[closed] The Relatively Simple Adventures of Wolfy Kid and Moose Dude

[avengeful]

CHARACTERS: Sam Winchester avengeful and that little girl who curses a lot wolfchild
LOCATION: 7/25/13 at the Floor Seven Holodecks.
WARNINGS: I have no clue. The little girl is the one you gotta watch out for, man.
SUMMARY: Arya wants to see how the holodecks work. Sam is glad to have a distraction.



"Cat" was an interesting kid (he's never actually figured her name to be anything else; Thranduil called her that, and that was that), and beyond catching him off guard with a personality quite a bit taller than her, Sam thinks she seems like a good kid. A little rough around the edges, but it's not like he's unused to rough edges. He's a Winchester, whether he ran away or not. So he keeps his word and goes to the holodecks the next day, perfectly on time (like he usually is, being so punctual) and reading the newer things from the day.

Part of him really wants her to bring that wolf with her. Maybe it was tame enough that he could pet it and it wouldn't bite him on the face for treating it like a pup in need of ear scritching. The other part of him wants to stand in the corner with a gun and hope it's not hungry for skinny ex-college kids. He plops down with his lanky legs drawn up, focused expression lit up faintly by the screen, leaving square slabs of light in his eyes. This is how it tended to be, with Sam, ever since he got a laptop, really. Whether with John and Dean or only Dean, whether in a college campus or in a motel room, there was always that glow on his face.

Maybe he should feel bad, that he peers in on other people's conversations... yeah, he does a little, sometimes. And if it gets heavier, he likes to do the Nice Thing and turn his attention to a different place with a different topic.

...wonder if this thing has a proper guide on holodecks...

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[wolfchild]

Arya sets her hands on her hips. She masks her nerves behind bravado. "Hurry up. I can figure it out."

[avengeful]

Sam's smile turns into a grin as he punches in the commands; against their will, their bodies'll start to lighten up. It's a bit overwhelming at first — Sam certainly panicked internally a bit, when he booted it up. Orientation is easy to lose, instinct (so deeply driven in a Winchester) kicks in, and soon you look like a sad cat trying to swim in water, freaking over the sensation of losing control. But Sam's adjusted, because Sam loves a good challenge.

He offers some assurances immediately.

"If you feel like you're going to fall, that's normal. Just tell your brain you'll be okay."

Rational control. Movement with just a careful glide. He puts his hands on the control panel and shoves, suddenly floating up effortlessly to the ceiling. His hair floats just faintly off his head as he goes, gauging how Cat handles it.

[wolfchild]

She feels it first in her belly. Like her stomach cannot quite decide whether to rise to her throat or sink to her legs. Arya drops to the floor without thinking except she does not quite reach it. Her fingertips brush the floor as her body rises with no gravity to work against her momentum. She has a brief moment of panic before she swallows it. Calm as still water. She won't be afraid.

Arya turns in the air and when she finds Sam again she's laughing in disbelief. "I'm flying! I'm flying, I'm not falling!"

[avengeful]

Sam's practically her age, grinning like he is; sue him, it's a better day today. He leaps down slowly, floating until he's at the ground near her. Carefully he reaches up to offer a hand, so that he can push her by the waist toward the ceiling, to the top. "Momentum's important. You have to use your weight and just throw yourself where you need to go. You'll get in no time. Kick your legs and you can push off the wall with your feet--"

It's a natural reaction, really, but Sam appreciates talking her through it, keeping his mind occupied. He folds his arms in the air, hands on his knees as he starts moving to hover upside down.

"Earth just makes everyone too heavy, huh? On the moon -- the gravity's so low, you can easily jump over my head."

[wolfchild]

"You've been to the moon?" She should not be so surprised; they fly among stars after all. But somehow this is the unbelievable news.

She pushes to the wall. Arya pretends she is in water and tries to swim, but air is not water and it is harder and easier at once and her stomach is still flip-flopping and her cheeks are starting to hurt from grinning so hard.

