[ Which makes it the perfect kind of terrible, then, and exactly the kind of terrible Sam was hoping for. ]
(Cathaway. She said something about the Station not being meant to survive in the void as long as it has, and that it demands to resurface itself to reorient. And honestly? Assuming we can make contact and actually understand it, I wanna know as much information as it'll tell us about itself, the symbiote, and the people who've lived in it before.)
[ Absent is anything about a way off of it or how to get back to their worlds - Sam knows that's a focus for many people, but it's never been one for him. ]
[ Sam chuckles, amusement flickering across their link. ]
(Maybe one of us better learn how to speak whale.)
[ There's a moment where Sam considers that - Damon's right, he was thinking too small. He wonders, just briefly, if he's getting a little too used to having these mental links, that his first thought wasn't how to get the symbiotes out. ]
(Yeah, yeah that's probably a good idea. But I'm not in a rush to get back to my world, kitten, even if I did I couldn't go home. I'm a wanted fugitive in like a hundred and sixteen countries, you know.)
[ Except for the part where just about no one here knows because Sam hasn't told anyone, but somehow it comes out before he even thinks about it. ]
(How similar do you think Italian is to whale? I could probably give it a shot.
damon flickers across amusement of his own, but the amusement quickly dies in the face of sam's admission. wanted fugitive is... not a descriptor he ever thought would apply to sam, of all people, and the flare of protectiveness he feels is palpable across the link.
Well fuck that, you can come home with me, then.
hope you like the idea of constant supernatural danger, sam, you are now officially a part of the mystic falls scoobie gang. )
[ Just speak it with extra long vowels and Sam bets they've got it covered. ]
(Yeah, well. That's what happens when you piss off a bunch of people by doing what you think is right and not what they want you to - only these people happened to be ones with a lot of power.) [ He doesn't want to get into it too much, though, for a number of reasons - high among them is that he's actually okay with talking about it somewhere between light and serious like that, and he's more focused on the invitation.
On the fact that Damon's serious, and that Sam is actually seriously considering taking him up on it. Sam couldn't hide the quiet swirl of affection even if he wanted to. ]
(Clint and Bucky and Steve'd have to come, too.)
[ Clint and Bucky because they're in the same situation as him, and Steve because he'd said the Station was his home now, and part of that was because of Sam. ]
( pissing a bunch of people off doing what you think is right, regardless of what they think — that strikes a chord in damon. he's been joking and having fun this entire conversation, but it's hard to maintain that in the face of something that rings so true to his own experience. granted, sam probably wasn't quite the monster he was, back home, but the principle is the same. doing things you know won't win you any favors with the people whose opinions matter because you know someone has to is a situation damon is well acquainted with.
he can tell sam's said all he wants to say on the matter, but he files that away as something to return to, one day.
If they want to, sure. Wouldn't want to separate you from your boytoys.
sam has like a million boyfriends, and they are all welcome in mystic falls, so long as it means sam will come too. )
[ Sam can feel the echo of what he'd said resonating across their link, and he honestly isn't surprised that it strikes a chord with Damon. There's both a practicality and a goodness in Damon that Sam's seen glimpses of during the times their connection's been wide enough for them to get a taste of the shape of each other's minds. Given the crows and the blood and the sassing, Sam doubts that Damon'd willingly admit to the goodness part, but he doesn't doubt that it's there.
And he appreciates that Damon doesn't push it. Damon's the first one he's spoken to about it here, and that - well. That means something. Something to return to.
For now the flare of amusement returns as Sam picks back up on the teasing. ]
(Steve and Buck might object to that term.) [ Clint'd probably find it just as funny as Sam, honestly. He doesn't say thank you, tries to curb the extent of his gratitude so he doesn't overwhelm Damon - but it's there faintly, anyway. ] (I'd like that, assuming you're up for giving me a crash course in what to expect.)
( there's a suspicion damon's been nursing for a while, taking careful note of sam's thoughts and feelings whenever they're in close enough contact, mentally, and he's pretty sure he can graduate it from suspicion to full on theory by now: sam sees things in him that just aren't there. things he thinks are good, selflessness or kindness that is there on the surface but when you dig deeper just... don't exist. or don't in a way sam would recognize. he has such a warped idea of damon's character, it makes it easy for them to be friends.
one day sam's gonna figure out he's wrong. that day is gonna suck, and damon's not interested in bringing it about any sooner than he has to. he guards this theory jealously, erects walls of fog and feather around it and keeps it as far from sam's mind as he can. when the time comes that he has to, damon won't shy away from showing sam who he really is — in all things, he wants real — but he doesn't have to show sam just yet.
not yet.
