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“Not really, no.”
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❛ oh, joy. i s'pose you ALSO wouldn't mind if i just ran you over, since y'ain't movin', would'ya ? ❜
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♞ ▎┊ JACKASS.
“Not really, no.”
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❛ oh, joy. i s'pose you ALSO wouldn't mind if i just ran you over, since y'ain't movin', would'ya ? ❜
( *casually loves on then runs* )
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♞ ▎┊ CAS.
[ he can’t explain the feeling that rushes through him at the sight of dean’s face, no matter what expression graces it. it’s a face he’s come to love and cherish, but when that happened, he has no idea. this is a face that’s become familiar to him and is the comfort he needs now that he can’t get anywhere else. ]
I have been tried and found guilty.
[ the fallen angel pushes past his charge, unsteady on his feet but too stubborn to ask for help. his fingers leave bloody prints on the door and wall as he makes his way towards one of the beds. ]
[ cas begins to tear off his coat, not giving dean a chance to say anything else. now alone and in a position where he can rest and think, for the first time since his sentence, the reality of his situation hits him. he can feel every lash, every wound carved into his skin, and he can feel his knees buckle from the weight of it, but he doesn’t let himself go down. ]
[ he peels off his clothes, not even wincing when they catch on his blood and mottled skin, tugging and pulling and tearing. by the time he’s down to his boxers, cas is in a foul mood, and walks all of his clothes over to the trash can and drops them. ]
I would like something to eat.
[ castiel sways; his vision blacks out for a second. he will not go down. ]
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PUZZLEMENT OVERWRITES HIS mimic, jaw flung agape and a response petrified in his throttle, with no chance of melting and flowing freely whilst the angel is still in his sight. Although the other brushes past his frozen frame and inhabits the chamber, it takes the hunter a few moments before he regains a basic grasp of his locomotive attributes, body wheeled around with the shade of a WINCE, and he slowly fits the door back in its threshold.
AN INVESTED GAZE locks to the seraph -- though it doesn't express a particular ATTENTION allocated to him, rather the fact Dean is so absorbed in the decoding of the situation, that it's a glance nearly shot THROUGH his image -- and it only falters when the abrupt sight of his nearly cloth less figure pops in the corner of his eye, irises descending as he finally proceeds to move from the shelter of the door behind him.
HE OFFERS A filled breath the liberty of fleeing from his lips, a hand elevating to his brow line, where a finger oppresses in hopes of settling a certain clarity in the flow of his thoughts.
❛ alright, fabio. y'need to chill. ❜
OBVIOUSLY, CASTIEL'S LATEST vocalization did reach its destination, which is why his speech is followed by a numbed pace towards the fridge and, although he initially feels hopeless regarding its CONTENTS, he manages to discover the remains of a pizza ( a few slices or so, STILL in the box ), which he delivers back to the other just in time for a continuation ( since the time to PROCESS what's happening has come to an end ). He should probably aid him with some clothes too, but his impatience and CONCERN are genuinely getting the best of this intention right now.
❛ what d'you mean TRIED ? tried for what ? ❜
♞ ▎┊STARTER FOR xcarnal !
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❛ dude. do you MIND ? i'm doin' a lil' somethin' over 'ere. ❜
♞ ▎┊ TESSA.
✙ нαяvєsт ✙
She’s silent for stretched period of time even if the silence after his last words started weighing down even on her. What are the right words to answer his plea? She’ll do it? He can go screw himself? No matter what decision she’ll make somehow she feels like she’ll be dragged into the entire mess even without her consent.
« I’ll help you only if you promise that I won’t end up with my head off my shoulders. Or worse. »
There’s sternness in her voice, arms folding across her chest and her weight shifts on one leg, curve of her hip popping out. Tessa’s mind still incapable to wrap around their new plan to ‘help this world’ and get rid of demons, instead focuses on remembering a good enough spell to quickly and efficiently find the one Winchester’s were searching for. Eyes closes in complete surrender and deep exhale of breath heaves out of her chest.
« Let’s get to it then. If I’ll have to ignore my duties as a reaper for the time being, then we shouldn’t be standing around. »
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WHETHER IT'S OUT of d r e a d or an ( mildly unexpected ) benevolence of the heart, her green light isn't signaled without the commonly familiar doubts filling the blemish of the tempest ravaging her eyes. It's a habitual sight -- one he has to admit that hasn't begun to quake the frames of those he encounters until a deathly infamy arose to scream through the circles of nightly entities. Moments before her feedback, the tranquility in the steadiness of his glance betrays a level of EXPECTANCY, a prior knowledge of the condition he was going to be given, one that is greeted with a hush waltzing on his lips and a silent solemnity in the meekness of his features.
HE HARDLY DISAPPOINTS people with fallacious, hollow promises anymore --- and for an EXCELLENT reason. Part of him believes that she is aware of the impossibility of her request, though that doesn't mean he won't persist regardless, mayhaps foolishly abstain from surrender and TRY to grant safety and protection to those around him. Even if he is BOUND to failure.
❛ men of letters' bunker. let's go. ❜
IT'S ALLEGEDLY FUTILE to provide with any further details, especially since every moment wasted on the conversation at hand seems to be PERILOUS in itself.
that proposal to fling Dean into space is still up......just so you know, Dean....
no way man who else is gonna be a big pain in the ass for you
❛ ----- so, you did seriously mean OUTER SPACE. ❜
listen. listen. lemme whisper to u nonsense regarding dean vs. authority.
♞ ▎┊ MEG.
“Aw, did Bullwinkle let the cat out of the bag about my UNDYING love for dear old Clarence? Gee, it’s a real shame that died out the minute I realized he didn’t give a CRAP about me down in Hell. Besides—I saved all of your asses numerous times, so don’t act like I was just playing Cas’s guard dog.”
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❛ yeah, whatever. forget it. you had cas' back an' that's honestly a shit ton more than what your average joe demon is capable of. ❜
spn meme ★ eight episodes ↳ the end // “oh man, something is broken in you.”
♞ ▎┊ UNKNOWN.
“What are ye doing in my house?” Or rather ‘storage’, where she just so happened to keep recovered artifacts.
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THE GOBLET HE'S been inspecting so thoroughly is released from the confinement of his grasp, tactlessly restored to the spot he THINKS to be the initial one, but only so he can have the liberty of elevating his hands and wearing them as a shield at the height of his chest.
❛ okay, alright, let's not blow our fuses over 'ere. i was jus' ---- i mean, i AM ---- y'know, jus' ... ❜
❛ ----- i don't think i have an answer. ❜
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♞ ▎┊ UNKNOWN.
“…”
“Sugar, you do realize that if you don’t tell me what’s goin’ on in it’s entirity, I can’t help you, right? And I do want to help you. ‘Specially ‘cause it was my family that fucked up.” The unspoken ‘again’ lingers in the air, too, as Rohini turned her head so she could look him in the eyes.
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❛ yeah, no SHIT ! you think i really got a damn clue what's goin' on ?! your family fucked up, YOU figure it out. ❜
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