Strange Bedfellows Part 1
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madimpossibledreamerfor some of the random usernames i hadn't filled in I tried a generator and wanted a demon-related one and the first thing I get is AraDemon that's reaaaly random
Main Points:
Supernatural AU
Summary: Sam learns about Carver Edlund early, when Dean is in Hell, and joins a fan forum about the books to learn more under the username xcalbr (for excalibur).
Word Count: 2687
Rating: teen
dualevasive has logged in.
dualevasive: Huh, forums are pretty empty tday
sam4563: wud u lik 2 rp?
dualevasive: ...I’m already in a group thinks
dualevasive: *thanks
xcalbr: Uh, sorry if I’m being rude, but I’m new here
magicalmelodic: hey noobs
dualevasive: stop being rude. Hey, xcalibr. What are you wanting help with, anyway?
xcalbr: Thanks. Had some questions about the books (that I pretty much just found)
DeanFreex: o hey. theyr great aren’t they
xcalbr: …Well, they’re definitely interesting, that’s for sure. I know a couple of the questions will probably be more prediction than anything but…For one thing, does anyone know how to contact Carver Edlund?
dualevasive: Nah. (And from what I can tell, that’s an alias, not the guy’s real name. But it’s not as if the books were very popular, and after they stopped selling the guy pasically dropped off the fact of the planet so)
xcalbr: Oh, phooey. I wanted to know if he had any ideas as to what would happen next. (I mean, he has to have, even if they’re really vague-leaving Dean in Hell has got to be one of the suckiest endings…)
DeanFreex: yah it is
dualevasive: Well, I wouldn’t mind helping guess as to what’s going to come next, and if the forums were busy today, you’d have all sorts of people offering their opinions. (You might want to check out the fanfiction. That has a lotof guesses.)
xcalbr: fanfiction?
magicalmelodic: srs noob
dualevasive: Don’t make me report you. Anyway, fanfiction is basically…stuff fans have written based on the book/tv show/movie/radio show/play/whatever. So you’ll find a lot of speculation there.
dualevasive: Oh, and in that case I ought to warn you. You’ll be able to catch most of the ratings if you watch any movies at all. If you don’t understand the particular one (some do the European ones on their fics, or whatever) look it up.
dualevasive: lemon is skin-on-skin porn. lime is making out. If you’re not really looking for that stuff, stay away from the citrus.
dualevasive: Slash, as in, for example, “Sam/Dean” means that the author’s shipping the two characters together. In a relationship.
magicalmelody: homophob
sam4563: trll
xcalbr: …Don’ people raelize theyre brothers
dualevasive: Doesn’t bother some people. And no, I’m not a homophobe. Wouldn’t ship any incest. Ever. Just a persona thing. Oddly enough, don’t care for SDM either. Personal preference.
xcalbr: I just...
xcalbr: I’ve got a brother. The thought of… Sorry
xcalbr: Thanks for the warning. anything else I should watch out for?
dualevasive: If you’re not sure what a person’s saying in their warnings, etc, look it up before you click. Read the intro/whatever. Be ready to hit the backbutton if you don’t like it. There’s a lot of fanfic out there (well, not for this fandom, but for most). Don’t feel you’re being too picky. There’s only so much time you’ve got after all.
xcalbr: Thank you very much, you’re very helpful!
xcalbr has logged off.
dualevasive: don’t worry about it. Being able to teach others how to navigate makes me feel like my knowledge is actually worth something
dualevasive: if only I was a faster typer. Oh well, hopefully you got what you needed xcalbr
xcalbr: Okay, some of that stuff was really weird
xcalbr: and this when I work in a rare book shop
dualevasive: aww jealous
MPOracle: get outta this firum
MPOracle: blasphemer
spn5eva: hey, I know this is our lives and all because we’re all sad teenagers angsting in our parent’s basements, but chill don’t take it personally yo
dualevasive: haha
dualevasive: I’m serious about being jealous by the way I bet it smells brilliant
xcalbr: someone else who understands the importance of old books
xcalbr: best cologne, I wonder why nobody’s marketed it yet
dualevasive: O.o
dualevasive: __ this is not me stealing this idea nope
dualevasive: I used to collect old books but that came to an end really quick on a student’s budget :(
xcalbr: I know what you mean unfortunately
xcalbr: you have to buy all the textbooks but not the awesome books
xcalbr: I’d invite you to come, but
dualevasive: Yep stranger danger this is the internet even though you’re a lovely person on the internet
curi0u5: So from books I’ve flipped through it looks like Edlund really did his homework
llamademon: Actually there’s someone putting all of this stuff on the internet
curi0u5: What do you mean?
llamademon: Someone’s making a database of everything. There’s even a couple people who’re putting “salt and burn my bones when you bury me” in their wills
llamademon: which if you think about it would be hard because they haven’t been dead for long enough to burn well btu
curi0u5: do you cremate people for a living? haha
llamademon has logged off.
