Kevin Tran | 001 | Accidental video

[vates]

[ Kevin's been working for a few days without sleep on the tablet, so when he wakes up, he figures he must've just passed out from exhaustion. He gets all the way to sitting up before he realizes that he isn't in the bunker.

When the feed switches on, it starts first staring up at the ceiling, while in the background, someone is very clearly laying waste to the bookshelf in their room. Kevin steps into the frame as he swings the shelf he'd ripped out to use as a weapon, and he decides it's acceptable before he sets it down. He has a bunch of papers, and as he puts them into an empty pillowcase, the cuneiform symbols can just be seen for what they are -- that is, ancient and unreadable.

He reaches for his shelf again, and now his face fully comes into frame. He looks like a guy who hasn't slept or eaten real food in a few days, with an added couple layers of complete panic. He has no clue where he is, who might've kidnapped him, what they want to use him for, but beneath the panic there's determination.

He made it this far; he won't let them win now.

Once he realizes the phone is broadcasting, he curses loudly and switches it off.

This plan would probably have gone a lot better if he hadn't been Skyping it. ]

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[servingmichael]

You must be Kevin.

[ Hello little prophet! ]

[Video]

[lightgunhustler]

[Holy crap. That kid looks like he needs a sandwich.]

Whoa, whoa, come back.

[Come on, turn your phone back on.]

You okay?

[notrosesshadow]

[Martha's a doctor. She's extremely concerned about this kid who looks like he's about to keel over.]

Hello? Hey! Do you need food? [Answer yes... Or water?

Or medical attention?

[vates]

[ crap crap CRAP CRAP

He waits before he switches on the phone to answer, and now he's trying to pump as much threat and danger into his eyes as he can, but mostly he looks wounded. ]

What's it to you?

[vates]

[ There is a palpable pause between Jo's message and Kevin's answer. Why should he trust her? He's never heard of Cape Kore, and this place looks like a place that people don't usually trust. It almost reminds him a little of Sucrocrop, only less corp and more... residential creepiness.

He looks like an animal about to bolt when he finally goes to reply. ]

What is this place? Who are you?

[vates]

[ Does he need food? Probably. He thinks he's been eating whatever's been handy, and Dean's not bad at remembering to leave food within Kevin's reach, but they've been busy lately.

Even though she's talking like a doctor, he's still suspicious. He can't trust anyone. ]

Who runs this place? Who brought me here? [ Yes, he is ignoring all her questions. ]

[action]

[quis_ut_deus]

[Kevin will find the next doorway he tries to pass through blocked by a serious-looking man in Winchester-style layers; Michael hasn't bothered to snap up the typical suit and tie that most angels prefer. The faint sound of wings beating the air explains his sudden appearance, if Kevin is paying close attention.]

Kevin Tran, isn't it?

[It's the cuneiform that first caught Michael's attention, but face to face it's all but impossible for an angel not to recognize a prophet.

And, since Raphael already has custody of Chuck, that makes this one his.]

[text]

[triplelindy]

[ Sam's current condition is awful. He's got dark circles under his eyes, his hair is only somewhat tamed and he feels like he's been run over back a semi truck.

This doesn't keep him from reaching out to Kevin, though. Considering the fact the prophet seems intent on destroying the entire facility with a bookshelf, it's probably a good idea to get his attention.

Shooting off a text should be quick enough, and it's hard not to make too many typos considering how badly he just wants to pass out. ]

Kevin, it's Sam Winchester. Calm down, give me a call. I'll explain what's happening here, but you're safe.

[ After he sends that text, there's a small frown and he quickly sends another: ]

Safer than back home, anyway.

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[intraining]

Whoa, whoa, dude. Going Rambo on that shelf might be a mega stress reliever, but probably not as helpful as you'd imagine.

[ she waving and trying to get your attention, kevin, pick up the phone. ]

[servingmichael]

Sam told me about you.

[ No, he actually had. ]

I'm Raphael.

[toldinthebook]

[ Well that- That did not look good ]

Hey, kid.

