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[indecadence]

I haven't seen you in a while.

[ He's had to deal with Dean all on his own!!! ]

[runsaway]

Yeah. Sorry about that. I've been mostly at the library.

[indecadence]

And have you found anything useful there?

[runsaway]

A lot of the same, unfortunately. Just different stories about different Gods.

1/2

[indecadence]

I doubt they will give us much more. Dean told me

[indecadence]

He mentioned your other approach to getting information.

[ Talking with cultists, Sam. Please. ]

[runsaway]

[ Great. ]

I'm sure he did.

[indecadence]

Did you learn anything from them?

[ Because he hadn't mentioned the details. He'd actually been a little distracted at the time. ]

[runsaway]

I don't want to meet the lurking terror.

[ Or anything, really. ]

They sound uncontrollable. People go crazy trying to understand them. A few were trying to suggest we contact them, but I don't think that would work out. At all.

[indecadence]

Not if it means impending insanity. I wonder-- [ But he doesn't elaborate there. ] Do you need me to do anything?

1/2

[runsaway]

I'm not sure what else to do myself, at the moment. I feel like I keep hitting a brick wall and by the look of things, that's going to be literal pretty soon.

[ The blockade... ]

[runsaway]

[ But... ]

Actually. One unrelated thing.

[indecadence]

[ There's a lot he wants to say about Zelien and the cultists, but maybe he needs to sit on all this information for a while. He'll just humor Sam for now. ]

What is it?

1/3

[runsaway]

[ He has to ask. He knows he does. He hasn't had time to get off campus but...man...he's not planning on anything, but he knows he can't be caught unprepared like last time. Not after she's made her interest clear. ]

Well.

[runsaway]

[ Okay, Sam. You can do this. This isn't that strange, right? Besides, Castiel would...probably be able to help him out without completely making Sam feel foolish.

It's not like he's thirteen. ]

Ok. So.

[runsaway]

[ C'mon Sam.

Just do it. ]

Do you have any condoms

1/2

[indecadence]

[ He doesn't know what he should have been expecting, but that? No, not it at all. Still, it doesn't seem like an unreasonable question. ]

It must be serious. [ With Fatima, he means. ]

[indecadence]

How many do you need?

1/3

[runsaway]

[ Oh good, he has them-- ]

I guess.

[ DEFINITELY NOT GOING INTO DETAIL ABOUT THAT. ]

[runsaway]

[ Wait, what?

How many?

...



How many does he need? ]

[runsaway]

[ There's no way to answer this without sounding stupid. ]

I don't think I need a lot.

[indecadence]

All right. What size?

[ He has an extra box, but if they don't fit, then it'd be pointless to give them to him. ]

[runsaway]

[ Yeah. Yeah there's no way this isn't awkward as hell. ]

You have different sizes?

[ Why do you have different sizes? ]

1/2

[indecadence]

That is how they come, Sam.

[ Even Castiel thinks that sounds like a bad joke, so. Moving on. ]

[indecadence]

You can stop by and take what you need - if that's easier.