Baby, baby, baby, when all your love is gone,

[sameteam]

Who: Sam Flynn and you!
What: Sam wanders around the Castle!
When: Monday evening!
Where: The Lobby (and really anywhere in the Castle, he's doing a lot of wandering, but the intro is set up for the lobby)!
Rating: Warnings for exclamation points!!!!!! Otherwise lolnope. Action!spam is preferred so I can get a good jump on things. <3


[Sam honestly isn't exactly sure how he ended up here in what looks like a too-fancy lobby, but he knows it involved a lot of wandering, going down some stairs, going up others. His small chucks shuffle across the floor as he stares out at the large space from where he starts down the staircase toward one of those couches. Part of him guesses that this isn't LA, but how could he have gone anywhere besides?

Curiously, he regards the first couch he comes to, sitting himself down on it and folding his legs. At least this is better than his previous plan of riding off to the park to sit in the rain. He's still more than a little soaked, but that's not important to him right now.]

Comments

[ectobabble]

[Ray's on his way out of the kitchen with a soda in one hand and a box of cheez-its in the other when he spots the kid]

Oh, wow. I didn't know it was raining out ...!

[sameteam]

[Sam stares up at Ray for a couple seconds. Cheez-its. Do want.]

For a while. [Kind of half-wiping himself off with his already-damp plaid overshirt.]

[ectobabble]

Yeah? Hm. ... Hey, could I get a towel?

[and a ghost floats over with one, which he takes with a grateful smile] Thanks. ... Here, this'll work better. You want some cocoa or coffee or somethin'?

[sameteam]

[Sam is staring hard at that ghost, watching as it moves. Woah woah woah.]

What was that?

[Ignoring the towel because it's not a ghost okay.]

[ectobabble]

Oh, that? [he shrugs, smiling] Standard Class 3 Paradisan wish-ghosts.

... Hold on a second, did you just get here?

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky sees the kid sitting in the lobby, soaked and does what any good psuedo-big brother would do. He goes over there.] Kid, you really shouldn't walk out in the rain like that. You'll catch a cold. Or something.

[sameteam]

[Sam frowns a little at Bucky.] I didn't want to eat, okay.

[As, the last thing he remembered before coming here was his grandparents trying to look out for his own good trying to force him to eat.]

[blue_sniper]

...Why not? And who was trying to make you?

[sameteam]

I just don't. [Sam looks away, shifting uneasily on the couch.] Grandma and grandpa did.

[blue_sniper]

[Bucky shakes his head and wishes up a towel for him.] You can't always run away from your family, kid. They probably just want you to eat something because you're worrying them.

But...I guess it doesn't matter now. [Not that he's here in Paradisa.]

[whatialways_do]

[Max, apparently, collects all the kids. Mostly because she's good with kids, most of the time.

Probably because she never got to have a childhood, but that's not really the point.

She's making her way through the castle, doing what she normally does, when she spots Sam, and gives him a small smile. Her money's on resident on a loss, but she's not married to the idea yet]

Hey, kid. You okay?

[sameteam]

[Sam watches her curiously, glancing up a little and nodding. He's just kind of chilling and pretty calm for a kid who's been suddenly displaced from home. ]

Yeah. [Still kind of staring at her, despite the simple answer.]

[whatialways_do]

[eyebrow raise. One word answers are always interesting]

This place is pretty cool, huh?

[sameteam]

[Sam nods eagerly, a smile starting to peek around the corners of his mouth.]

I saw a ghost! [And guess who wasn't scared at all. That's right, this tough guy right here.]

[whatialways_do]

[chuckles a bit as she goes to sit next to him]

I dunno about the ghosts -- they kinda creep me out.

1/3

[is0latedthinker]

[Alan has just finished his own meal and is on his way out of the kitchen. He figures he'll head up to his room for a little quiet time before coming back down to relax in the lobby, maybe have dessert - he's not too big a fan of the ghosts. Benevolent or not, they're still kinda creepy.

He takes a cursory look around the lobby, just passing through...A kid's settled on one of the couches, a boy with a mop of unruly brown hair.]

2/3

[is0latedthinker]

[His gaze flickers back to the door he's about to step through before he falters in his steps. Wait. That mop of hair was familiar. But he hadn't seen it in...well, in twenty years.]

3/3

[is0latedthinker]

[And that has Alan turning back toward the kid, checking his suspicions. The Castle's not playing a joke, right?]

Sam?

that's my bad. /sob

[sameteam]

[Sam glances up from where he's situated on the couch at the sound of his name, staring out from under that aforementioned unruly mop of hair. Alan is still recognizable, even with twenty odd years more experience under his belt, but still. Have some confusion!]

Alan?

No problemo :)

[is0latedthinker]

[That's right - Sam's got to be just as confused by Alan's appearance. Twenty years backwards for him is twenty years forward for the younger male, after all.]

Yeah. Yeah, it's me. [His smile is soft as he tries to be reassuring.]

You're soaked - what happened? Did you just get here? [He hasn't left you all alone here long, has he?]

So much action

[wizard_redfive]

[Today has been a busy day for Dairine. Between the Peace Patrol meeting and visiting the TARDIS, she’s exhausted! Well, that’s wizard’s business for you: run around keeping the world in order and barely get a moment to yourself.

When Dairine leaves the TARDIS, her original plan is to head straight to her room and get some rest. On the way through the lobby, she barely notices the other kid in the room. But he might notice her... or at least the silvery laptop following her on thin metal legs.]

aw yeah~

[sameteam]

[Sam watches as Dairine moves across the lobby, but then focuses in more on the laptop following her. Curiously, he gets up from where he's sitting on his couch to try and get closer without disturbing either of them. He just wants to check it out okay.]

I have no Spot icons right now. Phooey. :/

[wizard_redfive]

[So far he’s successful. Dairine has a lot on her mind right now, which is taking up most of her concentration.

Whether the laptop has noticed or not is hard to tell. But once it's halfway across the floor the computer stops and scratches at its case, like a dog with an itch.]

:c

[sameteam]

[Sam watches Spot curiously, trying to figure out if it's a dog or a computer. He inches ever closer, just trying to see more details.]

tl;rd: Spot seeeees you. 8>

[wizard_redfive]

[Spot is most definitely a computer, though certainly an odd looking one. At first glance, he just seems to be a small-ish laptop, around the size of a large paperback. The slivery case has a familiar apple logo on it, but without the usual bite. Still, not too strange.

Except it has no disk drives.

...And no battery.

Then there are the spider-like legs, which have finished scratching and are shifting from side to side. At this point, any possible misconceptions of him being a normal computer go up in smoke.

Suddenly, the laptop goes still. Very still. And although nothing has visibly changed, Sam might notice that it feels like he’s being watched. Yuuup, Spot has noticed him now.]