[avengeful]

"Me? I wish. Every kid back home dreams of that kinda' thing." He lets himself float like he's lying in a cot, hands warmly in his pockets. "You had to be an astronaut to go into space, where I'm from. But I used to watch videos of them hopping around up there. Made me jealous."

[wolfchild]

"But people actually went to the moon?" Arya grabs his ankle to try to propel herself. "What's it made of?"

[avengeful]

"Not made of cheese, that's for sure," he replies, and once she gets a hold of his leg he kicks slowly to help her on her mission. It sort of makes him spin a little until he's kind of upside down watching her make progress, but he doesn't mind too much, even with the slightly dizzying sensation. "But really, it's mostly just... rock. The big marks on it are from other rocks hitting it and leaving holes."

[wolfchild]

"Rocks?" She laughs. "What's throwing rocks at the moon?"

[avengeful]

"Probably you," he scoffs. "I guess that's really just a lot of what space is, though. A bunch of rocks getting spit all over the place. Or things spinning in a circle."

A pause, then thoughtfully, "How much do you know about space? Earth, all that? Anybody been giving you space lessons?"

[wolfchild]

"I know some." A little defensively, but she greatly dislikes people patronizing her for her lack of knowledge of what, to them, is common sense. "Scotty and Carolyn teach me."

[avengeful]

"Yeah? Tell me what you know." Spoken not mockingly, but out of want to know, maybe expand on something; Sam may not have gone in to be a teacher, but he enjoyed not being the one being taught. His childhood was a lot of that (and unfortunately, much of what he learned he'd never wanted to learn in the first place).

[wolfchild]

Arya takes a deep breath. It feels like being again in lessons with Septa Mordane except the septa was never so nice to her. The septa is also dead probably, a thought that makes her sad for she has never thought of the older woman in so long.

"We're very, very far from land and there is nothing outside the ship. Not even air. We're traveling faster than any ship on water. It gets faster during the jumps. That's why we have to go into the tubes. Else we'll be flattened like the cow.

"Oh! And sometimes there are clouds outside except they are not really clouds and I've not seen them yet so I think that's a lie."

[avengeful]

"Not bad, not bad. What do you know about the earth?" Ah. He pauses, itching his head. "If you're from earth, I guess. There's a lot of people from so many places, it's hard to keep track."

[wolfchild]

She squints. "I know it exists."

[avengeful]

He raises his eyebrows.

"But do you live on it? I figure it'd be pointless to spout off interesting stuff if you're not from it. Unless you're a fan of knowing other planets."

[wolfchild]

"I live on land."

[avengeful]

"Well, yeah! But the land of what planet? I live on the planet called Earth."

Is this an earth vs. Earth problem.

Is it.

[wolfchild]

Yes.

"You live on earth called earth?"

She could not be more unimpressed. Never mind that she lives in a land to the north creatively called the North.

[avengeful]

He laughs at that, because really? Yeah, it's stupid.

"There are a lot of words in other languages for the planet, but yeah. Not that creative, right?"

[wolfchild]

She shakes her head with a brief laugh.

"It's stupid. It's like naming a dog 'Dog.'" Never mind that her baby brother named his direwolf Shaggydog. "What other names does it have?"

[avengeful]

"Well... in Japanese, it's Chikyuu. And Spanish is Tierra. I like the Latin one most, I think — Terra. Sounds a lot prettier, right?" Oh look at him, randomly knowing other names for planets in different languages. What a loser. :|

[wolfchild]

She looks intrigued. "How many languages do you know?"

[avengeful]

"English, Spanish, Latin. I can make out most of it, anyway. Little rusty on my Spanish, but it comes in handy," he says, smiling a little. "I can make out some Japanese, but it's not exactly something I could understand or speak."

He nods to her.

"You? Learning any other languages?"

[wolfchild]

"I can speak Westeros' Common Tongue and Braavosi." And had lost most of her Westron accent when speaking Braavosi. "I'm learning Tyroshi and Lyseni."

And High Valyrian too, but Cat of the canals would have no use for High Valyrian so Arya keeps it quiet.