[ Even if he isn't quite a kid so much but. Whatever. It works, and she doesn't have a name ]

I'd stop a moment.

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[foundacause]

The Winchesters haven't got you killed yet? I'm surprised. No, really. I think this must be a new record for them.

[ Hi Kevin! ]

...

...

... What did the bookshelf do to you? Did it give you a funny look?

[vates]

Sam? Sam Winchester? [ He's still withholding trust here because he has no idea if Raphael's just lying to him to get Kevin's trust or not. ]

What did he tell you?

[video]

[blackmagus]

Darling, I can appreciate your taking an initiative, but that's a terrible idea at present.

[She's talking about the shelf, of course. With the angry way people are acting, no one should give other people an excuse to attack them.]

[vates]

[ Kevin lets out a small yelp when he suddenly comes across a new person, and he raises the bookshelf threateningly, almost bringing it down on Michael before he decides to wait and see who he is and what he wants. ]

How do you know my name?! [ His voice is shrill and his panic is evident. If he doesn't like Michael's answer, he's going to get the shelf. ]

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[vates]

[ The text gives him a little bit of hope, but he can't be sure it's Sam, so he does what the message says and calls him. ]

How did I introduce myself to you when we first met? [ If "being chased by Sam through the woods" counts as an introduction. Kevin had been so spooked that he'd blurted out what was most on his mind: the fact that he was in Advanced Placement and trying to get into college, i.e. trying not to go crazy over some slabs of rock in the woods. It's so weird when he thinks about how different he was not that long ago at all, so he tries not to. ]

[vates]

[ He's getting quicker at answering the phone, especially when people are acting like the opposite of demons. ]

There wasn't anything else in my room I could use. [ He's going to need to change that soon, too. ] I wasn't about to go out there without a weapon. I don't even know what "out there" is.

[notrosesshadow]

We're not sure. When I first arrived, we were told there were scientists responsible for our abduction. Since we've been here though, I don't know what the story is.

[She'll let him ignore the questions for a little while, if it makes him feel better. She'll ask them again. She's patient.]

[vates]

[ Kevin answers, but he's still moving through the center, board under his arm and bag of notes dragging along on the ground as he walks. ]

Why? I could hole up and panic in here, but I'd really rather find a place to hide that's different from wherever they dumped me, whoever they are.

[vates]

[ A familiar face. Considering who it is, he's not sure if that's good or bad. Sure, she helped them before, but she is a demon, and Kevin doesn't have the highest opinion of demons, what with having been tortured by Crowley and all. ]

I don't go down that easily. [ There have been a few times when Kevin should have died: Sucrocorp, the second time Crowley got him, the third time Crowley got him. Kevin manages to escape every time, somehow. ]

I needed a weapon. There weren't many options in my room.

[quis_ut_deus]

[Michael doesn't move back, but neither does he advance. He keeps his hands at his sides and his posture loose. A shelf, after all, is a poor weapon against an archangel, and he can fly faster than Kevin can run.]

Relax. I'm an angel and you're a prophet; we know all of your names.

[This probably qualifies as an answer Kevin doesn't like, given the general attitude towards angels he's encountered. Whatever happened to blind faith?]

[vates]

Why's that? [ He's not doubting her advice, but he's not taking it until he gets more information. ]

[vates]

[ Oh, is that what that sound had been? And no, he's not really going to relax just because he's apparently talking to an angel. Kevin's trusted them in the past, and it hasn't always worked out well for him. Metatron saved him, but it turned out that he was manipulating everyone. ]

What do you want? [ He's not going to give over his notes, if that's what he's after. ]

[vates]

Scientists? [ He frowns. That doesn't sound like demons to him. That almost sounds like Leviathans, but they took care of them. Does that mean there's something new going on? Oh, great. ]

Were they talking about food additives?

[notrosesshadow]

The scientists? Honestly, I don't think I ever heard from them. I only heard what people told me. Last time I was here I was dealing with other things. I don't know who took me this time.