[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...

Comments

[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.

[avengeful]

He whistles at that, not bothering to mask a deep grin. "Look who's smart. Takes a lot of focus and skill to learn that much at your age, y'know. I bet you're gonna have the most brains in the land."

He's mostly just taking cues from Dean's conversations with him, when he was her age, but they meant a lot to him, and it's always good to see the younger kids using their noggins so much, y'know?

[wolfchild]

And it works. She grins toothily. "I learn from the sailors. They'll teach me words when they come to buy from me."

[avengeful]

He laughs at that, unchecked and surprisingly light (and dorky, come on).

"Ha, so that's where the cursing comes from! It all makes sense!"

[wolfchild]

She grins.

"I learned those first."

[avengeful]

"I bet. I'm sure they'd be proud of your mastery there," he snorts, "You were around a bunch of sailors, though?"

Gnarly, violent, grumpy sailors, or what?

[wolfchild]

"I sold my wares at the wharves. Clams, cockles, oysters." She shrugs. "I'd talk to them and they'd tell me where they were from and where they'd been and where they were going."

[avengeful]

"Then you must've heard a lot of interesting stories," he thinks aloud, hands behind his head as if he's lounging in a hammock. "Did you travel a lot, or was that mostly their job?"

[wolfchild]

She wrinkles her nose in confusion. "I always lived in Braavos. I never left. ...Until I got here."

[avengeful]

"Well, you're definitely doing great so far. Space is about as far away as you can get from home."

[wolfchild]

"I miss Braavos," she admits.

She can't tell her brothers this without triggering a fight. She loves Winterfell and misses it so it becomes a physical ache, but she also misses her mist-covered city built over the brackish water. She misses the people and walking the canals and the purple hulls and sails of the Braavosi ships. She even misses Brusco and his daughters. And the House of Black and White.

[avengeful]

"Yeah?" He leans in a little, floating as if he were laying on his forearms on his stomach. He ends up turning upside down despite his best efforts. "You know... I miss the place I used to live, too. Before I started traveling. I mean -- I know I can't really go back now, and I was always kind of out of place... but I was happiest there. For a while."

It's hard to stop his tone from going light and gentle, so very Sammy. Hard to stop the sad look that passes his face.

"... But shit happens."

[wolfchild]

"I guess." She looks down. "I'm dizzy. Can we get back to the floor?"

[avengeful]

He nods, strengthening his smile before offering a hand.

"Sure. Lets get to the floor. I'm sure your direwolf is wondering what's taking so long."