Hanna F. Cross

[Hanna doesn't usually just sit around and do nothing. Especially not lately, with everything that can go wrong going wrong, he's been busy. Trying to keep his various animals from escaping, trying to sleep, trying to ignore the ghost pains in his chest, trying to figure out what the hell is supposed to be happening...

And, then, of course, things get worse.

He's just sitting by the beach, staring out into the sea. He's a bit twitchier than normal, on edge.]

Things have changed. I can feel it, I know it, things are different, we can actually get out...

...I could try to go home. I could actually go home, I could see Gallahad and Worth and Conrad again...

What could have changed? What...and why...and...Wait. What are those.

[He blinks and stands up from where he was sitting as several Harpies fly closer. He immediately goes for his hammer and marker, drawing something out on his hand.]


...Well, shit.

[Hanna checks his pockets, before nodding, letting out a cough that he shakes off quickly. He's managed to avoid the hospital up until this point, claiming that he's just sick. Partially, he is. This always happens after many big, bad spells...and it usually lasts longer in the City, since Worth isn't there to fix him up and treat him right.

Of course, he's more than just sick, but he does such a good job of deluding himself otherwise.]

Okay...present for Dean, flowers for Sam...I got everything I need, yep. Hope they don't mind me coming over...wouldn't blame Dean if he wanted to punch me a few times. I sort of deserve it...

[He sighs quietly, trying to shake off those feelings of self loathing and guilt. It doesn't really work, but he can fake it. Sam doesn't need to see that right now.]

Okay. Smile, Hanna. You smile long enough, you'll feel better. Let's go see the Winchester bros.

[He nods, smiling a little as he goes off, mumbling to himself that 'things will be okay', 'Sam doesn't hate you', and similar thoughts.

He manages to make it a little more than halfway there before he breaks out into another coughing fit, worse than the ones that had come before. True, he's suffering from bad magical side effects...but they're amplified by the internal injuries he sustained fighting Lucifer that he's refused to see a doctor over.]

...stupid...stupid magic...c'mon, we're almost there...

[He tries to fight through the coughing fit, but fails to, and he fumbles with his device, turning it off before he passes out.]

[ooc: Sam, I blame you completely for this. You encouraged me, and now look.

...I swear, this will be the last awful, non-plot related thing I do to Hanna for a while. Promise.]

[Okay, it doesn't start out as a video. It starts out as an audio that sounds like somebody chewing on something, which then activates the video, as Hanna laughs and pulls the device away from...well, Iznagi. Sheep. What a surprise.]

Iznagi, stop chewing on that!! Aaaugh...one of these days, you're gonna swallow one of the buttons or something, and I AM NOT going to get it out.
...Heh. Sorry bout him...sheep.

[Sam just laughs nervously a little bit.] Don't worry about it. Though you might wanna check your device for damage later.

Can do, man, can do.
[Hanna just laughs and shrugs nervously.] Anyway...you sure you wanna try this? I mean...you don't have to. It is completely unnecessary.

No way, man. I wanna do this. Your doctor friend isn't here and as far as I know, no one has any magic staples laying around. [He inhales a little, then nods his head.] I wanna do this.

...I just don't want you to get hurt...I mean, what if something happens, and...I dunno, I explode and get shrapnel in your eyes or something?

[A small chuckle] I'm pretty sure you won't explode. Like, eighty five percent sure. [Teasing! But enough stalling, this shit is going down. Although, what shit isn't exactly clear. All the video shows is Sam exhaling deeply, then lifting a shaky hand and placing it on Hanna's chest. What happened? What's going on? Suspense! Excitement! And then Sam's - grinning?]

[Hanna blinks, before looking down at his chest. Nothing seems to have changed...he looks at Sam, confused about why he's grinning...

...and then he knows. He pales, and he looks furious.]

You BASTARD. You...you...

You should really speak in complete sentences, Hanna.
[And what appears to be Sam lowers his hand, the grin softening into just a smile. His tone is a little cooler, his posture is a little straighter, and he is very much no longer Sam.]
And I should really thank you.

You tricked me! Oh, you sonofa...I KNEW I shouldn't have listened to you! Get out of Sam's head RIGHT NOW, or I swear I will kick the everloving shit out of you!

Careful, Hanna. It's rude to throw around wild accusations and baseless threats. I never lied to you. Sam can heal you. [A neat, subtle little smirk.] But only because I can heal you too. He's been using my powers. [He spreads his arms in a gesture to his body.]
He let me in. And now? He's mine. [One more devilish smile before Sam vanishes from Hanna's room, the sound of flapping wings left behind in his place.]

No. NononononoNO! YOU GET BACK HERE!!

...Shit, this...this is all my fault, oh no...shit shit shit...

[Hanna swears some more before rapidly standing up, grabbing his marker and hammer, and rushing out the door.]

[ooc: AND SO THE PLOT BEGINS.
Orange= Hanna and Green= Sam/Lucifer]

[The audio feed clicks on to sniffling and soft hiccuping noises, mixed in with Hanna mumbling to himself. He sounds absolutely miserable, and there's a good reason for that: he is. Some of his first friends from the City are gone, and this, combined with the lack of success he's had finding Trajan's attacker, is finally causing a tiny little breakdown.]

Can't believe they're gone...If it had just been one of them, it wouldn't hurt as bad, but all 3 of them...

