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entrancelogs2016-04-14 12:38 pm
trenchcoatsarecool) wrote in entrancelogs2016-04-14 12:38 pm
The Angel's Roost
Who: Castiel and anybody who wants to attend a room warming party.
Where: First floor, room 005.
When: April 14
Rating: PG
Summary: Castiel's discovering his room for the first time.
The Story:
As confusing as this 'Wonderland' place was turning out to be, Castiel felt as if he needed some place that he could settle into and get his bearings. Not that there were any real bearings to be had here. Everything seemed to not make any sense, physically or otherwise, and that was saying something, considering he could see in more dimensions than a human.
He can't imagine how confusing it must be to beings operating in only three dimensions. Then again, humans always have had a fairly impressive way of adapting to their surroundings.
The pamphlet he'd found had mentioned that there were rooms available, so he'd made his way down the hallways of the mansion until he'd found a room that just sort of... called to him. Inexplicably. Which hadn't taken long at all, considering he'd found it on a room marked 005 on the first floor.
That had been fifteen minutes ago, and he's still standing in the entrance of his room and just staring at the contents. There is a small, fluffy animal in a little cage on the dresser. Why is there a small, fluffy animal here? Where did it come from?
And why is there a wardrobe full of identical trench coats?
There's no bed, simply because he has no need of sleep, but the chair looks rather comfortable. And considering his complete lack of need for food, there's also no kitchen or bathroom, save a sink and mirror. It is, for all intents and purposes, what appears to simply be a place to store trench coats and keep a hamster.
But why is there a hamster?
He backs up and looks out into the hallway again, wondering if perhaps he's incorrect about this whole thing and maybe this isn't meant to be his room and the pamphlet is wrong. It would be good if there was someone to ask.
Where: First floor, room 005.
When: April 14
Rating: PG
Summary: Castiel's discovering his room for the first time.
The Story:
As confusing as this 'Wonderland' place was turning out to be, Castiel felt as if he needed some place that he could settle into and get his bearings. Not that there were any real bearings to be had here. Everything seemed to not make any sense, physically or otherwise, and that was saying something, considering he could see in more dimensions than a human.
He can't imagine how confusing it must be to beings operating in only three dimensions. Then again, humans always have had a fairly impressive way of adapting to their surroundings.
The pamphlet he'd found had mentioned that there were rooms available, so he'd made his way down the hallways of the mansion until he'd found a room that just sort of... called to him. Inexplicably. Which hadn't taken long at all, considering he'd found it on a room marked 005 on the first floor.
That had been fifteen minutes ago, and he's still standing in the entrance of his room and just staring at the contents. There is a small, fluffy animal in a little cage on the dresser. Why is there a small, fluffy animal here? Where did it come from?
And why is there a wardrobe full of identical trench coats?
There's no bed, simply because he has no need of sleep, but the chair looks rather comfortable. And considering his complete lack of need for food, there's also no kitchen or bathroom, save a sink and mirror. It is, for all intents and purposes, what appears to simply be a place to store trench coats and keep a hamster.
But why is there a hamster?
He backs up and looks out into the hallway again, wondering if perhaps he's incorrect about this whole thing and maybe this isn't meant to be his room and the pamphlet is wrong. It would be good if there was someone to ask.
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"Dean?" he asks, turning to face he source of the voice and he raises his eyebrows when he sees the Winchester there. It would be just his luck that he'd spend a lot of time looking for Dean only to have the man find him when he's not expecting it.
"Are you alright? Did Crowley find you? Where's your brother? How long have you been here?" Obviously, he has a lot of questions that he needs answered.
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He can't tell with Cas. So he's going to keep his distance until he's certain the angel isn't pissed at him.
"Yeah. I'm fine. Crowley's fine. Sam's fine. When did you get here?"
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"Not long ago. I've been --" Excuse him while his brain backs up. Did Dean just say Crowley's fine? "Crowley's fine." He repeats, just to make sure that's what Dean said, and he says it with such incredulity.
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He wants to know about the rest of the "family", but dealing with the demon is priority.
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This raises many alarms in Castiel's head and he turns his face to the side, eyeing Dean askance. "What do you mean? I rescued you from Zachariah's clutches. Do you not recall this? How long have you been here?"