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[ One minute Sam was getting things together to summon Crowley and the next he's waking up in his room back at the Cape Kore Science Center. Talk abut a major mindfuck. He could really do without this crap right now.

It takes him a few minutes to figure out where the Hell he is and he's not happy about it. ]

Damn it! Not now!

[ Poor Sam is not a happy Moose right now. He reaches for the device and sends out a video. ]

Hey. So I guess I'm back. Anyone want to fill me in on what I've missed? How long was I gone?

foundacause

[ Meg is covered in blood - most of it is not her own. She brushes a hand through her hair, blood smearing along her forehead in the process. ]

For those of you who know him... Sam Winchester is dead.

[ Apparently a lot of that blood is Sam's. ]

lost_my_shoe

[ Oh beloved Science Center, up to all your old tricks! Seriously, this place could reduce a guy to drink. As soon as they can find one!

Sam's back hurts. Waking up in a tunnel? Seriously? He only went to bed a few hours ago. At least he doesn't feel quite as out of it as he did when he first arrived.

Still, Sam's hunter instincts kick in and he's armed, alert and on his guard. ]

Is everyone okay? Dean?! Cas? Jo? Meg? Meja? Anyone injured?

wolfofmidgard

[While the previous morning had been a relatively quiet one, this morning? Well, it doesn't quite start off that way. Meja had stopped by the closet where Balthazar had kept his spider 'friend' that he'd taken off of her hands, to give her her weekly meal. Since the angel's disappearance, she's more or less taken over, although dropping a rat in the room is about the most she does. There's no telling what is in the creature's venom. And if she's eating rats, she's not snacking on people (though the 'keep away - dangerous' makeshift sign on the door helps).

But today starts off with Meja in the closet, face pensive as she turns her device on.]

Safety's a relative concept, around here, but you should all know that there's a giant spider who escaped her 'enclosure' today. [She mimes about the size of two chihuahuas. Getting a steady diet's made her even bigger. Unfortunately.] She's aggressive, but she'll probably hole herself up somewhere for a while. So be careful with cupboards and things like that — her bite might be deadly. Let's not confirm it.

[And if someone has to kill her for self defense, well, them's the breaks for a hissy, giant spider.]

lost_my_shoe

[ Private video to Jo Harvelle ]

[ Remember how much older and more tired Sam looked when you first arrived, Jo? Well, he looks a whole lot worse now. Don't take it personally. The last few days have been hard for him. ]

Hey... You still up for that drink?

hackr

[ Distressed blonde alert. She's clearly trying to keep it under control, but there's an anxious waver in her voice. ]

Hey! Uh.

So, I was trying to make myself a sandwich because, um, girl's gotta eat if she's gonna be trapped in a science center, you know? [ She clears her throat. ] Just so you know, stay away from the roast beef. (At least I think it's roast beef?)

If anyone can help me out, I've got kind of a skin problem. Don't think this is normal human allergies. Believe me, I was tested when I was little and this never came up.

knifecollecting

[It hadn't taken her long to figure out the phone, but even if she knew how to use it she was determined to wait. Maybe she would run into someone in person and get better answers about where she was.

She was damn sure it wasn't where she was supposed to be.

Her attempt to leave the room was good until the door was about to close behind her and a red blob appeared out of nowhere. A quick slap didn't deter it and she quickly retreated back behind the door for a temporary reprieve.

Time for answers.]

Where am I? 'Cause this wasn't where I was before that dick interfered so I don't know why I'm here. [She has places to be. Kind of. The phone moves back a little and it's obvious that Jo is leaning against a door that has something banging against the other side.]

And what's with the red blubber? [Sooner or later it's going to get underneath the door, isn't it?]

Current Mood: confused

whiskeyslinger

[Ellen doesn't have time to figure out the video function on this thing. Her voice is extremely short and angry, barely controlled emotion leaking through. The last thing she knew she was holding Jo and telling a hellhound to go to back to hell.]

Where is she? Where's my baby?

[She's earned that much. She promised Jo she wouldn't leave her alone and she's not going to break that promise now. If this is Heaven, it's one hell of a disappointment, but she'll settle if it means she can have her daughter with her.

Her voice breaks.]

Jo?

lightgunhustler

[Jo's voice sounds oddly restrained when it comes out over the network, cautious and uncertain as though she's swallowing something down, holding it back. She doesn't trust herself to use the video function at the moment-- and honestly, considering what she has to say, it doesn't seem appropriate.]

