#cas: thread

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@coeurdechiot​  [ cont. ]

    “it’s alright; you’re welcome to take your time.” that’s not to say she isn’t impatient, isn’t already itching for an answer. still, delphine is quick to tamp those urges down. this is the first cooperative castor she’s ever met, and pushing him beyond his limits will do neither of them any favors. “is there anything i can do, to help you find the words?”

“C-Can I have my bag back?” Cas wrung his hands and then pointed behind her to where his bag was sitting in the corner. Seeing as he was a Castor, he had forfeited his bag and emptied his pockets, he had only produced a large lint ball from his hoodie pocket and some spare change. Meanwhile the large army-issued knapsack was stuffed full of all sorts of things, including a small knife in a holster. “I have- I have a notepad, I prefer writing...and my cat is in there. He’s friendly, I promise.” 

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@paigeatyourservice

It was only a matter of time before Paige had to defend being nice to Parsons. What she didn’t anticipate was blowing up on her CO, landing her in the stockade for an ‘indeterminate amount of time’. Treating the men for all their injuries and illnesses didn’t mean she had to like that they were essentially biological weapons.

The stocks weren’t designed for comfort, so she laid her head on the back of the wall while sitting on the ground. She almost didn’t hear the footsteps approach before she turned her head.

“Didn’t think anyone was going to visit, let alone one of you guys. Not after what I said.” She motioned to stand up. “How’d you even get down here?”

"I’ve had Mark’s keys for a while. Most go to supply closets. The only two good ones are this one and the one to the armory.” None of the keys could open the cells or any areas of real importance like Coady’s office- not that he’d go in there. It was far too risky and the file cabinets were locked anyway. The only way to access anything in her office would be to steal her keychain. He couldn’t fathom what sort of punishment she’d rain down upon him.

“You won’t follow them to the ends of the earth and they don’t like that.” Cas shook his head as he finished his sentence, his voice stayed soft, so unlike his brothers. He was able to slip through the corridors unnoticed, his keen eyes found things others didn’t, and he had come to learn the guards’ schedules to make his lurking a safer endeavor.

“But you stood up to them. I like people who do that... Do you like Twinkies?” The wrappers crinkled as he fished around in his pockets.

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starter for unfxrmed

Cas sat on the bed next to the bed where the little blonde girl sat. The cameras were all trained on them, as they usually were and Cas was prepared, as he usually was. He had to continue to play the game of the brainless, disabled boy that was completely dependent on his mother. It was fun at times, he didn’t mind coloring stupid pictures and acting like he knew absolutely nothing but the way they talked about him infuriated him.

He recognized her face as the face of the Leda clones and he knew she was being held prisoner, just like he was. At least he was treated fairly well, this girl didn’t stand a chance. Knowing that and knowing that Beth would want him to be kind to her sisters, he picked up the package of crayons and paper that Doctor Sylva always had for him, and then got up off his bed.

“It’s boring here.” He said as he cautiously sat down on the edge of Helena’s bed, Putting the paper and pack of crayons on the bed, he nudged the pack towards her and a small smile appeared on his face.

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starter for 01ena

Today was Cas’s day off, he didn’t have to do anything for Maggie or Tomas, it was just a quiet day for himself. Going out would require so much talking so instead he sat on the cold concrete floor with a few sheets of paper and a box of crayons. Though he wasn’t the best drawer, he still liked trying to make pictures worthy of being hung up on a fridge. Right now he was drawing Helena’s angel wings in red crayon, he had seen them so many times that he had gotten almost every deep red cut accurately placed on the paper. When he noticed Helena in the door, he covered up his drawing a little but there was still a smile on his face.

“Want to draw with me?”

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An Unwelcome Visitor [closed with evilcaterpillarglitch]

Cas let out a happy sigh as the leaves of the trees swayed in the light afternoon breeze. It was a sunny afternoon and for once, he felt like smiling and going out to do something nice. Today he had decided to sit in the park with a few new books from the library in his lap. Originally he had been planning to bring his research along but he knew it wasn’t a good idea to have it out in public where such dangerous information could be lost.

He leaned his back against the tree and looked up through the leaves of the tree he was sitting under. The light filtered through the leaves and the wind made the light dance on his face. Even when he thought that Beth would’ve loved this, his mood magically didn’t drop at all. He was still happy. It was such a strange feeling for him to feel so happy and elated for such a long period of time. How had he managed to be happy for the whole day? It seemed like nothing bad at happened. At least, until he saw the figure approaching. Even that didn’t hurt him as much as he thought it would. Cas grabbed the small notebook and pen that also sat in his lap then wrote down the message which he waved at the person.

“Leave me the fuck alone.”