Dualevasive and Xcalbr IM session
dualevasive: I am so done
xcalbr: What’s the problem?
dualevasive: You’d think that I’d be used to it by now but I dnno, it still bugs me
xcalbr: what?
dualevasive: ‘m a bishie
xcalbr:…Sorry, could you
dualevasive: Yeah, sorry, figured you were in a fandom so you might know. Keep forgetting htis is your first (and that sounds kind of wrong so I’ll shut up there) …it’s a manga/anime term. Shorthand, actually. Bishounen. It’s basically… pretty boy
xcalbr: So?
dualevasive: Everyone who meets me thinks I’m a girl. It’s not like I wear overly girly clothes or anything
dualevasive: …I’m jsut getting sick of it
xcalbr: I’m sorry. I wish I knew what to say
dualevasive: lol, thanks, so do I
dualevasive: And getting asked out just cause they think I’m a girl
xcalbr: Oh…that might get a bit awkward
dualevasive: Not-not like tht. I actually like both genders
dualevasive: but I’d rather be asked out for me, you know?
xcalbr: …
dualevasive: …You okay? Please tell me I didn’t just TMI you
xcalbr: No, sorry! Never that.
xcalbr: You’ve been very helpful and
xcalbr: I actually view you as a friend, strange as that is. You’ve been helpful and understanding during a time I’ve been kind of in a bad place, so
xcalbr: It’s just a lot to take in. Might take a bit to process, but I’ll get there
dualevasive: Oh, good (and it’s not weird, lots of people have internet friends)
dualevasive: I’m glad to hear I’ve been helpful
xcalbr: What do you look like out of curiosity
dualevasive: AAAAA STRANGER DANGER RUN AWAY RUN AWAYYYY
dualevasive: rofl. Sorry, couldn’t resist
dualevasive: Originally from London so have a bit of an English accent (you might have noticed from a few of the ways I spell things-been living in America for a while so it’s mostly gone but there are a few leftovers-like colour and theatre)
dualevasive: Japanese ancestry. dyed my hair blond and sea-green eyes
dualevasive: I dunno, I guess my hairstyle is slightly girlish? I like it slightly longer tho (not, like, ponytail length or anything, but benath jawline)
dualevasive: and I’m a skinny thing which doesn’t help
xcalbr: huh
dualevasive: turnabout’s fair play, what do you look like?
xcalbr: Uh, never actually been asked that question before
xcalbr: Tall. Really tall. and just kind of generally big
dualevasive: TMI lol
xcalbr: I can’t believe-shut up!
dualevasive: Sorry. :) And I really am, despite the smiley emoticon
dualevasive: it’s…I guess I just deflect stuff with humor
dualevasive: getting close to people is difficult
xcalbr: I hear you there.
dualevasive: though it’s easier interacting online, you can actually think about what you say rather than having people waiting on you and getting impatient or whatever
xcalbr: You remind me of someone I kno-knew
dualevasive: Sry… :’(
xcalbr: No, really, it’s okay. I’m…it’s not as painful as it was, you konw?
xcalbr: And I guess I have to cut my hair soon. Complete strangers are talking about it (& not in a good way) so it means it must be bad right?
dualevasive: You’re not wrong there. I mean, if you really really like it, then keep it, but otherwise
xcalbr: More it’s just like…I havne’t had time for that, you know? So much been going on. I just haven’t had a time to catch a breath. And it doesn’t seem as important as some things.
dualevasive: In that case, by all means, cut it! It’s like taking a shower. it’s something that makes you feel human, and that’s the first step to feeling better moving on
xcalbr: Thanks. Really.
dualevasive: nah, thank you for listening to me rant. :) most people tell me to get out of the forum
xcalbr: Well, I kind of needed it too, so it wasn’t all out of the goodness of my heart
dualevasive: hahaha, take care of yoursefl. See ya
xcalbr: You too.
xcalbr: so dualevasive, what do you think would’ve happened if the stories continued?
dualevasive: Edlund would have more money? pepole might’ve actually discovered the serried and it’d be more likely to contineu?
xcalbr: Are you…drunk?
dualevasive: Doing homework really tired din’t rally have a spring break sry
dualevasive: Working on essay
xcalbr: Oh, I’m so sorry, I know what that’s like
xcalbr: Um. I guess.
xcalbr: Would you like me to look it over? I’m not bad with English and it always helps to have more people look over things like that especially when you’re running out of time
dualevasive: …
xcalbr: If you don’t want to that’s fine, I understand, I’m just…I want to help
xcalbr: It’s been a really shitty couple weeks and if I help you out I feel better about myself
xcalbr: I like helping people
xcalbr: And you’ve helped me out a lot, I’d feel bad if I couldn’t return the favor.
dualevasive: Iget the scentiment it’s just I’m always worriedabout plagaiarsim.
xcalbr: Oh, uh.
xcalbr: Right. I don’t have anything to prove I’m not in your class.
xcalbr: I’m not but proving it is a difficult story
dualevasive: I’m sorry about this this sint’ how it should go but I’m just I’m folling asleep at my keyboard and running on coffee funes
dualevasive: Okay I take up your offer I’m too out of it do your worst iand if plagiarism is a thing it’ happens but I’ll have uncovered your secret identity so it’d be a sputpid move on your part
xcalbr: Secret identity? What’re you talking about? I’m just your average mild-mannered reporter, nothing strange about me…
dualevasive: Hahacan’t tell if yr joking or serious but that’s a thing for you so goodf r yu
dualevasive: ugh my typing
Sam felt weird. For the first time in a long while, he was somewhere not for a job, not because it might give a lead on Dean or Lilith, at least, not until you looked at the long run. And so he felt like he stuck out, big time. He’d even had to dress down for once.