[He sniffles again, and it becomes clear that Hanna is crying.]

St-stupid Thomas. Stupid Harry...Stupid Justine, leaving like this...'s not fair...

...cr-crying won't solve anything, stupid Hanna...should've expected this, just keep going...it's what they'd want, I think...

[After a minute or so, Hanna seems to realize the feed is on, and turns off the audio.]

[TEXT]

So...Thomas, Harry, and Justine have all left the City. I'm really sorry to all of their friends, and even if they can't hear this, I wish them all the best luck in the world back home.

Slightly unrelated, but!

I don't think I can make it to the shop today.
I have a lot of investigating to do, what with the attacks and everything, and as much as I like the shop and I want to keep it successful and nice like Doumeki made it, I think that trying to protect people can come first...

...Katara, If it's not too much trouble, do you think you could take the shop? Just for today?

I sort of had a hunch and need to get some evidence...and...well, Thomas and I had a talk a couple of days ago, and it just feels right to go after my hunch today, all things considered. Plus, I really think I'll be able to find something, I've got a good feeling about this. Well, as good a feeling as you can get when going after a mythological creature attacker, but you get the point.

I'm real sorry, I know it's sort of short notice...I promise I'll make it up to you. With ice cream! And this won't happen again, I promise! At least not without 2 or 3 days notice ahead.

[PRIVATE TO {...}//UNHACKABLE//STILL TEXT]

Hey, Trajan. I was thinking...if you're feeling up to it, you wanna help me follow my hunch today? I've got a real good feeling about this one...

I mean, if you're still not 100%, it's ok, you should focus on getting better...I just don't wanna go it alone today.

I just thought that if I'm right about this one, you might be able to confirm it with firsthand knowledge...plus, you're my partner. It's really weird doing this stuff without you. Like Batman without Robin, but no offense, you'd look terrible in the Robin costume, so I guess that makes you Batman.

Uhh...I think I lost my train of thought. Anyway, lemme know if you're up for investigatin' or if you need another day of rest and relaxation and recovery.

I hope this curse ends soon. I'm getting sick of having to fight off herds of angry sheep every time I go outside...Plus, I'm worried about Iznagi.

Not because he's acting crazy, because he's acting the same as he normally does...buuuut I think he's starting to feel cooped up inside...but I don't want to let him out because somebody might kill him or the other sheep could hurt him...

Augh. It is a complicated problem indeed...I mean, I could put some sort of scarf on him to identify him as not crazy so people won't hurt him, but he could try to eat that...

So I hope this ends soon and this place gets back to normal...or as normal as this place gets.

Also, I need to buy bedsheets, Iznagi keeps eating holes in mine. I think this is payback for me not letting him outside.

Touche, Iznagi. Touche.

Phew! Yesterday was really something, huh? Like a big ole flea market...I like flea markets. You can always find really neat stuff there for cheap, and the people working there are all really nice and helpful...

You know, today is nice. Like, really nice. All sunny and warm and everything...really feels like a good spring day.

We should have a picnic!! You know, to celebrate the spring weather and the lack of curses today and the monsters being gone, which, by the way, is totally awesome. Just a nice, relaxing, fun picnic!

[PRIVATE TO {...}//UNHACKABLE]

Yesterday was intense...you doing ok? I mean, I don't really know how sand and stuff would bother you but hey, I could be wrong and you could have some sort of zombie skin rash.

...Ok, got off topic. So, I ask again: Are you doing ok?

And you know, I don't think I say this enough, but...well, thanks for everything. The help yesterday, the help at home, the awesome pancakes, everything.

Also, have you heard from that Veser kid lately? I'm a little concerned about him...he kinda didn't take the ghost news well, so...yeah.

...

You people reaally need to learn how to write better. Or at least get a good editor. I'm seriously hoping this is a curse, because if it's not, I think I just lost my faith in the literary future of humanity.

Ok, not completely, as at least its funny to watch. Or read. Or whatever.


ANYWAY, completely unrelated, but I've been continuing the monster hunting, and so far so good, but I'm having a difficult time finding clues. Anybody else whose in on the hunt got any information they'd be ok with sharing?

...Why are there frogs in my bed? And everywhere else in the apartment, for that matter?

This day could not get any worse...first, none of the sinks seem to be working, since all the water is red and goopy and gross, and now this? Not to mention that there's a lot of buzzing from the woods...

What is going on? This is not nor- oh.

...oh crap, it's a curse, isn't it.
Jeez, I was only joking about plagues when I was trying to dejynx myself yesterday...


Ok, so it's clear we've got a problem. A big problem.

I'm gonna need a bunch of buckets, a couple of big things of bottled water, some wax paper, bug spray, gloves, and at least one very large, empty fishtank.

I dunno what exactly is going on, or how long this gonna last...or what's gonna happen next...But I'm gonna do whatever I can to fight back against this mess!

[PRIVATE//UNHACKABLE]

Dear Cyrus,

Can't talk today,we've got blood in the water and frogs in my pillowcases. Once everything gets cleared up, I'll give you a full update, promise.

[ooc: Plague plot is a go go! Hanna has set up shop in Watanuki's apartment, and is going to attempt magical water purification/giving the swarms of misplaced swamp creatures a place to go during the chaos. Provided he gets the supplies he needs...]