They can object when they give me reason to believe it isn't true, he replies imperiously, the sensation of an impish grin attached to the words. the gratitude damon pushes away, but that amusement he pulls on, like a kindergartner pulling on the pigtails of a girl he likes. You know the basics. Vampires, werewolves, witches, oh my! Nothing you can't handle.)
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it's pretty much the exact kind of thing he would do, to be honest, he just didn't know the thing was alive.
How'd you figure this out? What do you want to say to it? )
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( Cathaway. She said something about the Station not being meant to survive in the void as long as it has, and that it demands to resurface itself to reorient. And honestly? Assuming we can make contact and actually understand it, I wanna know as much information as it'll tell us about itself, the symbiote, and the people who've lived in it before. )
[ Absent is anything about a way off of it or how to get back to their worlds - Sam knows that's a focus for many people, but it's never been one for him. ]
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You sure that means it's sentient? Could just mean it's a space whale.
space whales are definitely a thing. 100%.
You're thinking too small, Sammy. We need to ask how to get home, how to get these things out of our heads. )
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( Maybe one of us better learn how to speak whale. )
[ There's a moment where Sam considers that - Damon's right, he was thinking too small. He wonders, just briefly, if he's getting a little too used to having these mental links, that his first thought wasn't how to get the symbiotes out. ]
( Yeah, yeah that's probably a good idea. But I'm not in a rush to get back to my world, kitten, even if I did I couldn't go home. I'm a wanted fugitive in like a hundred and sixteen countries, you know. )
[ Except for the part where just about no one here knows because Sam hasn't told anyone, but somehow it comes out before he even thinks about it. ]
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damon flickers across amusement of his own, but the amusement quickly dies in the face of sam's admission. wanted fugitive is... not a descriptor he ever thought would apply to sam, of all people, and the flare of protectiveness he feels is palpable across the link.
Well fuck that, you can come home with me, then.
hope you like the idea of constant supernatural danger, sam, you are now officially a part of the mystic falls scoobie gang. )
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( Yeah, well. That's what happens when you piss off a bunch of people by doing what you think is right and not what they want you to - only these people happened to be ones with a lot of power. ) [ He doesn't want to get into it too much, though, for a number of reasons - high among them is that he's actually okay with talking about it somewhere between light and serious like that, and he's more focused on the invitation.
On the fact that Damon's serious, and that Sam is actually seriously considering taking him up on it. Sam couldn't hide the quiet swirl of affection even if he wanted to. ]
( Clint and Bucky and Steve'd have to come, too. )
[ Clint and Bucky because they're in the same situation as him, and Steve because he'd said the Station was his home now, and part of that was because of Sam. ]
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he can tell sam's said all he wants to say on the matter, but he files that away as something to return to, one day.
If they want to, sure. Wouldn't want to separate you from your boytoys.
sam has like a million boyfriends, and they are all welcome in mystic falls, so long as it means sam will come too. )
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And he appreciates that Damon doesn't push it. Damon's the first one he's spoken to about it here, and that - well. That means something. Something to return to.
For now the flare of amusement returns as Sam picks back up on the teasing. ]
( Steve and Buck might object to that term. ) [ Clint'd probably find it just as funny as Sam, honestly. He doesn't say thank you, tries to curb the extent of his gratitude so he doesn't overwhelm Damon - but it's there faintly, anyway. ] ( I'd like that, assuming you're up for giving me a crash course in what to expect. )
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one day sam's gonna figure out he's wrong. that day is gonna suck, and damon's not interested in bringing it about any sooner than he has to. he guards this theory jealously, erects walls of fog and feather around it and keeps it as far from sam's mind as he can. when the time comes that he has to, damon won't shy away from showing sam who he really is — in all things, he wants real — but he doesn't have to show sam just yet.
not yet.
They can object when they give me reason to believe it isn't true, he replies imperiously, the sensation of an impish grin attached to the words. the gratitude damon pushes away, but that amusement he pulls on, like a kindergartner pulling on the pigtails of a girl he likes. You know the basics. Vampires, werewolves, witches, oh my! Nothing you can't handle. )