out. [ He bats at hand back at Dean. He'll hit back whether is brother's a chick or not. ]

So, what're we doing now? There's gotta be a way out, right?

[ he'd like to see you throw those little fists. ]

S'what I'm thinking. Haven't found it yet, 'cause people claim there ain't one. But what do they know anyway, right?

[ even if they've been here for years. ]

[ He will if he has to!! ]

Yeah. Some guy in a trenchcoat said he'd been here for years. But he doesn't know what we know, right?

[ He'd also called Cas old, for the record. ]

[ some guy in a....

oh. dean snorts. ]

You mean Cas? Dark hair, blue eyes, always squintin' like he's kinda lost? [ now there's a conversation dean almost wishes he could've seen. ]

Yeah, don't mind him. He's, uh-- he's a little special. [ and more than knows what they know, but ah, whatever. ]

That's him. Said you guys were friends; I said he's told old.

[ He was mostly kidding. ]

Special? Yeah, he seemed pretty... [ Hmm. ] Like you said: lost.

He's right enough about that. [ even if he's not 100% about the cas here yet. ] Which mean you can trust him too, if anything comes up and I ain't around for some reason. Even if he's ancient.

Hey, I don't even know if I can true you yet. With you as a girl, and everything.

[ wooah hey ]

What bit about me bein' in this chick bod makes me untrustworthy?

Because you're s'posed to be my brother, not my sister.

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