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

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?]

[sameteam]

[Nope! Not long at all! Sam briefly tries to wipe himself off a little, not seeing the big deal about the whole being soaked thing.]

Grandma tried to make me eat and I ran away. [A little less than remorseful, but he's a little pre-occupied at the moment with the being somewhere new thing.] My bike's upstairs.

[is0latedthinker]

[Alan's face falls a little. He ran away. Alan knows that day.]

...You went to the park and were sitting out in the rain when I found you.

But you ended up here on the way, huh, Sam?

[sameteam]

[Sam's eyes widen a little at that, not really understanding how Alan knows that he was heading to the park. He guessed silently that maybe his dad had done that a couple times too. The park was pretty nice after all.]

I guess so. [He shifts so he can settle his hands on his folded legs.]

[is0latedthinker]

[He settles down next to Sam on the couch, gives him a light bump on the shoulder with his fist. It's meant as a familiar, comforting gesture, and to get Sam to open up a little bit again, Alan changes the subject.]
Well, I'm sure you've already managed to figure out a few things about this place. What do you know about where we are?

[sameteam]

[Sam smiles minutely at the bump to the shoulder, right now the familiar's helping a whole lot more than he really expects it to.]

There's ghosts and a pool and a game room. And there's genes and DNA.

[is0latedthinker]

That's right. [The DNA bit is a bit surprising - he must have run into someone - but the rest he guesses was found by exploring, as boys do.] This is Paradisa. The castle we're in -- it's magic. People from all different worlds and times end up here.

This is important, Sam - it's 1989 for you, right?

I'm from 2010.

[sameteam]

[Sam glances up at Alan, nodding.] Yeah. 1989.

[Then, hold on a second, staring like nobody's business.] You're from the future?

[is0latedthinker]

[Alan nods. It's important for Sam to know this, but he's afraid of what questions that might bring up about Kevin.]

I didn't get this old in a day now, did I? [He smiles to show he's joking.]

[sameteam]

[Sam smiles wider for a few bright seconds before the inevitable questions begin.] Dad comes back, right?

[is0latedthinker]

[That bright hopeful face..! He feels like he shouldn't have brought this up, but also knows it's best that Sam hears it from him. But Alan just can't bear to see that face break right now. For now, he'll phrase it as follows - he can always go into specifics later.] He's on the Grid, Sam. And he might show up here, too - he was here back in May. People come and go.

[sameteam]

[For a second, Sam doesn't know how to really react to that. He could see his dad if he could get to the Grid, right? Or maybe he'd even show up here? That's more than enough hope to carry him for the next week or so.]

Do you think he'll come here?

[is0latedthinker]

If we're lucky, he just might. Nobody knows how the Castle picks who stays here.

[sameteam]

Is that how I got here? [Some small pieces are being put together.]

[is0latedthinker]

Yeah, it is.

[sameteam]

[That gets a slow nod from Sam before asking,] Is that how you got here from the future?

[is0latedthinker]

That's right.

[sameteam]

[Sam's expression brightens again, a smile lighting up a few of the darker corners of his face.] And we're not close to L.A.

[Which he hopes means no reporters, no hounding, just trying to live a normal life.]

[is0latedthinker]

[Well...as normal as life in a magical can be.]

Yeah. Nobody to bother you about that kind of stuff here.

[sameteam]

[Sam smiles ever wider at his surrogate father, clearly very excited by that notion. There's ghosts, pools, DNA, and no reporters. ]

When did you get here?

[is0latedthinker]

I got here back in May. I guess it'll be a year soon.

[sameteam]

[Sam raises his eyebrows, staring candidly at Alan.] A year?

[is0latedthinker]

Yeah. A year here...but when people go back, no time will have passed. At least, that's what they used to say, because people who left the castle would come back but with no memory of this place.

[But then how does one explain those who return to the castle with their memories intact?]

See what I meant about 'magic' castle?