It's been a couple of days since I've been able to get in touch with my mom.

[For anyone else, a couple of days might be negligible, but she and Ellen have been damn near inseparable since Jo's arrival. Even after moving to the research center, they'd lived together, kept close tabs on each other.

Two days without any sign of Ellen was bad news.]

I'm not holding my breath. Pretty sure she's gone.

[And for them, going home doesn't mean much. What was there to go back to?]

I just-- I thought people oughta know. She had a lot of friends here.

triplelindy

( tl;dr about Sam waking up and being in lots of pain )

[ After learning that Charlie and Kevin are there (and after talking to both of them), Sam sends out a text to all. Normally he would just talk on video, but he doesn't want everyone to see the state he's in. Sam hasn't mastered the art of hiding it very well, especially so soon after this pain has returned. ]

Seems like we've got quite a few new folks around. You need anything, don't hesitate to ask. We're all in this together. I'm Sam Winchester.

I was also wondering about that machine we've got here in the building. Anyone got anything on it yet? I've been kind of indisposed for a while, so if anyone can catch me up that'd be great.

( Private to Raphael )

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. ]

intraining

[ there is half a second of what looks like a ceiling, and then a quiet oh crapsticks before it's tilted, very quickly, downwards. ]

Alright, so Cape- Can I call you cape? We're not even on a beach anymore, which totally sucks since I was just getting used to this whole idea of Cape Constant Nightmare. I even made t-shirts.

[ cue exasperated sigh and overly dramatic eye roll. ]

Also, just for the record, when I agreed to go to Oz I did not sign up to come back here. Wherever here ends up...being. [ charlie loses a little steam, here, looking around her in every direction the camera can't see. she's fidgeting a little, mostly because she's in some creepy room all by herself. totally normal. completely normal. one hundred percent- ]

Not that I mind the redecorating - it's got a great Tomb Raider meets first Terminator vibe - but uh. What the frick, guys? Just. What the frick. Anyone want to give me the sparknotes version before I go completely insane? Yes? Maybe? IDK?

PRIVATE to DEAN WINCHESTER, SAM WINCHESTER, JO HARVELLE, ELLEN HARVELLE, ANITA BLAKE, FORTESCUE, and ALEC MCDOWELL

Guess whose back, bitches.

[ vulcan salute, then charlie out. ]

wolfofmidgard

[Poking around with Anita, and on her own, has yielded the discovery of a lab with decent skylights. As a result, it's less foreboding than the other labs. But only just. What helps further is a series of neat little raised beds — Meja found them in poor condition, much like the rest of the facility, but she's dedicated her morning to rejuvenating the soil and cleaning things off. There are now little carved runes on the side of the beds that should negate them needing to be watered — most of the time, at least.

And now that they look a little less like brown death, she's investigating in the cupboards. No matter how much that little voice says that maybe she shouldn't. And it isn't without a point: she finds a spider in one of the cupboards that's bigger than her own hand. For now, she'll leave it alone, but if it's poisonous she's not sure what to do with it. Someone else could get hurt.

What she's finding is definitely interesting. Unmarked containers of seeds, for another. The equipment she finds is completely foreign to her, for the most part. There are basic things she can guess about, but the technology is... well, it's beyond her. After gathering a small amount on an empty table that she cleaned earlier, she switches on her phone's video function.

Roland the white rat can be seen grooming himself on top of a raised bed. It seems that he's going to stick with Meja, at least for now, since she's feeding him regularly. He's steering clear of the spider; it looks like they know one another.]

I don't suppose anyone's feeling adventurous? Or knows what these devices are for? It seems some of our scientists were into plants... in their own way.

[For anyone wandering in the area, the door's open. When she isn't pondering the technology or rooting around in a cupboard, she's contemplating her notebook for ways to improve potential plant growth — sitting on the floor with her long legs splayed to the side. (Yet again. Maybe this garden will last longer.) ]

runboyrun

H-hey, has anyone-

[Stiles has to swallow a few times before he can keep talking. His voice is thick, rough, and although he's not crying any more, there are still tear-tracks down his cheeks, red where he's been scrubbing at them.]

Has anyone else been... hallucinating dead people? They're hallucinations, right? They've gotta be...

Ellen? I tried the salt. She didn't- it didn't work.