He’d even had new identification made. When dealing with fans, he’d learned quickly, they could memorize the most minute of details, so better to just stick with a random alias that couldn’t be connected with anything. He smiled and nodded nervously as they scanned his new ID, this one proclaiming him ‘Nathaniel Moore’. He took the pamphlet they handed him and moved on. The lines at the ‘World of Weird Con’, or Wowcon for short, his new online pal dualevasive assured him, weren’t even a fourth as bad as the lines at the major ones, but since he wasn’t used to waiting in a line practically ever, unless you counted the virtual one for Stanford, it served as just another thing to put him on edge.
The Supernatural book seminar was in a little room somewhere upstairs in the afternoon, so he had some time to wander around like a not-weird person. They had a dealer’s room. At the very least, he could wander around, and maybe get a shirt or book or something.
He’d nearly reached the room when he heard something strange. So instead he ducked down a corridor.
Two guys were there, struggling with someone he could barely see. One was wearing a hoodie, and his friend was in light armor with what was clearly a fake sword. “Come on, girl, you can’t say no to a couple guys like us.”
The woman they were struggling with spat into the eyes of the guy who was speaking, hitting at the other one. The guy with the armor snarled a curse and pinned her, struggling, against the wall. This had gone far enough.
One thing about having long legs was the ability to move, very, very quickly. Add to that the necessity to move fast or you’re dead, and you really learn how to move. He was suddenly there, looming. “I’m pretty sure she can.”
“Who are you to butt in? Make a break for it like Beni in the Mummy.” His friend laughed at the reference.
“I don’t think so.” He braced himself for a fight.
The girl pushed them when they weren’t paying attention to her, and they started to trip over. He pulled her back behind him, still ready.
“I’m sorry, can I help?” He turned around to see a man in a polo. Usually, he’d assume that this was just some guy, except he noticed the wire because he’d been learning to spot cops all his life. This was convention security.
“Yeah, sorry, these guys were harassing my girlfriend.” With the way she was clinging on to him, that was convincing enough.
“Oh, come on, don’t exaggerate. We were just inviting her to our beta test game of Runefire this afternoon.” The fear and the way these creeps were acting earlier made the lie obvious, and the security man didn’t miss it either.
“Well, why don’t we discuss that? I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble because you forgot to fill out the proper forms or something.” The man grabbed each of the troublemakers by the elbow, winking at Sam before gently but insistently pulling them off toward the lobby.
“Thanks.” The girl moved back a little, rubbing her arms. “But you do realize I’m not a girl, right?”
He glanced over, eyes widening slightly, looking the person over. A soft, feminine, Japanese face, blond hair caressing halfway down the neck, bright, intelligent blue-green eyes, a thin, somewhat short body, leather boots, jeans, a dagger (prop, hopefully) in a sheath on the leg, a leather jacket over a short, accented and slightly spandex-y shirt, wrapping on his arms…
“dualevasive…” he whispered in shock. Of course, his friend hadn’t been too specific, but he’d mentioned he’d show up, and the description was too much of a coincidence to not be real…
Alarm burst over the face. “You’re a stalker,” he breathed, and now Sam could hear it, the slightest touch of an English accent, the lower yet still melodic voice…
“No, no, you just gave me a good enough description. Your rant, remember?” Confusion kept him from running away too quickly. “Xcalbr.” He held out his hand for dualevasive to shake.
“…I didn’t expect…” A pretty if somewhat rueful smile flashed over the man’s face, and he quickly shook Sam’s hand. The skin was soft, but he was stronger than Sam would’ve expected. “Sorry about calling you a stalker.”
“No, it’s okay, I would’ve been psyched out too.” Sam paused, grinning slightly. “You weren’t kidding about being a ‘pretty boy’.”
“Shut up!” He was annoyed, but slightly amused too.
“Uh, sorry, Nate.” Nathaniel, and that wasn’t even his real name, but that wasn’t anything new.
“Matt, then.” His friend shrugged. “Are you good with coffee?”
“Practically lived on that stuff back in college.” Apparently the con had been held here before, because he knew exactly where he was going.
“Gotcha. Still in college. Double majoring. Doing it online now because I got a job and I have to move around a lot.” The guy wasn’t too happy about it, apparently.
“Sounds like you’ve got a lot on your plate.” Matt apparently liked the fall flavors, getting something with pumpkin and coffee. Sam debated a Red Eye, just for old time’s sake, or something else.
