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[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

I can't seem to focus today.

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[wherever-i-roam.livejournal.com]

Yeah? You okay, Sammy?

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

[Sam seems a little withdrawn at the question.] Nothin' I can't handle. I just - [A small pause.] - I've been doing some research. It's not going anywhere.

[wasntforever.livejournal.com]

[Goose! Sorry, Sam. She couldn't resist.] Sounds like you need some help filtering out the noise up there.

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

[Sam's a little twitchy ; he can't help but jump. For more than one reason, too. It's one thing to get tagged in the rear by a blind woman - it's another matter entirely when the blind woman so famous for doing so is one that's supposed to be dead. His eyes go wide at the sight of Pamela and Sam takes an uncertain step back in an attempt to clear some space between himself and the unexpected ghost from his past.]

You're supposed to be...[Dead would be the answer, but Sam's not sure if being so direct is such a good idea.] Are you...real?

[Out of the corner of his eye, Sam can see the Lucifer his skewed mind created smugly grinning, but he doesn't pay any attention to him. It's better, not paying attention to him, even if it's tougher to do on some days than others. Like today.]

[hellsmostloyal.livejournal.com]

Boo freaking hoo

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

[Another ghost. Sam can't help but wonder if Lucifer - or, well, his own friggin' screwed up head - is trying a different approach.]

Right. Look, this isn't gonna work.

[sinbroker.livejournal.com]

Bad day Moose?

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

Not anything I wanna talk about with you. [Insert bitchface here.]

[unusinatrum.livejournal.com]

[Hey, Sam. Here's another Sam. Who is also crazy. He's sort of staring at you like he's seeing a ghost. Or, you know, himself.] ...are you me?

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

[Sam is also ghost watching. Except now he's grabbing at his head, like he doesn't know what the fuck is going on. Fun fact: HE DOES NOT.]

Lucifer I get. But me? Why the hell would I hallucinate myself?

[wannatryitagain.livejournal.com]

I'd say that's a personal problem.

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

[Sam puts on a weak smile.] Yeah, it definitely is.

[akasatan.livejournal.com]

[Here, have a Hallucifer] I feel like I'm to blame there, right?

[wherever-i-roam.livejournal.com]

Yeah? You okay, Sammy?

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

[Sam seems a little withdrawn at the question.] Nothin' I can't handle. I just - [A small pause.] - I've been doing some research. It's not going anywhere.

[wasntforever.livejournal.com]

[Goose! Sorry, Sam. She couldn't resist.] Sounds like you need some help filtering out the noise up there.

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

[Sam's a little twitchy ; he can't help but jump. For more than one reason, too. It's one thing to get tagged in the rear by a blind woman - it's another matter entirely when the blind woman so famous for doing so is one that's supposed to be dead. His eyes go wide at the sight of Pamela and Sam takes an uncertain step back in an attempt to clear some space between himself and the unexpected ghost from his past.]

You're supposed to be...[Dead would be the answer, but Sam's not sure if being so direct is such a good idea.] Are you...real?

[Out of the corner of his eye, Sam can see the Lucifer his skewed mind created smugly grinning, but he doesn't pay any attention to him. It's better, not paying attention to him, even if it's tougher to do on some days than others. Like today.]

[hellsmostloyal.livejournal.com]

Boo freaking hoo

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

[Another ghost. Sam can't help but wonder if Lucifer - or, well, his own friggin' screwed up head - is trying a different approach.]

Right. Look, this isn't gonna work.

[sinbroker.livejournal.com]

Bad day Moose?

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

Not anything I wanna talk about with you. [Insert bitchface here.]

[unusinatrum.livejournal.com]

[Hey, Sam. Here's another Sam. Who is also crazy. He's sort of staring at you like he's seeing a ghost. Or, you know, himself.] ...are you me?

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

[Sam is also ghost watching. Except now he's grabbing at his head, like he doesn't know what the fuck is going on. Fun fact: HE DOES NOT.]

Lucifer I get. But me? Why the hell would I hallucinate myself?

[wannatryitagain.livejournal.com]

I'd say that's a personal problem.

[iseelucifer.livejournal.com]

[Sam puts on a weak smile.] Yeah, it definitely is.

[akasatan.livejournal.com]

[Here, have a Hallucifer] I feel like I'm to blame there, right?