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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[vates]

[ Kevin nods, but he saw that look on his face. It's not like he wants to go around bringing up how they were both tortured by Crowley, but... they were both tortured by Crowley; they were both there at the same time, though Kevin got out sooner. ]

Thanks for helping me. [ If he is really helping and he isn't going to turn on him. While his inner paranoia makes a good point, he shelves it for now. ]

I'm just really sick of these tablets getting people hurt.

[heavensmostadorable]

[They certainly were both tortured by Crowley. That fact has been sitting heavily in his mind since he saw Kevin on the network, though it's something he'd rather not bring up verbally. Though it may be another reason he's so willing to help Kevin out. They sort of know better than anyone else what each other went through there. To some extent, anyway.]

Of course. It would be nice if you have less to worry about while you're here. Keeping my brothers off your back to the extent that I can should at least help to lighten the load.

[He actually legitimately cares, though he's got no idea how to show it ...And it doesn't help that the comment about the tablets getting people hurt manages to make him feel even worse.]

I can only imagine. Has it... Has it been that bad?

[vates]

[ Samandriel's giving him a nice line, but so far no one's actually managed to lighten his load or keep him safe, and it's actually getting pretty frustrating. Like he just has to accept that his life will always be this up and down, crazy rocky thing, and he doesn't really have a choice in any of it.

And that line of thought means he's primed to blow up, however minutely, at that question. ]

Yeah! A lot of people have died over these tablets. [ Channing, his mom, a couple of the would-be prophets that Crowley abducted. Sam, almost. That girl Sam and Dean knew that Crowley used against them. ]

And it never stops. I don't think it's ever going to stop, unless I finish this angel tablet. But then if I do that, like, who knows who's going to die because of that. If I could destroy them, I would. [ But... He pauses and looks away, a haunted look creeping into his expression. ]

I don't think I can.