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text; un: Wesson - Late september

[family_remains]

Test?

You out there?

[egyptologist]

[ It takes her a moment to remember Sam's username. She hadn't realized he was here, isn't sure how she feels about it. ]

Sam?

[family_remains]

Yeah, hey. It's me. I wasn't really expecting a reply. What happened?

[egyptologist]

[ she's...

she's drunk, sorry, Sam. ]

oh yes. im h ere. I don't know.

[family_remains]

Wow.

Well it's good to hear from you again. Where are you?

[egyptologist]

on my living room floor, watching the birds.

[family_remains]

Tell me it's not the cartoon kind that fly around your head when you fall

[egyptologist]

I don't understand that reference

[family_remains]

Remind me to show you sometime.

How are you holding up?

[egyptologist]

oh I’m just PEACHY

[family_remains]

Tell me about it over a drink?

[egyptologist]

absolutely. When

[family_remains]

Now? I've got a bottle of something suspicious and there's no one else I'd rather see

[VOICE]; UN: [USERNAME NOT SET]

[demonicbeauty]

[With somewhat perfect timing, Ariadne finds herself calling up Evelyn. Her voice is a little flustered. And a lot perplexed.]

Excuse me? Mistress Evelyn? I'm sorry to bother you but...could you spare a moment?

[egyptologist]

[ She's not expecting a call, she picks up very confused and honestly it takes her a moment to place the voice, since there's no username. ]

Ariadne..?

[demonicbeauty]

[She's oddly relieved to hear Evelyn's voice. It at least means she wasn't completely wrong or misguided.]

Oh, yes, my lady. Ariadne of Valeria.

I'm sorry to disturb you, but I recently had a troubling conversation. And I haven't been able to stop thinking about it.

I was hoping you might be able to help me understand it...

[egyptologist]

Just Evelyn is fine.

What's wrong, are you alright?

[demonicbeauty]

I'm fine. I'm concerned though. About your--

[She stops herself from saying "mate." If only because it's become clear that Humans don't use that word the same way.]

About Sam Winchester. The adult one, not the child.

[egyptologist]

[ Well. That has her concerned. ]

Sam? What about him? Has something happened?

[demonicbeauty]

To be honest, that's what I'm trying to figure out.

I spoke with him a few days ago and his behavior struck me as somewhat unusual. I have to confess, I don't know as much about Human social behavior as I should, but he seemed a little...

[She struggles a moment, trying to find the right word.]

Aloof. And that doesn't seem like Sam. If that makes any sense at all?

[egyptologist]

[ She thinks back to her encounter with him, the way he felt, so calm...devoid of...anything, really. ]

I think I understand. Did he do something? Say something? He didn't hurt you, did he?

[ That's hard for her to imagine, but you never know. ]

[demonicbeauty]

Oh, no. He didn't.

[A pause.]

And while he's very large and burly, I can almost assure you that he couldn't.

But he did...seem very interested in having sex that "meant nothing."

[egyptologist]

I believe you.

[ Ariadne seems like a rather capable woman. ]

...Did he, now.

[demonicbeauty]

I told him no, of course.

[She's very quick to add that. And not just because she wants her first time to actually mean something. Alastrians are extremely territorial. She certainly doesn't want to imply that she's moving in on someone else's territory. That's the kind of thing that leads to blood feuds and broken packs.

Ariadne so very desperately likes the little pack she had in Deerington.]

He didn't know you were here, in Trench. I told him, after Dean told me. I don't mean to imply that he was intentionally betraying your trust.

[egyptologist]

Oh, no, dear -- you've done nothing wrong.

[ Just in case that came across wrong, Evelyn isn't mad. She's married, for heavens sake.

But...still. ]

I supposed it's natural he's different. I'm different. Eight years passed for me.