Current Mood: crushed

primogen_vampirate

[Mina's sounding particularly displeased. So displeased, in fact, that the observant might note that her accent is slipping a little bit. Normally, she speaks with a posh and pronounced RP. But at the moment, a little cockney is slipping in.]

If any of you happen to see a stout matron in a corset and ringlets, just kick her and tell the cow to sod off.

[She pauses.]

If a ghost can be kicked. If not, a simple "sod off" will do.

godsprophet

[ Chuck, like most people, has a healthy dose of curiosity. At least, he did before he arrived at the Science Center. After all, he's fairly certain that wandering aimlessly around abandoned, destroyed scientific centers was the thing that got most people killed in the beginning of horror movies.

Or, more frightening, his own books.

And so, until now, Chuck has had no incentive to get out of his own, labeled and personalized, room to what could be his potential death. But there's only so long he can be properly frightened and, he's found rather quickly in this place, ignorance is not bliss. It's actually quite dangerous.

And so, he'd gone exploring and finds himself in the infirmary. Now, he's not a doctor or anything, but he's pretty certain not all the tools present there were necessary for healing people. Not to mentioned the unmarked "medicines". ]

So, uh. I think this might be where we were taken? You know, when people would disappear for weeks at a time.

[ Although, the ones who had disappeared recently were nowhere to be found. He's not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. ]

wolfofmidgard

[It's taken Meja a few days to get a hang of her phone. In her defense, smart phones hadn't existed back in 1971. And though Midgard is up to that level of technology, Valkyrie stay away from technology in general. They travel by lightning, and unfortunately the two just don't mix. So other than exploring the building as much as she can, while being cautious, she's been tinkering.

Now, sitting in the atrium, she successfully gets the video function going. And she isn't alone — there's a white, unkempt-looking rat in her other hand, bearing a few knicks and a milky white eye. He squirms, but there's no way he can get away from a hand that's much, much stronger than him. Not to mention, a hand that's used to dealing with animals. Still, she holds him as gently as possible; he seems more confused than frightened.]

—henge på, little one. You're in bad shape.

[Meja looks to her phone.]

Hei hei, everyone. I hope you're all... well, in our new place of residence. I wanted to ask about the buddy system we talked about before the earthquakes.

[In her other hand, a soft white glow begins to thread across the rat's body. The milky white eye clears, and the knicks disappear. She brushes a finger across his fur, and the dirt there clears to show a very healthy rat who looks extremely relaxed. Healing a rodent, at least, doesn't take a lot of the Valkyrie's energy.]

Are we still going to implement it? I would personally say that it's a good idea, as a few of us... appear to have not made the transition. If those who are heading the project need any help, I would be happy to provide a hand or two. And... has anyone seen Mr. Stane?

psychoh

-- even tell time. They've just got little...

[oh hey, that's a lovely picture of an eyeball right there. Luckily, the eyeball moves back a bit and you're treated to the head attached to it. Norman is staring at the communicator, eyes furrowed and lips in a narrow line, trying to figure out how it works.]

What are you doing? [Another head pokes in from the side of the screen. Carrie just seems incredibly nervous.] Be careful, you might break it...

I think it'd probably end up breaking me, first...

(joint intro post! :D tags will come from norman and carrie. yay.)

lightgunhustler

Stane?

[She's not sure how else to address him, really. 'Mayor' feels too formal and she's not sure it's entirely accurate beyond his claims, but calling him by his first name is too far in the other direction.]

If you have a few minutes to spare, Balthazar and I would like to talk to you about something. Whenever and however's best for you.

monticora

Allison's gone. I guess that sucks.

[ It sucks more than Alec will actually admit to another human being. He enjoyed Allison. She was spunky and sweet. She reminded him a lot of Rachel, but she had her own flare. He wished they hadn't taken her. Didn't seem fair. He's kinda hoping she wasn't kidnapped like him either. He really hoped she got to return back to her world. She didn't need to be here and be stuck in this crap. It wasn't fair. She was just a teenager, but Alec wasn't much older than her. A few years maybe.

Sleeping with her was never part of his plan. He kinda just assumed he'd bum around this place, but then her and Anita showed up. Anita was wiggling into another part of him as well. Both of them seemed to find the human aspect of Alec from different angles. ] Completely unrelated, but does anyone wanna trade me some booze? I got some crap lying around you can have at.

[ Yeah, Alec. They completely buy that her disappearance and you wanting to drink aren't related in the slightest. ]

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